The Rebirth Of The General Who Always Sees Himself As A Replacement

When the consciousness returned to his body, what Mu Zhiming felt at first was pain. He was in a daze, his head was dizzy, his limbs were numb, and he couldn't open his eyes no matter what.

He could feel that he was lying down, but he didn't know where he was, until he vaguely heard his father's sigh and his mother's cry, he guessed that he should be in the mansion of Duke Yan.

Sometimes the side of the bed was noisy and sometimes quiet, just when Mu Zhiming was drowsy, he felt someone holding his hand, with a strength that he didn't dare to use force but didn't want to let go.

The man's palm was broad and warm, so familiar and reassuring.

Mu Zhiming recalled in a trance a long, long time ago, when he walked alone from the cold sky and snow to the bridge above the churning blood, it was the same warm palm that held his hand and led him back to the warm world.

Such tenderness, how could it not be nostalgic.

Mu Zhiming barely opened his eyes, but felt dizzy, and there were continuous buzzing sounds and someone's shout in his ears: "Master is awake, hurry up, go and call Master, Madam, and the doctor."

He resisted the pain and turned his head to look, and met Gu Heyan's bloodshot eyes, but deep in his eyes were ecstatic.

In fact, Gu Heyan's condition is extremely poor. He has not eaten properly for many days and has injuries on his body. Even his body can't stand it. However, Gu Heyan wants to stay by Mu Zhiming's bed no matter what he says, no one can persuade him.

Because of this, Mu Zhiming saw him as soon as he opened his eyes.

Seeing the gentleness of the world, he hides his eyes deeply for life after life.

"He, He Yan, you're out of prison." Mu Zhiming's breath was unsteady, and just after he finished speaking, tears welled up in his eyes.

Gu Heyan nodded, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and when he spoke, his voice was trembling: "The emperor has rehabilitated me."

Mu Zhiming choked with sobs and murmured: "That's great... that's great..."

Before the pair of fateful mandarin ducks could say a few words, a bunch of people entered the room, including Mu Boren and Gong Shi who loved their son, Wen Heyin who cried "Young Master", and Kuang who stepped forward to take Mu Zhiming's pulse. The doctor, and Xia Wu who tried to persuade Gu Heyan to rest.

In this world, it was supposed to be so noisy, so that it could be called a land of splendor.

Although Mu Zhiming's injury would not endanger his life, he would suffer a lot because of his skin and flesh. Dr. Kuang gave him a lot of pain-relieving and sleeping herbs to make him feel more comfortable during the recuperation period.

So for a while, Mu Zhiming was always groggy, lethargic no matter day or night.

On this day, when he woke up from the dream, Mu Zhiming opened his eyes in a daze, but what he saw for a moment was boundless darkness. If it wasn't for the severe pain in his body, Mu Zhiming would really mistakenly think that he was still sleeping middle.

He was not very awake, he was in the chaos of half-dream and half-awake, it took him some time to realize that it was late at night, and then he heard the sound of the room door being pushed open quietly.

The candle light illuminated one side, although it was not dazzling, but for Mu Zhiming who had just woken up from the darkness, it still felt very dazzling and uncomfortable, he quickly closed his eyes again, and turned his head slightly.

At this time, Dr. Xia's voice sounded softly: "General, it will be dawn in half an hour, and you are all injured, you should go to the soft couch in the next room to sleep for a while, don't sit on this recliner and wait caught."

Gu Heyan: "It's fine."

Dr. Xia: "This... well then, general, please drink this bowl of medicine."

Gu Heyan: "Okay."

After a while, Doctor Xia exited the wing room, and the surroundings were plunged into darkness again.

Just at this moment when he was recovering, Mu Zhiming became more awake, and his limbs seemed to gather some strength. He was about to open his eyes again, when he suddenly felt someone holding his left hand.

Instead of holding it, it's better to hold it carefully. Mu Zhiming's palm was wounded. Gu Heyan avoided his wound and gently squeezed his fingertips, then kissed the gauze-wrapped part of his palm distressedly.

As if feeling that such comfort was not enough, Gu Heyan sat lightly beside the bed again, bent his left elbow to Mu Zhiming's ear, lowered his head and kissed his forehead, then put his lips on Mu Zhiming's, Tongue out to lick his lips.

Gu Heyan had just drank the medicine, his lips and tongue were hotter than body temperature, warm and moist with a faint bitter herbal smell, and he kissed very reservedly, as soft as a pigeon feather caressing, suddenly, numb and numb The feeling of itching from the corner of Mu Zhiming's mouth directly into his heart.

Due to his temperament, Gu Heyan seldom kisses Mu Zhiming actively on weekdays, let alone kiss him sneakily as if he is doing something bad. Mu Zhiming's heart beats like a drum, and he is curious about what Gu Heyan will do next, so he keeps kissing him. Eyes closed.

After kissing twice, Gu Heyan straightened up, sat on the side of the bed, stretched out his hand to gently smooth Mu Zhiming's temple hair, and then put his hand under the quilt, all the way down.

Mu Zhiming who closed his eyes tightly: "!!!"

Gu Heyan's hand didn't rest on Mu Zhiming's body, but it was more difficult to ignore than falling on him. Mu Zhiming could feel Gu Heyan's hand slipping by his side, with an imperceptible wind, It doesn't stop until it reaches the waist, it doesn't stop until it reaches the hips, it doesn't stop until it reaches the knees, and then...

Then Gu Heyan pulled out his hand, and tucked up the quilt for Mu Zhiming.

Mu Zhiming: "..."

Lord Hou thought that the general was going to play tricks on him, so he was so nervous that he stopped breathing, but the general just wanted to find out if the quilt was warm enough, and if it was not warm enough, he went to get a soup lady.

