After dressing as a delicate beauty, I got married

Ye Changyao broke out in a cold sweat from the shock of his thoughts, and after concentrating his mind, he took another low breath.

Yun Zuo noticed Ye Changyao's abnormality, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ye Changyao said frankly: "Your complexion is too pale."

Yun Zuo subconsciously raised his hand to stroke his cheek, then smiled and said, "I'm fine."

But this body seemed to be against him, before the words landed, the throat felt itchy, followed by a seemingly endless cough.

He felt that all his internal organs were about to leap out of his mouth, his throat became even more fishy and sweet, and when he looked down, his palms were indeed stained red.

He knew that his coughing up blood could not escape Ye Changyao's eyes nine out of ten times, but he still pretended that he was just coughing.

Now the lobby is full of guests, and because his coughing sound is too ear-piercing, it naturally attracted many people's attention.

Ye Changyao got up and went to Yun Zuo's side, and said, "Let's go back to the room."

Yun Zuo couldn't speak, so he just nodded.

Ye Changyao asked the younger brother to bring the three dishes and a soup to the room, and then picked up Yunzuo horizontally.

Yun Zuo buried his face in Ye Changyao's heart, causing the heart buried deep under the flesh to ache, and the sound of coughing turned into sharp thorns, which pierced densely into the heart.

Ye Changyao carried Yun Zuo back to the room, put him on the bed, and got on the bed himself.

Yun Zuo lay in Ye Changyao's arms, feeling Ye Changyao's hand caressing his back, his thoughts were very clear.

His physical condition was obviously deteriorating, and he urgently needed Ye Changyao's help.

After half a cup of tea, his cough stopped.

He rested his chin on Ye Changyao's shoulder, wrapped Ye Changyao's waist with one hand, and played with Ye Changyao's hair with the other, without saying a word.

Ye Changyao didn't say a word, but kept stroking Yun Zuo's back. Yun Zuo lost weight again, and his spine was extremely crumpled.

What broke the silence was a sudden voice: "Guest officer, your food is here."

Ye Changyao got off the bed, opened the door, took the food table from his second brother, took out three dishes and a soup from the food table, put it on the table, and then carried Yun Zuo to the table.

He first filled Yunzuo with a bowl of shrimp and mushroom tofu soup, then raised his hand to cover Yunzuo's throat, and asked with concern, "Does it hurt?"

Yun Zuo shook his head, and instead of eating shrimp and mushroom tofu soup, he folded his hands in his sleeves and wiped off the blood with a silk handkerchief as if nothing had happened.

How can my throat not hurt after coughing so much?

I obviously asked the question knowingly.

Ye Changyao reflected, seeing Yun Zuo shaking his head, he didn't expose it, he just pointed to the bowl of tofu soup with shrimps and mushrooms, and said, "Eat it."

"Yeah." Yun Zuo picked up the porcelain bowl in one hand and the spoon in the other.

A mouthful of warm shrimp and mushroom tofu soup slid down his throat, making his throat feel better.

He didn't realize that a single "um" had exposed his lie.

Ye Changyao hesitated to speak, he wanted to teach Yun Zuo not to be brave, but what if he didn't?

He clearly passed his inner breath to Yunzuo not long ago, but Yunzuo still coughed continuously.

He simply buried his head in his meal, but the sweet and sour short ribs had no sweetness in his mouth.

After a while, he finally asked: "What can I do to relieve your pain?"

Yunzuo pursed his lips and said with a smile: "I'm not coughing twelve hours a day, you don't need to be so worried."

His throat was very sore, and the short passage made him feel like his throat had been torn.

He didn't show any pain, and even ate a piece of bitter melon stuffed meat.

Ye Changyao closed his eyes, and then clasped Yun Zuo's right wrist, which was holding on to the bamboo chopsticks: "Let's set off to see Cuishan."

Yun Zuo asked: "We haven't found out the truth yet, so if we leave at this time, what will happen to Mr. Ruan? Mr. Fan is still asleep, should we leave him in this inn?"

"What does it have to do with me?" Ye Changyao's eyes were full of distress, "Sanlang, all I wish in my life is your safety and well-being. Don't think that I didn't expose you, so I don't know that you are coughing up blood. If things go on like this, Even if you are a green peacock, you will die."

