Bai Yueguang was pissed off [Quick Transmigration]

After staying in Huaiqiu City for several days, the place of accommodation has changed, from an inn to an extremely quiet and exquisite courtyard.

This was originally a decision made not to disturb the business of the inn. After all, the army guarded the door, which is a very eye-catching thing for ordinary people.

Unexpectedly, after staying there, Gu Xiang discovered unexpectedly that neither Chu Heng nor the troops stationed nearby seemed to have any intention of leaving.

This is very confusing.

Although the prime minister was not the only one who played the role, Gu He could sense the irrationality of this matter with just a little thought.

You know, as the actual power holder of a country, if Chu Heng didn't want to return to the imperial capital, but chose to station at the border, he could still use his worry about the war as a reason.

But it is obviously not so suitable to stay in Huaiqiu City all the time, and there is no major battle, and troops need to be dispatched for support.

Gu Xiang was sitting at the desk, originally planning to pick up a book to read, but thinking of this, he slowly retracted his fingers, put them on the edge of the table, and lowered his eyes to think.

His skin was fair, and because of his frailty, his wrist bones were a little protruding, revealing light blue blood vessels. When he sat in the sun, he looked pale and unhealthy.

Not far from the desk, put a bowl of warm soup with a bitter smell.

It was a small bowl, the portion was deliberately squeezed, it was sent by His Majesty early, worried that the husband would not like it, a pile of golden crushed sugar was carefully placed beside the bowl.

It's just that for taskers who rarely get sick and are used to taking modern sugar-coated pills, such bitter medicines are obviously not very popular.

This is also what made Gu He feel a little distressed.

His reluctance to drink this bowl of medicine is not due to his willfulness. In fact, for Gu Xiang who has a big picture, it is nothing to do something that he may not like for a better result.

The reason why he didn't drink it was actually because...he knew in his heart that it was useless.

Gu He knew that as early as the last time he left the world, the huge trauma he suffered had made this body no longer capable of surviving, which is commonly known as death.

The reason why he woke up again was because of the collapse of the mission world, and he had to solve it in order to maintain this special state temporarily.

In other words, even if his condition is not good, as long as the task is not completed for a day, he will be fine for a day.

At most, they are weaker than others and more likely to get sick.

This is also the reason why Gu Xiang didn't care much about his body.

It's just that he didn't expect that for Chu Heng, who didn't know the existence of the system, the degree of concern for this damaged body was almost to the point of cherishing it.

After the high fever was completely cured, Gu He once thought that he finally didn't have to drink the bitter soup anymore, even with a very steady personality, he couldn't help showing a relaxed smile on his brows and eyes.

And when Chu Heng listened to the old imperial doctor's instructions and sat by the small stove for a few hours, holding medicine that was not for treatment but for nourishing the body came in, he just happened to see his relaxed smile.

I also saw his troubled and complicated face when he faced the lost and recovered medicine bowl.

Gu He guessed that his appearance at that time must have been shocked and a little panicked.

Because very soon, he saw His Majesty blinking, lowered his head in some doubts, and looked at the medicine bowl in his hand.

Although it is the result of several hours of meticulous care by myself, and it is improved by ordering the doctor, it has a less bitter taste.

The keen king was still aware of Gu's rejection of it in an instant.

Very instinctively, Chu Heng stopped and did not move.

He pursed his lips, and stayed at the door very restrainedly, maintaining a calm posture. He didn't take any further steps, but he didn't back down either.

Just like the many entanglements deep in his heart, he is reluctant to bear the hardships of his husband, but he is also reluctant to bear the slightest damage to his husband.

If possible, he would actually prefer to have all the suffering befall him, and hone himself into a hard mountain rock to resist all rain, snow, wind and frost for his husband.

The young king's back was straight, his lips were slightly tinged, his dark gray eyes were calm and serious, and he looked into people's eyes with subtle emotions, as if saying so.

Gu Dada blinked, and met his focused eyes that were like flashing lights, and a very strange and strange feeling appeared in his heart involuntarily.

The figure at the door was still looking at him intently, his eyes were obviously cold, but they seemed to be stained with the temperature of magma, and he couldn't bear the heat, so he turned his head away unnaturally.

The pup grows up and sort of... fouls.

Very helpless, but faced with such a heart-opening, soft and life-threatening caring, even the hardest heart in the world seems to have no way to refuse.

Not to mention the cubs he raised with his own hands, facing his gaze, let alone such legitimate reasons, even if it is an unreasonable request, Gu Xiang actually has no way to refuse.

It was so logical, Gu Xiang, who didn't like soup and medicine, drank the whole bowl of medicine juice, the tip of his tongue tingled with bitterness, and his eyes were involuntarily soaked with water.

In the next second, before he could recover, someone put a piece of crushed sugar on his lips, carrying the unique fragrance of plants and trees in Huaiqiu City, and His Majesty's unique meaning of cherishing.

Gu He sat upright, resting his fingers on the edge of the table, blinking, and for a moment, felt that the positions of the two people seemed to be reversed.

Then for several days, the new way of getting along was going on in such a strange and harmonious way.

It seems that he has become very interested in such actions as reverse feeding, and there is no need for anyone to remind him. These days, Chu Heng will consciously come over with a medicine bowl every day.