Gu Heyan stood up and wanted to sit back on the recliner next to the bed.

Mu Zhiming opened his eyes and called him: "He Yan."

Gu Heyan turned around just now, when he heard this, his body froze, and he turned his head slowly: "...Are you awake?"

Mu Zhiming smiled and said, "Yes."

Gu Heyan struggled to death: "How long have you been awake?"

Mu Zhiming: "I woke up when you kissed me secretly."

Gu Heyan: "..."

Mu Zhiming suddenly felt a little regretful, if the surroundings were a little brighter, he would definitely be able to see that Gu Heyan's earlobes were so red that they were about to bleed.

Mu Zhiming propped himself up with his uninjured elbow, and moved to the inner side of the bed: "He Yan, you lie on the bed."

Seeing him moving around, Gu Heyan hurriedly said: "Don't move, slow down, I can lie down."

Mu Zhiming's body was indeed in severe pain, so he stopped forcing himself and lay down on his side.

Gu Heyan straightened the bedding and lay down beside Mu Zhiming.

Venus hung in the air, Xi shimmered through the window, the two lay facing each other, and the outline of each other's facial features could be vaguely seen, Gu Heyan asked him: "Why didn't you sleep?"

Mu Zhiming hooked Gu Heyan's fingers restlessly, and rubbed his fingertips to play: "Enough sleep, I can't sleep."

"Does it hurt?" Gu Heyan asked worriedly, "Do you want to call Doctor Xia?"

Mu Zhiming smiled: "No, I want to talk to you, we haven't been alone for a long time."

Gu Heyan: "Healing the pain is the most important thing."

Mu Zhiming gritted his teeth in hatred because of his incomprehension, he suddenly thought of something, he bent his eyes and smiled a bit slyly, he said: "He Yan, I'm asking you something, you are not allowed to lie."

Gu Heyan: "...OK."

Mu Zhiming smiled and said: "Before we got engaged, we stayed in the hotel together many times, and it was not uncommon for us to sleep on the same bed. Have you...have you ever secretly kissed me while I was fast asleep?"

Gu Heyan: "..."

General Gu turned over silently, with his back to Mu Zhiming.

He said he couldn't lie, but he didn't say he couldn't not answer.

Facing Gu Heyan's actions, Mu Zhiming was taken aback for a moment, then realized something, and shouted with a surprised smile: "You have secretly kissed, but you have actually secretly kissed?!"

This was beyond Mu Zhiming's expectation.

Gu Heyan: "..." His back was as silent as a rock.

"He Yan, what are you doing with your back to me?" Mu Zhiming was overjoyed, determined to tease him, and his tone was a little more malicious, "You have never turned your back to me like this before, you always hugged me. Mine, look at you today, not only did you not hug me or answer my words, you also ignored me, leaving me alone to Leng Yue."

Gu Heyan: "...You have injuries on your body, so you can't hug them."

Mu Zhiming smiled and said, "Even if you can't hug me, you can't turn your back on me."

Gu Heyan: "..."

Mu Zhiming put his hand on his shoulder and shook lightly: "He Yan, turn around, I don't want you to answer, is that good?"

Hearing this, Gu Heyan turned around hesitantly, and faced Mu Zhiming again.

Mu Zhiming would not let him go easily, he smiled wantonly and brightly: "It's okay not to answer, but if you ever kissed me secretly, you have to nod."

Gu Heyan: "..."

Seeing Mu Zhiming's expectant face, Gu Heyan couldn't bear to dampen his interest, so he had to admit it and nodded silently.

Mu Zhiming's eyes sparkled, and he asked eagerly, "When? Where?"

Gu Heyan closed his eyes, the more shy he felt, the more indifferent his voice became, and the words he said at this moment were cold: "...in a small frontier village four years ago, the first day we lived in the inn."

Mu Zhiming was stunned. At that time, he thought that Gu Heyan hated and didn't like him. Who would have thought that he had been secretly kissed by Gu Heyan, so he couldn't help shouting: "What?! Four Years ago?!"

Gu Heyan: "..."

Gu Heyan turned over again, turning his back to Mu Zhiming.

"He Yan." Mu Zhiming smiled loudly, and slowly moved over, resting his forehead on Gu Heyan's back, "When you don't feel shy, can you repeat the actions of that day? Kiss me, look how pitiful I am covered in injuries, you must not let me scratch your heart and lungs, right? Promise me."

Gu Heyan took a deep breath, turned around, stroked Mu Zhiming's chin, lifted his chin, leaned forward, and kissed carefully like a dragonfly on water.

Mu Zhiming blinked: "It's just like that?"

Gu Heyan: "Yes."

Mu Zhiming smiled coyly, leaned forward and kissed Gu Heyan passionately, pried open his jaws with his tongue arrogantly, and took the initiative to stick the soft tongue into his mouth, allowing him to suck it wantonly, taking away his breath.

After kissing for a long time, the two were willing to part. Panting, Mu Zhiming licked his bitten red lips and joked: "Four years ago, you should have kissed me like this."

But this sentence was a joke, but Gu Heyan took it seriously, he said softly: "...But if I really do this, you will feel scared and push me away."

Mu Zhiming wanted to refute: "I...I..." But if he said he couldn't, he would be lying.

He thought for a while, then tightened Gu Heyan's hand, and said seriously: "Heyan, the thing I regret the most in my life is that I didn't understand your intention earlier, but fortunately, Nanfeng knows the king's will, and for the rest of my life, I will I will never let down your love."

Gu Heyan kissed his hand: "Get well soon, I want to hug you."

Mu Zhiming curled his lips: "Okay."

Doctor Xia, who stood at the door for a long time and dared not go in, looked at the bowl full of medicinal soup in his hand and scratched his head.

Forget it, reheat it and bring it over again.