"What's the point of this? After we find out the truth, we can set off to Guancui Mountain." Yun Zuo wanted to fool him, but when he touched Ye Changyao's eyes, he felt guilty.

"Three days, at most three days." Ye Changyao said seriously, "After three days, no matter whether the truth comes out, no matter what happens to Mr. Ruan, no matter whether Mr. Fan wakes up, we must set off to see Cui Mountain."

Ye Changyao's tone was unprecedentedly tough, and Yun Zuo was unable to refuse.

One day later, on September [-]th, Fan Zijia still hadn't woken up.

Two days later, on September [-], at dusk, there was sudden lightning and thunder outside, and the torrential rain immediately poured down.

Yunzuo was startled awake, and as soon as he sat up, he saw Ye Changyao who was guarding him.

Ye Changyao rubbed his forehead hair, and said softly: "I went to Pill Valley Temple, the monks in the temple all said that Shan'an was born in Ruanjia Village, Pill Valley Town, and Shan'an himself insisted that he was born in Pill Valley Town Ruan Family Village."

No clues at all.

Tomorrow, the three-day deadline will come, what should I do?

Yun Zuo thought hard and asked, "What's suspicious about those monks?"

"There is nothing suspicious about the monks I saw." Ye Changyao added, "But I haven't seen the master abbot."

"Thinking about it carefully, we have never seen the master abbot. We heard that the master abbot is in the temple. Did the master abbot hide from us on purpose, or is it just a coincidence?" Yunzuo frowned, "In any case, we must see him See the master abbot."

Ye Changyao glanced at the window hub, and said: "It's stormy outside now, if the master host is avoiding us on purpose, he must not expect that I will go and come back."

"I'll go with you." Yun Zuo hugged Ye Changyao's waist.

Ye Changyao couldn't bear to push Yun Zuo's hand away, and said embarrassingly: "You are not in good health, so you don't want to go with me in case you catch the cold."

"No." Yun Zuo was worried and insisted, "I must go with you."

Ye Changyao said helplessly, "All right."

He put on the coir raincoat and bamboo hat for Yunzuo, and squatted down again.

Yunzuo understood and climbed onto Ye Changyao's back.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, the two of them arrived in front of Pill Valley Temple.

Shan'an was cleaning the main hall, seeing the two of them, he couldn't help asking, "How is Benefactor Fan?"

Yun Zuo said with a smile on his face: "Your benefactor Fan hasn't woken up since he hurt his forehead. Do you think he is well or not?"

No wonder Fan Zijia didn't come to this Pill Valley Temple to pester him.

Shan'an's heart skipped a beat, somehow remembering the way Fan Zijia called him "Ruan Lang".

He asked Yunzou again: "Why is Benefactor Fan unconscious?"

Yun Zuo said indifferently: "It's just a knot in my heart."

Is it because of my own reason to be depressed?

Shan'an felt guilty, and heard Yun Zou ask: "Where is the abbot master?"

"Master should have rested." After he answered, he wanted to ask again, but Yun Zuo and Ye Changyao disappeared without a trace.

They are probably not extraordinary people.

Since he is depressed, even if Fan Zijia wakes up, he won't come to pester him again, right?

For him, this is really good news.

But when will Fan Zijia wake up?

On that side, Yun and Ye went to the squatter rooms and searched one by one. One of the squatter rooms was the most spacious and tidy. It must be the residence of the presiding master, but the abbot was not in it.

The two of them were standing in front of the dormitory, when Yun Zuo suddenly smelled a scent, he immediately opened the door and sniffed carefully.

Ye Changyao didn't notice any strange smell in the squatter room, but suddenly heard Yun Zou say: "The host master is not an ordinary person, nor a monster, it should be the mountain god of this Pill Valley Peak."

When the words fell to the ground, the two of them suddenly heard "Amitabha", and immediately after, the presiding master stepped into the dormitory and closed the door again.

The master abbot came to the two of them unhurriedly, and smiled kindly: "You saw through the green peacock, but your mother is the ancient mythical beast phoenix, and you inherited your mother's blood, so you can see through the poor monk's identity." Not surprising."

Before Yun Zuo could speak, the master abbot said again: "The poor monk can't feel your inner breath at all, are you insane?"

