Gu Pan Lanling

"Gao Changgong! You are simply not human!"

When Gu Zimo woke up early in the morning, he found that his body seemed to be crushed, and he was so weak that he couldn't even lift his fingers.

Gao Changgong came in with a bowl of hot porridge. Hearing Gu Zimo scolding him, the corners of his lips curled slightly, "What? You want to turn your back on you at dawn? I don't know who begged me not to stop last night..."

"Shut up! It's not you...me! You...you..."

Gu Zimo's face was flushed, Gao Changgong was really hateful sometimes.

Especially in that kind of thing, if you hooked him up, but didn't give it to him, he insisted on being so suffocated that he was about to explode, and even said something to seduce him...

Gu Zimo's scalp tingles when he thinks about it, why is Gao Changgong such a rascal.

Obviously looks so otherworldly.

"Drink the porridge."

Gao Changgong sat by the couch with a bowl in his hand.

Gu Zimo glared at him, "Drink porridge again."

"Take you to the town to eat special snacks in the evening."

"It's not too bad." Being fed by Gao Changgong was too awkward, Gu Zimo took the bowl by himself, "I'll just eat it myself, you...you go and eat yours."

Gao Changgong didn't get up and leave.

Instead, he watched Gu Zimo drink the porridge one mouthful at a time, and when Gu Zimo was about to finish drinking, Suzhe's voice came from outside the door: "Your Highness..."

Seeing that Gao Changgong ignored Su Zhe's intentions, Gu Zimo hurriedly said: "Go, Su Zhe calls you..."

Gao Changgong got up and glanced at the bowl in Gu Zimo's hand, "Drink it."

"Know it."

Gao Changgong then turned and left.

Gu Zimo lowered his head, scooped up a spoonful of porridge and drank it, and found that today's porridge seemed to taste very sweet, maybe it was because... he had warmed up with Gao Changgong last night.

Thinking of last night, Gu Zimo's face burned.

Obviously, as a man, being oppressed by another man is something that he is unwilling to accept from the bottom of his heart.

But last night...

Why on earth did it become, it seems that the love is deep, and he is eager to cater to him.

Gu Zimo shook his head, trying to keep himself awake.

"I'm not sick. How could I like being oppressed? It must have been last night... I was confused last night... Yes, it must be like this. Next time, I will definitely not let Gao Changgong succeed so easily!"

After eating porridge all night, Gu Zimo felt extremely satisfied.

After getting dressed, he went out leisurely.

Gao Changgong mentioned last night that this is the bamboo house where his mother used to live, and he didn't feel anything at night.However, looking at the sun at this moment, this bamboo house is really elegant.

Gu Zimo felt very comfortable with the faint bamboo fragrance floating in the air.

Sitting in the yard for a while, I found that it was so quiet that there was no one else but him.

"Your Highness..."

He yelled, but did not hear an answer, Gu Zimo frowned, "Could it be that he and Su Zhe left? But, you can't even say hello..."

In fact it is.

Gao Changgong and Su Zhe disappeared until it was dark and no one was seen.

Gu Zimo was already hungry, he remembered what Gao Changgong said, and took him to the town to eat delicious food at night.

But now Gao Changgong is gone.

"Is the hidden guard here?" Gu Zimo called, but no one paid attention to him.

When he came out this time, it seemed that Gao Changgong planned to be here alone with himself, so no one else was arranged.

Gu Zimo sat in the yard, watching the sky getting darker and darker.

Gao Changgong never showed up.

"Liar, even if you can't come back due to business, you should send someone to tell you..."

Gu Zimo stood up listlessly, and was about to go back to the house, but suddenly heard the sound of fighting outside the courtyard gate.

"Is he back?"

Gu Zimo felt uneasy for a while, the sound of fighting, he would not be in danger.

Thinking that Gao Changgong lost half of his internal energy in order to save him, Gu Zimo felt worried.

His eyes swept around the yard, not caring so much.

After grabbing two handfuls of soil, Gu Zimo rushed out and sprinkled it on the people who were wrestling together.

"Cough cough cough..."

There was a coughing sound, but it was not Gao Changgong's voice.

Gu Zimo waited for the smoke and dust to disperse a bit, and then he saw that the disheveled, looking really embarrassed person was Yu Wenyong, the dignified King of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

And those who fell on the ground included his bodyguards and assassins who assassinated him.

At this moment, Yu Wenyong looked not only embarrassed, but also stabbed in many places all over his body, and blood was still dripping down.

When Gu Zimo saw that the person in front of him was not Gao Changgong, he breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help feeling worried.

Why is Yu Wenyong here, and where did Gao Changgong go...

Are these assassins related to Yu Wenyong's assassination and Gao Changgong?

Also, this is the place where Gao Changgong's mother once lived, and it is extremely secretive. Why did Yu Wenyong appear here?

Everything is too coincidental.

Gu Zimo looked at Yu Wenyong warily, did not speak, but stood there warily and stared at him.

Seeing that it was Gu Zimo, Yu Wenyong froze there, obviously he didn't realize that he would meet Gu Zimo under such circumstances.

And just now, thanks to his handful of soil, he took the opportunity to break the assassin's neck.

"Just now... Thank you very much... If you hadn't saved me in time, I'm afraid I would have..."

