After the general fell ill

Su Ce had passed the news of the victory back to Chang'an, and ordered the whole army to take the food in the ancient city of Ju and eat enough.

After drinking the decoction, Gu Yan's army hadn't returned yet, and Su Ce didn't send troops to inquire. He seemed to have a well-thought-out plan and believed in Gu Yan's ability for no reason.

At the end of the war, Su Ce's spirit on the battlefield still seemed to be surging in his chest. He held back his soldiers and climbed up to the highest peak of a short mountain near Weishui step by step, leaning on a tree trunk to overlook the burning ancient city of Ju at the foot of the mountain.

He ordered the empty city to be burned directly. The flames danced with the cold wind in the night, and black smoke filled the sky.

Su Ce's eyes reflected the scorching fire, and he stared at it alone for a long time, as if he finally felt tired after the war. He slowly sat on the rock beside the forest, his eyes following the dazzling fire at the foot of the mountain.

Maybe it took a long time, maybe it took less than a moment, when Su Ce was in a trance, he felt someone pat him on the right shoulder, and before he turned around to confirm, this person sat beside him.

"The night above the vastness is so beautiful." Gu Yan sighed.

"Really." Su Ce's voice was light and fluttering, as if he had just noticed the beautiful night sky with bright moon and bright stars above his head, looked up, and muttered to himself, "Indeed."

"Did you catch Zhi Jie?" Su Ce asked with a sideways look.

Gu Yan nodded, and heard him ask again: "Are you injured?"

Gu Yan shook his head, just about to ask about Su Ce's body, but Su Ce seemed to know what he had to say, raised his hand and untied the scarlet forehead band to cover his eyes, his sight was filled with scarlet red for a moment, and the sound came from his ear. Su Ce's chuckle.

"I want to see for myself."

Gu Yan relaxed his body and let Su Ce throw his armor belt beside the rock, feeling Su Ce's warm palm caressing his body.

Su Ce's hands are always as cold as winter, but now Xu still has blood boiling after the war. Su Ce's movements are not rushed, like a silent invitation.

"I believe you." Su Ce gently pecked Gu Yan's eyes through his forehead, and then moved all the way down, touching his lips.

When he came back to his senses, Su Ce's forehead belt had already been left on the ground, and the up and down positions had been reversed. Only the white underwear remained on both sides.

They are no longer chattering like when discussing the tactical sand table. On a night full of fire and moonlight, they carry the aftertaste of their passion from the battlefield, and they are silent as they rub their ears.

It's hard to tell whether it's for love or venting, or to kill excess energy. At the moment when the enemy who has been entrenched in their hearts for many years is destroyed, they fill the emptiness with sweat and kisses.

Until the sun rose, the fire in the ancient city of Ju was still on. Su Ce and Gu Yan sat on the rock hugging each other, watching the arrival of a new day with half-open eyes.

Watching - the new day of the Qin Dynasty's rising sun.

It was also a new day for two exhausted generals.

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40. Marriage

"Leaving aside the matter behind the scenes, Ting Yuan, when you return to Chang'an, you want to have a formal wedding with me. You don't want a full house, but you want to wear a wedding dress for Qing."

The result of all night's indulgence was that Su Ce's headache relapsed. Cao Shiren, the accompanying military doctor who rushed over with a medicine box, lifted the curtain and was immediately watched by several people in the room.

Let the old man see, Gu Yan, He Liang, Li Yi, Wen Shuang, Lu Ji, Zhang Can, plus Su Ce lying on the bed, all the generals of the army gathered together, those who didn't know thought they were discussing military affairs , Cao Shiren slandered inwardly, and walked straight to Su Ce without squinting.

Mr. Cao is an old god, and affected by his temperament, the generals around him automatically give way, carefully controlling the rhythm of breathing, not daring to breathe.

Su Ce glanced at Gu Yan with a rather helpless expression.

This morning, they dressed slowly. After a crazy night, Su Ce didn't feel any discomfort, and even felt extremely happy.

However, maybe the spring breeze is not beautiful. When Su Ce and Gu Yan went down the mountain hand in hand, the cold wind in the morning suddenly felt dizzy and dizzy. After struggling all the way back to the military tent, the headache intensified and the pain came suddenly.

Su Ce couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead, and soon Gu Yan, who was always watching him by his side, felt uncomfortable. Regardless of his objection, he dragged him onto the bed and ordered his soldiers to invite Cao Shiren.

Unexpectedly, the soldiers were in good spirits after the big victory last night, and they didn't see the commander for another night. Li Yi and He Liang's lieutenants surrounded Gu Su when they saw them coming back. Su Ce's symptoms were noticed immediately, and a pass Ten, ten to one hundred, this is the scene when Cao Shiren came in for consultation.

"But the old disease relapsed?" Gu Yan asked eagerly, regretting for a while, why did he indulge Su Ce last night.

Fighting side by side with Su Ce is his unattainable ideal, and now Su Ce is really galloping with him on the vast grassland, crossing Weishui on horseback at night, they are clearly in different battlefields, but they uphold the same belief in combat.

