Gu Pan Lanling

The scene depicted in this painting——

It was the scene when he made a snowman that day.

It's just, why doesn't he remember that he laughed like this at that time?

The pure smile of the man in the green shirt in the painting was so vivid and lifelike. Gu Zimo reached out and touched his lips, "Wouldn't you think I'm quite immortal in the painting!"

Gu Zimo, who was obsessed with his own beauty, did not notice the tall figure at the door.

The more he looked at the painting, the more confident he became.

The smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

Leaning against the door, Gao Changgong looked expressionlessly at Gu Zimo, who was holding a scroll in his hand, and laughed inexplicably foolishly. He paused, and said coldly, "You didn't leave, what are you doing here?"

The sudden question made the smile on Gu Zimo's face froze.

He raised his head in embarrassment, and looked at the door. His eyes met. Gao Changgong's eyes were cold and without warmth. Gu Zimo panicked and felt guilty.

"I... I didn't leave. Who did you hear that I left... That's groundless... This palace treats me with delicious food and drink, why should I leave..."

With a faint glance, Gao Changgong has already withdrawn his gaze from Gu Zimo.

He actually walked in directly, and as he walked, he untied his belt as if no one was there.

But in the blink of an eye, the robe had already been taken off by him.

"You, what are you doing..."

Although they are all men, after all, such things happened between them.

Coupled with Gao Changgong's tall and straight figure, fair and smooth skin, it is difficult for Gu Zimo to let himself go.

Sometimes Gu Zimo even sighed in his heart, it's really good luck to trick people, he was born so stunning and peerless, but he is a man... What a pity.

Gao Changgong glanced at him casually, but the movements in his hands continued.

"What do you think the king will do?"

With a pull of the long finger, the belt around the waist slipped off, and Gao Changgong's strong and fair upper body appeared in Gu Zimo's sight almost without any cover.

Gu Zimo subconsciously recognized his face, only to feel his heartbeat speeding up suddenly.

"I... I seem to... come here at the wrong time... Excuse me... I... retreat first..."

Gu Zimo was extremely embarrassed at the moment.

It's nothing to look at Gao Changgong's body, but his heartbeat always speeds up for no reason, which makes him very depressed.

This is not the reaction between two men, he told himself in his heart.

"stop."

Just when Gu Zimo was drooping his head and was about to quit, Gao Changgong's voice sounded.

Gu Zimo lowered his head and didn't dare to look up at him, for fear that he would even take off his obscene pants at this time, wouldn't it be more embarrassing?

"Didn't Director Gao tell you that you are not allowed to enter the king's bedroom?"

Gao Changgong's tone was cold, hearing it in Gu Zimo's ears, made his heart tighten.

Looking up at him, he was relieved to see that Gao Changgong had already put on his clothes.

Gao Wen was finally able to stay, so don't be punished because of yourself now...

Concerned in his heart, Gu Zimo hurriedly bowed and explained to Gao Changgong: "Zimo didn't mean to trespass on your bedroom, but came here to give you almond cakes."

He glanced at the golden-yellow almond cakes that were placed on the table beside him, "Almond cakes, my king has already received them, please back down."

"Your Highness..."

"Anything else?"

"Eat almond cake while it's hot, otherwise it won't taste good when it's cold."

In fact, the almond cake has been placed for a while, and it may have been cold.

However, Gu Zimo wanted to win over Gao Changgong with almond cakes, so that he would let go of the past.

If you don't see Gao Changgong eating the almond cake at this moment, you can't feel at ease.

Gao Changgong glanced at him indifferently, walked to the table, picked up the chopsticks, picked up the almond cake, took one bite at a time, and started eating under Gu Zimo's gaze.

Gu Zimo looked at Gao Changgong without blinking.

At first, when Gao Changgong only ate a piece of almond cake, he was already relieved.

It seems that Gao Changgong really doesn't intend to pursue his fault.

However, when he saw Gao Changgong pick up the second piece, the third piece... until he ate all the almond puff pastry on the plate.

Gu Zimo looked at Gao Changgong gracefully and calmly wiping off the oil stains on his mouth with a handkerchief in surprise.

The whole person stood there dumbfounded, speechless.

This……

It's too embarrassing.

A whole plate of almond crisps is something I can't eat all at once even if I have a good appetite.

What's more, Gao Changgong usually eats only one or two yuan at most when he sees him, and then stops eating.

No matter how delicious something is, if you eat too much at one time, it will lose its taste.

"Your Highness, are you thirsty? Would you like Zimo to pour you a cup of tea?"

In any case, Gao Changgong gave face so much, Gu Zimo couldn't help but feel a little better.

"No need."

"Then, Zimo will not disturb His Highness to rest, Zimo will leave."

Gu Zimo was completely at ease.

The reason why he came to give this almond cake was originally because he was not at ease after what he said to Gao Changgong, so he thought of using almond cake as an apology.

At present, it seems that he has no intention of blaming.

Turn around, just about to step out.

Gao Changgong's voice sounded again: "Put down my king's things."

His things?

Gu Zimo turned around in doubt.

Seeing the empty plate glowing with golden oil under the candlelight, it turned out that he forgot to put away the plate.