Hearing this, Ye Changyao didn't care about Ruan Xingyuan and Fan Zijia, and asked anxiously, "Master, do you know how to help Sanlang recover his morality?"

The presiding master replied: "It's very easy, just get the phoenix feather left by his mother. As for where the phoenix feather is now, the poor monk doesn't know. Apart from the phoenix feather, there should be a blind introduction..."

Hearing this, Yunzuo was very nervous, for fear that the master abbot would say that the introduction was Ye Changyao's painstaking effort.

Fortunately, the master abbot said next: "As for the introduction of that taste, the poor monk does not know."

Yun Zuo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, this is his secret, and Ye Changyao must not know it.

Ye Changyao was already suspicious of Phoenix Feather, otherwise, from Yun Zuo's performance, why did Yun Zuo not want to go to Guancui Mountain to get Phoenix Feather at all?They should have gone to get the Phoenix Feather first, and then went down to Guancui Mountain to help Fan Zijia find Ruan Xingyuan.

Hearing what the master host said, he immediately felt relieved.

Yun Zuo glanced at Ye Changyao's expression, and then asked bluntly: "Master, is Shan'an Mr. Fan's Ruan Lang?"

The master abbot didn't hide it: "Shan'an is Ruan Lang, the benefactor of Fan."

Yun Zuo asked again: "Did you arrange those five people in Ruan's Village?"

The master abbot nodded: "You guessed right."

Yun Zuo questioned, "Why do you do what you want?"

"In all things in the world, there is only gain if there is loss. Shan'an got the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum and lost his memory. It is very fair to become a monk in this Pill Valley Temple." Make your own choice."

Yun Zuo said clearly: "No wonder he can't remember Mr. Fan, but it turned out that you took his memory away."

"The matter has been settled, Shan'an is a member of the Buddhist sect, and the affairs of the world have nothing to do with Shan'an, you should leave as soon as possible." The host master pointed a finger, and the two were forced out of the dormitory.

At the same time, a voice suddenly penetrated into Yunzuo's ears: The so-called introduction is the heart and soul of the benefactor beside you?

He felt as if he had fallen into a cellar of ice in an instant, every inch of his skin was cold, and the cold air penetrated into his bone marrow, making him almost form a layer of frost and snow.

He pursed his lips and asked, "Can you let Shan'an go?"

After half an hour, there was no reply.

Ye Changyao raised his palm and slapped it, but the door of the hut did not move at all.

He called out "removing the filth" and was about to chop away, but the door of the hut opened by itself. The master presided over the moment and came to Yunzuo, and said: "You cut off a piece of peacock meat and give it to the poor monk, and the poor monk will give it to Shan'an." return his memory."

Before Yun Zuo could answer, Ye Changyao, who was beside him, had already held a sword in front of him, and said sharply, "You don't want to hurt Saburo."

The master abbot didn't force him: "Green Peacock, think about it slowly."

Yun Zuo said behind Ye Changyao: "You are already a mountain god, what's the benefit of getting peacock meat?"

"Mountain God?" The master abbot sneered, "The poor monk is imprisoned here at Pill Valley Peak. If he gets your peacock meat, the poor monk can go down to Pill Valley Peak and leave Pill Valley Town."

"The mountain god guards the peace of this side, and it is your duty. If you go down the Pill Valley Peak and leave Pill Valley Town, what should you do here?" Yun Zuo coughed violently, his face flushed, "Since you are a mountain god, you shouldn't evade your duties."

The master abbot said sarcastically, "Do you know what it's like to be imprisoned here for thousands of years?"

"I don't know what it's like to be imprisoned here for thousands of years, but I know that you must have made a mistake, otherwise, even if you are a mountain god, you won't be unable to descend from Pill Valley Peak." Yunzuo hugged Ye comfortingly Changyao's waist, and then came out from behind Ye Changyao, standing shoulder to shoulder with Ye Changyao.

The master abbot said frankly: "The poor monk did make a mistake, but the poor monk is not mainly responsible. 300 years ago, the mountain torrent on Dangu Peak broke out because of too much precipitation."

"You were not at Pill Valley Peak when the mountain flood broke out?" Yun Zuo knew that he had guessed right when he saw the face of the abbot master changed.

