Gu Pan Lanling

Gao Zhan didn't stay long, he was not feeling well, and when he left the fairy mountain where he cultivated, he would feel uncomfortable all over.

When Gao Zhan left, Gu Zimo and Gao Changgong personally sent him to the carriage.

Gu Zimo clearly saw the temperature in Gao Changgong's eyes getting colder as the carriage went further and further away.

"Your Highness..."

He wanted to ask, what happened back then?

Gao Zhan obviously felt guilty. What happened to make Gao Zhan, who could kill even his brothers, feel so guilty towards Gao Changgong?

"What did he tell you?"

Gao Changgong withdrew his gaze from a distance, and when he looked at Gu Zimo, his eyes had regained their composure.

But the tone of his speech was hard to ignore.

"It's nothing...just chatting casually."

Is it an illusion?

Gu Zimo always felt that Gao Changgong was pretending to be calm at the moment.

Is he worried about what he just heard from the Supreme Emperor?

"Go back." Gao Changgong walked in.

Gu Zimo was very surprised that Gao Changgong actually believed his own words.

But thinking about it, he was also exhausted.

Sure enough, as soon as he entered, he saw Gao Changgong went to the hot spring. He might have caught a cold and sneezed several times in a row.

Gu Zimo returned to his room, glanced at the neatly folded clothes and the things he wanted to return to Gao Changgong, feeling puzzled for a while.

Now how to do?

Gao Changgong has come back, should he go?

Obviously, it was impossible to go.

Sleeping for fragrance, the quilt was lifted, and they got into a big stove.

Gu Zimo smelled the pleasant scent of plum blossoms.

Gao Changgong was already lying on his side and fast asleep.

The room was pitch black, even if he couldn't see Gao Changgong's appearance clearly at this time, he could guess that it was the sleeping face of a beauty that is unparalleled in the world today.

At Chenshi the next day, Gu Zimo was forcibly dragged up.

He couldn't fall asleep at all last night because of Gao Changgong's scalding body temperature, and he only fell asleep when it was almost dawn.

After not sleeping for a while, he was woken up by someone, which made him suddenly angry to wake up.

"What are you doing, don't bother me, go away..."

"Gu Zimo, do you dare to let me go away?"

Gao Changgong actually scratched Gu Zimo's nose with his hair.

Gu Zimo sneezed and opened his eyes dissatisfied.

"You are so childish!"

"Hurry up and wash up and tidy up, and I won't be able to make it before dark."

Gu Zimo glared at Gao Changgong, "Where are you taking me again? The military camp? I don't want to go there...I'm in the palace."

Gao Changgong was slightly taken aback by Gu Zimo's reaction, then regained his composure, and reached out to stroke his hair, "It's not the military camp, it's Mangshan Mountain."

"Mangshan? Is that the Mangshan where you win more with less?"

Regarding the battle at Mangshan, Gu Zimo was fascinated by what he heard, and he never confirmed it with Gao Changgong.

Is it true?

Two hundred elite soldiers fighting against 20 enemy troops sounds unbelievable.

Even if the gods descended to earth, it would be difficult to reverse the situation.

How did Gao Changgong do it?

"Uh..." Gao Changgong glanced at him, but didn't explain much.

However, Gu Zimo came to his senses, "Your Highness, tell me, you were very famous in the Battle of Mangshan, and even the common people and soldiers wrote the "Lanling King's Entrance Song" to commemorate that battle. Sing a few lines, the new general will enter the array to compose string songs, and agree with Lanling Jiayu.

Make dancers and drinkers, and turn into a guest at the banquet... Cough cough cough, out of tune, hey, my talent in singing is really not good..."

"You... Forget it, let's go, go to the dining room."

Gao Changgong didn't say what he wanted to say.

Gu Zimo felt that Gao Changgong was a little weird.However, usually at this time, it is a time when others are helpless, because he will not tell anyone what he thinks.

When he arrived at the dining room, seeing a table full of delicious food, Gu Zimo started to gobble it up.

"Cough cough... cough cough..."

"No one is robbing you." Seeing Gu Zimo choking, Gao Changgong frowned.

Gu Zimo was still chomping, "Ahem, I'm afraid that I won't be able to eat such delicious food when I go to Mang Mountain, so I should eat more... But this is the first time I have traveled far, and I am so tall. I haven't left Quanyong City yet...

Like Yecheng, Mangshan, I really want to see it... I'm really happy that you can take me there this time. Hey, how is the climate in Mangshan?Should I grab some soil and bring it with me, if the water and soil are not acclimatized..."

"Need not."

"Take it with you, just in case..."

"You won't be acclimatized." Gao Changgong's tone was very affirmative.

Gu Zimo was slightly taken aback, "Why do you seem to know my own body better than myself... This is the first time I have traveled far..."

"I don't know if I say I won't. I'm ready to leave after eating." Gao Changgong didn't want to talk too much with him on this topic, so he got up and walked out of the dining room.

Gu Zimo was already full, but when he thought that there might not be any food that he was used to eating at Mangshan, he felt a little annoyed, should he pretend to be some delicious food and bring it with him?