"It's nothing, I didn't know it was you just now." If he knew it wasn't Gao Changgong, he might not have rushed out at all.

The heat in Yu Wenyong's eyes cooled down a little bit because of Gu Zimo's direct words, his lips parted, and he opened his mouth after a long time: "Then, I won't bother you."

After Yu Wenyong finished speaking, he turned around and headed down the mountain, walking with difficulty step by step.

A gust of night wind blew in, accompanied by a strong smell of blood mixed into Gu Zimo's breath.

After all, he still couldn't help watching Yu Wenyong limping and struggling.

"Wait a minute..."

Yu Wenyong didn't seem to realize it, Gu Zimo was talking to him, turned his head slightly in astonishment, Gu Zimo trotted towards him.

"The wound... bandage it up and go."

Gu Zimo looked down at Yu Wenyong's feet, a pair of white boots had been soaked in blood.

Because at night, he couldn't see clearly what Yu Wenyong's face was like at the moment. He could only judge from his breathing that Yu Wenyong couldn't last long if he went on like this.

"Will it be... inconvenient?"

Yu Wenyong looked up at the bamboo house, as if he was worried that Gao Changgong would be there.

It was rare for Gu Zimo to see his thoughts, and shook his head, "He's not here."

"Oh." Yu Wenyong's eyes lit up slightly.

"Come in with me."

After Gu Zimo finished speaking, he walked ahead, and found that after a few steps, Yu Wenyong didn't keep up. When he turned around, he saw that he was bowed, and it seemed that it was difficult to even take a step.

"Forget it, let me help you."

"Thanks...cough cough..."

"Stop talking, you saved me too, this time it's even."

"it is good……"

"I told you not to talk..."

"Don't say..."

After Yu Wenyong said this, he kept quiet.

Gu Zimo helped him into the bamboo house, and put him on the couch, "Why did you do this this time, I don't think you have any good flesh..."

Yu Wenyong didn't say a word.

Gu Zimo thought he was too weak to make a sound.

"I have to see where you are hurt, can you take off your clothes?"

Yu Wenyong still didn't make a sound, but nodded.

Gu Zimo reached out and untied his belt, which startled him.

Apart from these new wounds, Yu Wenyong's body was covered with dense scars, but those scars looked old.

Gu Zimo suddenly felt sad.

What happened to this generation of emperors in the past?Why does it look so miserable?

The wound was still oozing blood, Gu Zimo was not a professional doctor, so he had to look around for the wound medicine, but he couldn't find it.

It seems that Gao Changgong carried the bottle of wound medicine with him.

This is what to do, if Yu Wenyong's injury does not stop bleeding, he may not be able to last until tomorrow.

Seeing Yu Wenyong lying there weakly, Gu Zimo didn't even have the strength to open his eyes, and suddenly had an evil thought in his heart.

If I don't care about his life, let him bleed dry and die.Then, the death of the king of the Northern Zhou Dynasty will definitely cause chaos. At that time, Gao Changgong will definitely succeed in attacking the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

If so...

No, no.

The thought was too cruel.

What would happen to the people of the Northern Zhou Dynasty if a war started?

Gu Zimo, you can't be too selfish, just thinking about Gao Changgong's situation.

Hey, with a sigh, Gu Zimo said to Yu Wenyong with some shame: "You...be patient for a while, I'll go and see where there are herbs for healing..."

Yu Wenyong still didn't make a sound, as if he passed out.

Gu Zimo was worried that Yu Wenyong would confess to him in this way, so he went out with a lantern.

He searched the assassin's body, but found no wound medicine, so he had to go up the mountain.

Fortunately, he was lucky, and found a medicinal herb to stop the bleeding.

Back in the house, I found that Yu Wenyong was sweating all over his body, and had a fever, and his whole body was very hot.

"You...are you alright? I found the medicine...soon...it will be fine..."

Gu Zimo spread the crushed herbs on Yu Wenyong's wound. Yu Wenyong frowned in pain, but he gritted his teeth and did not make a sound.

"If you're in pain...just shout out...don't be ashamed, I won't laugh at you..."

Yu Wenyong still didn't make a sound, but he had already opened his eyes, looking straight at him, his eyes were a little distracted, but very serious.

"You...why do you look at me like that?"

"Uh..." Yu Wenyong pursed his lips, but pointed to his lips.

It was only then that Gu Zimo came to his senses. It turned out that he kept silent all the time because he was told not to talk when he helped him into the room, so he kept silent?

"You kept silent because I told you not to speak?"

Yu Wenyong nodded.

Gu Zimo burst out laughing, "You...why are you so..."

"Don't hold back, just say what you want to say, you say you, the majestic king of a country, why do you listen to me like this, you are so annoying to me..."

Yu Wenyong looked straight into his eyes, and after a long time, he spoke, his voice hoarse, but his tone was extremely serious, "Your words... naturally I want to listen..."

"Why?" Gu Zimo asked casually, he was just an insignificant person.

Even if it is to use himself to deal with Gao Changgong, there is no need to listen to him like this.

"Because...you are Gu Zimo, cough, cough..." Yu Wenyong's wound started to hurt again, his head was covered with sweat, and Gu Zimo didn't care about his inexplicable words just now, and hurriedly persuaded him: "Stop talking, you still have a fever, I'll go get you some water to drink, you're sweating so much... you can't live without water..."