He worriedly said: "If I cut off the peacock meat and gave it to you, how do I know that you won't abandon the people with a radius of hundreds of miles?"

Before the master abbot could answer, he asked again: "How many other mortals are trapped in the temple besides Mr. Ruan?"

The master abbot shook his head and said: "Except for Shan'an, there is no one else. Most of the people in the world only care about themselves. There are many people who come to this Pill Valley Peak to ask for the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, but those who are willing to pay the same price. In a hundred years, there is only Shan'an. Monks are all voluntary monks."

After thinking for a while, Yunzuo made a decision, and confirmed to the master abbot: "If I exchange peacock meat for Mr. Ruan's memory and freedom, will you promise me to protect the safety of this side?"

For the master abbot, his own freedom is naturally much more important than Shan'an, and he immediately said: "Yes."

"That's good." Yun Zuo conjured up a dagger, and was about to cut off a piece of flesh from his forearm, but was stopped by Ye Changyao.

Ye Changyao grabbed Yun Zuo's wrist and said solemnly, "I won't allow you to do this."

The fishy sweetness went straight to the throat, Yun Zuo suppressed it desperately, and comforted him in turn: "I'm fine, I just cut off a piece of meat, and it will grow completely in a few days."

After saying that, a person appeared in the corner of his eyes, it was Fan Zijia. Fan Zijia was drenched, and he came in front of Yun Zuo and Ye Changyao, and said: "I have said goodbye to Master Shan'an, I don't want to find Ruan Lang anymore, I understand that my Ruan Lang is no longer here, Mr. Yun and Mr. Ye, please take me home, I miss my sister."

Not far behind Fan Zijia, stood Shan'an, Shan'an was also drenched with monk robes stuck to his body, he looked even more embarrassed than Fan Zijia.

Shan'an was expressionless, glanced at Fan Zijia, then turned and left.

Yun Zuo looked at Fan Zijia and promised, "I will definitely bring your Ruan Lang back."

Then, he said to Ye Changyao: "Ye Changyao, let go."

Ye Changyao refused, and the two were at a stalemate.

Fan Zijia said innocently: "When can I go home?"

Yun Zuo persuaded: "Husband, the left and right are nothing more than a piece of peacock meat, do you have the heart to see Mr. Fan and Mr. Ruan separated?"

Ye Changyao's eyes were reddened by Yun Zuo: "But I can't bear to see you cut off a piece of flesh from your body."

"I'm fine, it won't hurt too much. Do you remember that I was pierced through the heart, but a piece of flesh was cut off. How can there be pain from being pierced through the heart?" Yun Zuo opened Ye Changyao's fingers with his left hand, pointed , two fingers, three fingers...

Just as he was about to snap off his fourth finger, Ye Changyao actually withdrew his finger from Yun Zuo's wrist.

Yunzuo looked up at Ye Changyao, Ye Changyao was standing in the rain, his face full of pain, Ye Changyao gave him the hat, so he didn't wear the hat now, the rain washed Ye Changyao's face, Ye Changyao As if she was crying, Ye Changyao's hair stuck to her face and neck indiscriminately. Ye Changyao was obviously born with a haze and could stop a child from crying at night, but Ye Changyao in front of him was as fragile as a three-year-old child. Can't do anything, very poor.

"Sorry." He stood on tiptoe, pressed a kiss on Ye Changyao's lips, and then neatly submerged the tip of the dagger into his forearm.

Ye Changyao's lips were unprecedentedly cold, like rain.

With a movement of the dagger, a small piece of flesh left the forearm with blood.

He didn't feel any pain, because his mind was filled with the chill from Ye Changyao's lips.

He collected himself, handed the small piece of meat to the master abbot, and said: "I believe the master will not break his promise, I hope the master will not let me down."

His forearm was sculpted like jade, but now it was bleeding, making that forearm exude a dazzling beauty.

Ye Changyao hurriedly carried Yunzuo to the eaves to hide from the rain, then tore off his clothes and bandaged Yunzuo's forearm.

Yun Zuo's face became even paler, and even his lips were bloodless, but Yun Zuo's eyes were radiant.

Yunzuo stared at Ye Changyao and said, "Sorry, I made you worry about me."

Ye Changyao sighed: "You should apologize to yourself, not to me."

Yun Zuo stroked his forearm and said, "Sorry, I hurt you."