But Gao Changgong didn't like the smell of food in the carriage. If he knew it, he would throw it out by himself?

"Mr. Zimo, why are you still here? His Highness is waiting for you."

"Understood, I'll go right away." Sighing, he had no choice but to give up these delicacies.

As soon as he left the gate of the palace, he saw the carriage parked there.

When Gu Zimo got into the carriage, he smelled a crispy smell, "Almond crisp?"

He burst into joy instantly, "Your Highness, wow, you are so kind..."

Gao Changgong's lips moved, but he didn't speak, but the line of his lips was slightly raised.

We arrived at Mang Mountain after dark.

Mangshan was different from Gu Zimo's imagination.

Probably because of the flames of war, this place looks very barren.

The two got out of the carriage and finally found an inn.

"Your Highness, this inn is so deserted..."

Gu Zimo whispered in Gao Changgong's ear.

He always felt that this inn was a bit gloomy, wouldn't it be haunted?

Gao Changgong seemed to see his concerns, "This inn is the most prosperous in the entire Mangshan generation, and it is very safe."

"With a word from you, Your Highness, I will feel at ease."

I don't know why, probably because Gao Changgong achieved the status of God of War with less victories and more achievements here, so he came to Mang Mountain, which made him worship and trust Gao Changgong inexplicably here.

"How many rooms do you two want?" the shopkeeper asked.

"one."

The two spoke in unison.

Gu Zimo looked at Gao Changgong resentfully, but fortunately Gao Changgong answered the same as him and did not let him live separately.

When he arrived at the room, Gao Changgong saw that Gu Zimo was lying on the couch without taking off his lazy shoes, looking exhausted.

The corners of his lips curled slightly, and Gao Changgong looked at him jokingly: "This king has given you a chance, and you are the one who wants to live with this king."

Gu Zimo sat up, "Your Highness, I'm a newcomer. I don't have a plan in my heart. With you, the God of War, by my side, I naturally feel more at ease."

"Oh, this king has made you feel at ease, can you make this king feel at ease?" Gao Changgong suddenly looked at him with burning eyes.

Gu Zimo's heart skipped a beat when he was watched, "Your Highness... I'm really tired, and... I was not healed by you last time... I... can't... I can't of……"

Gao Changgong burst out laughing, "What are you pretending to be?"

"Ah? Your Highness, you..."

"Ben Wang said that his body should be stable. At night, you'd better not step on the quilt, and sleep soundly. Don't toss about this king. I will cover him with a quilt all night, which will affect my sleep."

Gu Zimo let out a long breath of relief, "Ah, don't worry, Your Highness, I will definitely not kick the quilt... I will definitely not push the quilt..."

"Go to bed early, tomorrow, we have to hurry."

After Gao Changgong finished speaking, he blew out the candles and got on the couch.

The two were tired after driving all day, and fell asleep not long after lying down.

Gu Zimo had a dream.

In the flames of war, there is a god of war dressed in white, charging into battle among the enemy troops, he is like a god, no, he is a god.

Light up the dark world.

When he took off his mask and revealed a peerless face, Gu Zimo suddenly wanted to cry.

"It's him, it's him, he's here, he's here..."

Waking up from the dream, Gao Changgong had already gotten up, and his figure was no longer beside him.

Gu Zimo's heartbeat has been very manic.

Why did he have that strange feeling in the dream.

Want to cry, but with a trace of happiness...

What is going on with that inexplicable and complicated emotion?

Probably Gao Changgong's Mangshan battle was so famous that he was completely infected.

Gu Zimo didn't bother to think about it, because Gao Changgong returned to the room soon.

With a steaming steamed bun in hand.

"Are you awake? Go wash up, eat the buns, and we'll hurry."

Gu Zimo was already hungry. After tidying up, he wolfed down a bun in each hand.

"It's delicious! Did it just come out of the pan? When we arrived here last night, we didn't see any buns for sale. Where did you buy them?"

Gao Changgong ignored him, but poured Gu Zimo a glass of water calmly.

Sure enough, Gu Zimo ate too fast and choked.

"Reincarnated as a starving ghost?" Gao Changgong patted him on the back gently despite his distasteful tone, and handed him the dried water.

"Your Highness, don't you want to eat?"

Gu Zimo saw that there were still a lot of buns, and he couldn't finish them all by himself.

"You eat first." Gao Changgong reached out to wipe the soup from the corner of Gu Zimo's mouth.

Gu Zimo instantly felt the part of his mouth that he touched became hot, "I...cough cough, I'm full."

Gao Changgong glanced at the remaining buns, took one and ate it, then wrapped the other buns.

"Let's go."

When Gu Zimo followed Gao Changgong out of the inn, he heard the shopkeeper talking to his wife.

"Grandpa, look at you. You are looking at that young master. Our son just wants to have a bite of old Qin's steamed stuffed bun. Isn't it only 20 miles away? You won't buy it..."

Gu Zimo's heart twitched violently, and the hand holding the bun suddenly felt heavy.

Looking at Gao Changgong, he found Gao Changgong's face was calm.

"Your Highness, do you get up very early in the morning? You can only buy this steamed stuffed bun twenty miles away, why do you only eat one..."