It's just that I couldn't bear to part with it, so I had a hard time with the old lady Jiang, so I could reduce some of the weight.

Warm water vapor evaporated from the light blue porcelain bowl, quickly blurring a small piece of air, and the tip of the nose was filled with the unique bitterness and medicinal aroma of concoction.

After drinking for many days, whether his body has improved, Gu He doesn't know, only his tongue is not working.

Therefore, facing the medicine bowl delivered on time by His Majesty today, after thinking about it, he couldn't bear to say some words of rejection.

"Put it here and drink it later, okay?"

It is impossible not to drink, the tears of the little boy may drown people, so it can only be postponed for a while.

The young king was not unreasonable, and he easily nodded in agreement. He always showed a little comfort on his cold face, stretched out his finger, and gently wiped the reddish eye corners of the young man.

This is a new movement that has been learned naturally in these days of getting along. It will not be rejected or appear offensive, but only shows the intimacy between the two parties.

And because of this action, His Majesty, who has become extremely happy, is going to go out to train with General He first, and then come back to feed his beloved husband.

After all, when I was young, I had ideas deeply rooted in my heart.

——Even if you can’t empathize with the suffering suffered by the cherished person, you must always be by your side.

Chu Heng can worry about the one he loves and suffer the pain of the one he loves, but he still wants to be with him, and he doesn't hesitate for a moment.

In the courtyard, the sound of metal clashes of hand-to-hand combat could be heard, which was heard when weapons collided with each other. The nature of the exchange was not intense.

When Gu He heard it, he pushed the medicine bowl on the table. For some reason, he felt a little confused for a while.

He missed the little prince for too much time, and suddenly came back again. It was not until he suddenly met someone and lived in everything again that he slowly realized that something was different from what he knew.

Whether it's Chu Heng who faded away from his youthful innocence and became sharp and cold, or He Jun who always smiles meaninglessly and is actually full of determination, they are all different from what Gu Xiang knows.

Even Gu He felt that he was not normal, he was obviously thinking about the king's unreasonable behavior.

I don't know why, but I suddenly thought of these almost strange things, and there was a tendency to go deeper and deeper beyond control.

"..."

Shaking his head, Gu He interrupted these chaotic thoughts, concentrated his mind, and focused his eyes on thinking.

So the problem goes back to where it started.

Why did Chu Heng stay in the relatively remote Huaiqiu instead of returning to the more important camp?

Gu He is not stupid. When re-examining this question, he paused, and suddenly an uncertain but seemingly reasonable thought appeared in his mind.

Did someone trip him up?

Then who can stop him?

Gu Xiang rubbed his forehead with a headache, slightly uncertain, as if he suddenly understood something.

Therefore, when Chu Heng finished his training, dressed in thin black clothes, his arms were obviously full of strength, but he was careful to feel the temperature of the medicine bowl, Gu He tilted his head and asked the question.

Why not go back?

When he heard the voice, Chu Heng was lowering his head, carefully holding up the medicine bowl.

Hearing the question, he paused lightly and cautiously, lowered his eyes, his thick eyelashes fluttered slightly, covering up the many emotions in it.

After a long time, Gu He felt a little curious in his heart. He turned his head to look, only to see him slowly, with a lonely attitude, put down the porcelain bowl in his hand.

The young king turned his head to look over, his gray eyes were clear, containing the brightness of the sun, his fingers were resting on the edge of the table, his veins were clenched, it was a look that people would feel unbearable to see.

And his jaw was tense, he walked over, squatted down little by little, and held one of Gu He's fingers.

Gu Xiang lowered his head in surprise, and raised his head slightly to meet him, with beautiful and puzzled eyes.

His voice was low and hoarse, as if his heart had been repeatedly knocked open and crushed, with sadness.

There seemed to be endless confusion in the sad eyes, and he asked softly: "...Is this place not good? After I leave, where is the master going?"

...where?not together?

Gu He tilted his head, not sure what Chu Heng meant for a while, and blinked his eyes, feeling that something was different from what he knew.

But Chu Heng's voice was so firm that he was not sure for a while whether there was something wrong with his understanding, so he lowered his head again and met the king's bright eyes.

In fact, looking up and looking down, strength and weakness, on the negotiating table, will represent different status advantages.

And this weakness is easy to suffer in negotiations, but once it is put on someone close to it, it is easy to make people soft-hearted.

At this moment, Gu He's fingers were gently held by someone, which was a manifestation of the little prince's insecurity in his youth.

And this kind of behavior, placed on the adult cold king, showed a deliberate and not annoying show of weakness.

It's as if the mighty beast deliberately exposed its soft belly, so that people can touch the soft down, so that people can't bear to leave.

Gu He blinked, and felt that he had come to his senses and understood what Chu Heng wanted to express. He couldn't help being funny and distressed for a while.

Like a child's carefulness when trying to keep someone, Gu Xiang shook his head helplessly when he wanted to understand, stretched out his fingers, pinched the person's face, and asked deliberately: "...Huh? Can't I go together?"

sure.His majesty, who got his wish, lowered his eyes, touched the fingertips of his hands with the tip of his nose, and a smile was faintly outlined at the end of his eyes.