Ye Changyao was at a loss for words for a moment, and stretched out his hand to hug Yunzuo into his arms.

Not long after, the presiding master brought Shan'an, Shan'an's appearance was different from before, when he saw Fan Zijia, he said happily: "Zijia, are you able to get up?"

Fan Zijia ignored Shan'an, instead he hid behind Yunzuo, and asked Yunzou, "Are you in pain?"

In fact, he didn't understand why Yun Zuo did this at all. The object that Yun Zuo took just now should be a dagger?That sharp thing pierced the skin, even cut off a piece of flesh, it must be very painful.

"Yes, it hurts." Yun Zuo felt the pain belatedly. He was still in Ye Changyao's arms, stretched out his intact left hand, brushed away the hair in front of Fan Zijia, and forced a smile, "So, you Be good with Ruan Lang."

Fan Zijia was puzzled and said: "Whether your arm hurts or not has anything to do with me and Ruan Lang?"

Yun Zuo glanced at Shan'an——Ruan Xingyuan, Ruan Xingyuan made Fan Zijia suffer a lot, he couldn't let Ruan Xingyuan get Fan Zijia easily, and said, "I'll tell you when you get home again?"

Fan Zijia said obediently: "Okay."

"Let's go back to the inn." Ye Changyao carried Yun Zuo on his shoulder with one hand, lifted Fan Zijia's back with the other, and flew away.

When he arrived at the inn, he threw Fan Zijia into the room, and carried Yun Zuo back to their room.

Yun Zuo was almost in a coma, and only after Ye Changyao took off his coir raincoat and bamboo hat did he open his eyes.

Ye Changyao, who came into view like a frightened bird, kissed Ye Changyao's lips pityingly: "I want to take a bath."

Ye Changyao asked the younger brother to bring hot water, and carried Yun Zuo into the hot water. While cleaning Yun Zuo, he said apologetically, "It's uncomfortable being carried by me, I'm sorry."

"I don't feel uncomfortable." Yun Zuo traced Ye Changyao's eyebrows and eyes with his fingertips, trying to erase the pain on them, "But I still prefer to be hugged by you."

Ye Changyao originally wanted to blame Yun Zuo, but he was reluctant, so he simply stopped mentioning the matter of talent.

He kissed Yunzou's palm close to his lips, and said, "I'll sleep with you in my arms later."

Yun Zuo pursed his mouth: "Husband, you are really stingy."

It was only then that Ye Changyao realized that Yun Zuo's so-called "hug" was not a simple hug.

He said helplessly: "You are hurt, I will hug you when you get better."

Yun Zuo bit Ye Changyao's earlobe angrily: "It was my forearm that was hurt, not that place."

Ye Changyao was unwilling to compromise, but a numbness spread from the bitten earlobe, forcing him to compromise.

After taking a bath for Yunzuo, he went to bathe himself, and then he hugged Yunzuo tenderly.

After the cloud collected the rain and rested, he reapplied medicine and bandaged Yunzuo, wiped his body for Yunzuo, and tidied himself up before falling asleep with Yunzuo in his arms.

Yu Yun gradually receded, and in the half asleep and half awake, Yun Zuo hugged Ye Changyao back.

The wind and rain outside did not slow down.

Ye Changyao could not sleep listening to the sound of wind and rain.

Yun Zuo was clearly in his arms, but he felt very uneasy.

Yunzuo was repeatedly injured in front of him, but he couldn't do anything.

He claims to be good at Taoism, but why can't he protect Yunzuo well?

He shouldn't have let go before, and there may be other ways, not necessarily the exchange of peacock meat.

But it was too late to regret.

He blamed himself so much that he couldn't sleep all night, watching Dongfang turn pale.

Yun Zuo woke up from Ye Changyao's arms, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he met Ye Changyao's sight.

Ye Changyao's eyes were bloodshot, which showed that he stayed up all night.

He stared at Ye Changyao, remained silent, and then covered his lips.

Ye Changyao catered to Yun Zuo's kiss, and his lips intertwined with Yun Zuo's.

Yun Zuo's lips were soft, although they were slightly cold, they were clearly alive.

He let Yunzuo mess with his mouth, and wrapped the tip of his tongue around Yunzuo's.