Just as he was about to step forward, Gao Changgong's gaze fell lightly on the scroll tightly held in Gu Zimo's hand, but his tone was firm, "The painting in your hand belongs to me."

Gu Zimo was taken aback, so it wasn't a plate?

Looking down at the scroll in his hand, his face became serious instantly, "Your Highness, the person drawn in this scroll...is Zimo."

Gu Zimo believes that the person in the painting is himself, and this painting should belong to him.

In any case, Gao Changgong put his own portrait under his pillow, which is an extremely weird thing.

"Is it you, what does it have to do with you?"

Gao Changgong frowned, obviously displeased.

Gu Zimo couldn't help but tighten his hand holding the scroll, "Your Highness put the scroll with Zimo on your couch, what do you want to do?"

"What does this king need your consent for?"

"Zimo didn't mean that. It's just that the person in this painting is Zimo. Zimo thinks it's inappropriate to leave the painting with you..."

Thinking of Gao Changgong doing some strange things to his portrait, Gu Zimo's scalp tingled and he couldn't accept it.

"I don't think there is anything wrong with it. This painting suddenly appeared in my room. I have been wondering who put it here. Your actions today have solved my confusion."

Gao Changgong's tone was unhurried, but he aimed his words at Gu Zimo very easily.

Gu Zimo's face darkened, "What do you mean by that?"

"It means literally."

"You suspect that I put the portrait under your pillow? Do you think it possible?"

Gu Zimo almost vomited blood.

Would he do such a boring thing?

He really has to have a little entanglement with Gao Changgong, okay?

"No one has entered my king's room except you."

Gao Changgong's tone was firm.

Gu Zimo clenched his teeth, "I'm here to give you almond cakes today!"

"My king didn't say it was today."

"Then you still insist that I put the painting here?"

"It's not you, this king can't think of others. After all, you are next to my bedroom, and..."

"And what?"

"The only person in Yongcheng who is good at painting is you, Gu Zimo."

"But I haven't drawn this picture... let alone put it under your pillow..."

"So, since it wasn't drawn by you, you can't take this painting away. The king needs to leave the evidence in order to find out who did it."

"I see, it seems that Zimo misunderstood His Highness..."

"Now can I return the painting to the king?"

"promise."

Gu Zimo presented the scroll to Gao Changgong with both hands.

The corners of Gao Changgong's lips raised a slight arc, and he looked at Gu Zimo who was stunned there with a half-smile, "Is there anything else?"

"Your Highness, even if you want to find out who did it, there is no need to put the painting beside your pillow..."

Although Gao Changgong's answer was watertight, Gu Zimo still felt that something was wrong.

"Ah……"

Gao Changgong narrowed his long and narrow black eyes, looked at Gu Zimo, and asked, "Do you think you look better than me? Or do you think I need to look at your portrait to fall asleep if I can't sleep at night?"

"Zimo didn't mean that..."

"Since you have no objection, for the convenience of checking the clues in the future, I decided to put it next to my pillow."

"I……"

Although Gao Changgong's words don't sound like there are any loopholes.However, Gu Zimo always felt that putting his paintings beside his pillow made people feel uncomfortable.

Trying to keep smiling, trying to change Gao Changgong's decision, "Actually, we live so close together, why don't I take this painting to the next door first, and you can see that I'm bringing it to you, it's also very convenient..."

This time, Gao Changgong didn't reason with Gu Zimo anymore.

Instead, his face darkened on the spot.

Looking at his tangled face that looked like he was crying, he said in a tone of incredulity, "This king has made up his mind, so you don't need to say anything."

Gu Zimo, who was originally puzzled by Gao Changgong's behavior of putting the portrait beside his pillow, now seeing Gao Changgong's insistence, felt that his doubts had been verified.

Gao Changgong really wanted to do something unscrupulous with his portrait.

"I don't agree! I have to take this painting away!"

Seeing Gu Zimo's resolute attitude, if the stalemate continues, it will look like he will tear himself apart and ignore everything.

Gao Changgong's deep eyes flickered, and the corners of his lips suddenly rose, and a wicked smile bloomed on his lips, "You can take the painting away."

"Can I really take it away?"

Gu Zimo looked at him suspiciously.

"Of course, before you take the portrait, I need you to answer a question."

He knew that Gao Changgong was not so easy to talk to.

"what is the problem?"

"The footprints on the king's couch belong to you, right?"

Although there was no anger in Gao Changgong's tone, and there was even a faint smile on his face, Gu Zimo still felt his heart twitch for no reason.

Following Gao Changgong's line of sight, the gray footprint on the white sheet was so dazzling.

"Your Highness, forgive me... Zimo accidentally touched it just now... Zimo promises that he will wash it clean..."

Under Gao Changgong's gaze, Gu Zimo's voice became smaller and smaller.

Just because Hu Luxue once stayed here for one night, all the bed curtains, bed sheets and quilts here were replaced with new ones the next day, what does this mean?

Gao Changgong didn't mind other people sleeping on his bed, let alone soiling his sheets.

Gu Zimo had the feeling that a catastrophe was imminent.

The momentum of the debate between Cai Cai and Gao Changgong disappeared in an instant.