——for victory!

The victory prompted him to join forces with Su Ce in the west of Weishui, and the realization of their ideals was close at hand. When he discussed the decisive battle plan with Su Ce, when he led the army to block the only way that Zhijie was fleeing in embarrassment. think.

——Grab Zhijie!

He didn't care about the achievements of the history books, nor the prosperity and peace of Qian Qiuye, he just wanted to make Su Ce's efforts not in vain.

He and Su Ce complement each other.

To fulfill each other's ideals that cannot be stranded even because of death, to fulfill each other's deepest and deepest obsessions, to fulfill his pride, to fulfill his achievements, to fulfill his invincibility and invincibility.

Now, everything is over, and he only cares about Su Ce's safety.

Stared straight at by six pairs of tiger-like eyes, Cao Shiren looked calm, and after the usual look and question, he stroked his beard and looked at Gu Yan meaningfully.

"The general's illness has not recurred, so you can rest assured." As soon as this remark came out, the tense atmosphere in the military tent visibly relaxed a little, and Cao Shiren continued: "The general just occasionally suffered from a headache. He must have caught a cold last night. Fortunately, I didn't catch the cold, so the old man prescribed a medicine, and I can rest slowly."

"That's good."

Several young generals breathed a sigh of relief. They seemed to want to take care of Su Ce in the military tent. When Cao Shiren was writing the prescription, Su Ce hurriedly said that he was in good health and that the general was there. It's not an exaggeration to advise them to go and get busy with their own tasks.

After Cao Shiren also went out to make medicine, the army tent suddenly became quiet, only Su Ce and Gu Yan were left.

Headaches are tolerable to Su Ce, rather than all the ailments in this world, the difference is only in the ones that affect movement and the ones that don't hinder daily life.

Seeing that Gu Yan was still standing there stupidly, Su Ce knew that his clear mind was thinking about weird things again, and he might not know how to blame himself, so he immediately pulled him onto the bed without saying a word.

Gu Yan was stunned for a while by Su Ce's simple and rude actions. At this moment, he seemed to be a different person from the energetic general last night. Su Ce patted the top of his head lightly, and said amusedly: "Mr. Cao said that I It's okay, Ting Yuan, don't think about it, we'll talk about it when we get back to Chang'an."

"Where are you getting married? Did you go back to Chang'an?" Gu Yan came back to his senses, buried his head in Su Ce's chest, and said in a dull voice.

"Then what does Ting Yuan think?" Su Ce put his arms around his broad back, trying to use Gu Yan's clear breath to ease his thorn-like headache.

"An Lan, let's do it today." Gu Yan straightened up from Su Ce's arms suddenly, and then gently reached out to massage his head under Su Ce's puzzled gaze.

Su Ce stared deeply at the only partner he had identified in this life. Before he met Gu Yan, he walked alone. He could no longer remember the appearance of his father's death when he was crowned at the age of 16. There were mourning banners all over the sky. Or maybe he was dressed in cold mourning clothes, he only remembered his father's eagerly looking eyes and the advice echoing in his ears.

He also couldn't think of the romantic life when he was suppressed by Meng Xian. It was a gathering of the children of the aristocratic family, or the singing and dancing in the restaurant. That was not the real him. It's just pretending, unless he pretends for a lifetime and writes it into the history books, otherwise it can't be true.

He was Gu Yan who met in this situation—the first confidant in his life, long before he met Liang Mao, who he sold his property to follow, and long before he met Wang Fang, who had the same political views as him.

Long before he set foot on the battlefield, Gu Yan came neither too late nor too early—just right.

"Okay, today is the day!"

In his eyes, Gu Yan's face suddenly changed into the appearance of eight years ago, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into the mature and stern face of today.

He was about to get married to the boy Lang whom he had missed for seven years, as if responding to his expectation, Gu Yan gently raised the hair on the side of his face with his hands, in the land of Udi thousands of miles away from Chang'an, accompanied by the bright morning In the sunshine, the two young generals who have spanned seven years gently kiss each other.

The irritable pain in his head seemed to disappear suddenly, and Su Ce chuckled softly.

He Liang, who sent the decoction to the army tent along the way, looked up and saw the two people full of affection and affection.

"Cough cough."

The charming atmosphere disappeared in an instant, and He Liang, who was stared at by the two at the same time, pointed to the medicine bowl he placed on the table, and said with a smile: "The general will continue, so Marquis An will continue, and I will retire at the end."

After saying that, He Liang cupped his hands and saluted, without waiting for Gu Su and the two to reply, he hurriedly lifted the curtain and left.

Gu Yan got up to stay on the bed, holding the medicine bowl in his hand, and after passing it to Su Ce, he took two wine containers from the table, and while Su Ce was still bored, he poured the soup and medicine in the medicine bowl to the wine vessels respectively, The reply was passed to Su Ce.

"It's a pity, there is no gourd ladle." Gu Yan looked regretful, reluctantly