Yun Zuo's tongue was extremely obedient, and he curled up shyly after he tasted it thoroughly.

He gently sucked the exposed bottom of his tongue, making it stretch out again.

After the kiss, Yun Zuo was panting, his eyes were full of affection, and his face was red.

Ye Changyao patted Yun Zuo's back lightly, and after Yun Zuo's breathing became stable, he took off the bandage on his forearm.

He thought that after one night, the wound should have bled scabs, and no matter how bad it was, the bleeding should have stopped, but after the bandage was removed, the scarlet flowed down slowly again.

He brought the hemostatic powder that he had used yesterday, carefully sprinkled it on the wound, bandaged it, and then asked, "When will your wound heal?"

Yun Zuo is not an ordinary person, he was just cut off a piece of flesh, and he will recover soon.

But he stared at himself to see the fresh wound, but he was completely uncertain.

His health was deteriorating, and the wound would take several days to heal.

He didn't want to deceive Ye Changyao, so he said truthfully: "I don't know either."

Ye Changyao didn't say anything more, but touched Yunzuo's stomach and said, "Are you hungry? How about we go have breakfast? After breakfast, we will set off to Guancui Mountain."

"Yeah." Yun Zuo didn't object.

He washed Yunzuo first, put on his clothes, and washed himself, before knocking on Fan Zijia's door.

Fan Zijia immediately opened the door, smiled at the two of them and said, "Are you going home?"

Before, when Fan Zijia saw them, the first thing he said would be "Did you see Ruan Lang?" But after waking up, Fan Zijia never mentioned Ruan Lang.

If Ruan Xingyuan wanted Fan Zijia to change his mind, he might have to work hard.

The wound on Fan Zijia's forehead had already produced a thick scab of blood, covered by his forehead hair, at first glance, there was nothing unusual, but Fan Zijia's eyes were red and swollen, and he must have cried a lot.

Yunzuo smiled and said: "Go downstairs and have breakfast first, after breakfast, we will take you home."

Fan Zijia said excitedly: "That's great."

The three of them then went downstairs to have breakfast, before breakfast was over, Yun Zuo saw Ruan Xingyuan.

Ruan Xingyuan had already taken off his monk's robe and put on an ordinary gown. It was obviously just a change of gown, but he didn't look like a monk at all.

When he saw Fan Zijia, his eyes lit up, he rushed to Fan Zijia and said, "Zijia, I finally found you."

Fan Zijia said, "I don't know you."

Ruan Xingyuan said anxiously: "I am your Ruan Lang."

"You and I will never see each other from now on. The mountains are high and the rivers are long, and we will never see each other." This was written in Ruan Xingyuan's letter. Every word was engraved on Fan Zijia's heart, making that heart bloody, and he already knew it. I can't write anymore, it was my sister who read it to him. He didn't believe that Ruan Lang would be so heartless, but after these few days, he has believed it. My sister didn't deceive him. Ruan Lang really doesn't want him anymore. Why did Ruan Lang in front of him come to him? He didn't understand, and he didn't want to understand. He had already given up on Ruan Lang. He shouldn't worry my sister anymore. He should go home.

From now on, he will no longer ask people "Have you seen Ruan Lang?" every day.

Ruan Xingyuan naturally remembered that these words were written in his unfeeling letter to Fan Zijia. When he wrote this unfeeling letter, his heart was pierced, but he had to write it.

At that time, he had already made a deal with the mountain god. He promised to exchange his memory and freedom for the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, because the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum could save Fan Zijia's life.

After writing this unfeeling letter, he can make Fan Zijia give up, and after giving up, Fan Zijia will stop thinking about him, and he can find a lover who is thousands of times better than him to spend his life together.

But he didn't expect that he would regain his memory and freedom.

Thinking back on how he treated Fan Zijia these past few days, he wanted to beat himself to death.

Before the amnesia, he was never willing to let Fan Zijia suffer even a little, but after the amnesia, he made Fan Zijia humble like an ant, and even knocked his head to pieces.

It is right for Fan Zijia to be angry with him now, but he should not be ignored.

He couldn't help calling out: "Zijia..."

Fan Zijia pretended not to hear about it, and ate his breakfast. After breakfast, he said to Yun and Ye: "Mr. Yun, Mr. Ye, let's go."