[Three Kingdoms] stay together

When Guo Jia returned from the study, Metasequoia was as sleepy as a chicken pecking at rice.But even so, he was unwilling to close his eyes and lie down to rest for a while.

Is it because I am afraid that I will experience the feeling of powerlessness again when I have nightmares at night.Guo Jia thought to herself, standing in the room with her hands behind her back.Thinking about it, even I didn't sleep well all night when I stayed in the Allied Army, not to mention His Highness who was seven years younger than him and was just a naughty boy at the time.Recently, Imperial Physician Hua has sorted out the manifestations and symptoms of this disease, and named it the disease of leaving the soul.

But now it seems that this soul-leaving disease is suffered from in order to escape pain and fear after experiencing unbearable grief.Of the three souls and seven souls that Hua Tuo mentioned, I am afraid that only one soul and one soul are still alive.Usually looks no different from ordinary people, but has forgotten what happened.

"It's late at night, isn't Your Highness still asleep?" Guo Jia stood aside and reminded, but the person sitting on the bed didn't respond.

Guo Jia was silent for a while, he had no intention of going up to coax others, and suddenly said: "Since His Highness is fine, Jia is going to rest too." After saying that, he turned and walked out.

"Wait……"

Hearing a slight call to stop behind him, Guo Jia stopped, turned around and asked, "Is there something else, Your Highness?"

Metasequoia looked at Guo Jia, who had a cold and calm attitude, and moved his lips, but in the end he still didn't say his request to let him stay with him.After experiencing such a painful process of regaining a small part of his memory, he seemed to have grown up and said: "It's nothing, you've been tired all day, go and rest."

"Then, Jia bid farewell." After finishing speaking, he left without looking back.

Metasequoia didn't continue to suffer, he had been waiting for Guo Jia to come, and now that everyone had left, it was useless for him to wait any longer.He just lay down on Guo Jia's bed and stared at the red lacquered wood top of the bed with his eyes open.The recovered memory is still flashing back in front of his eyes. Although even the appearance of those people is vague, he knows that the two most important to him have appeared in this memory.

He couldn't describe the feeling when his memory came back. It was also tears, but it was completely different from the feeling when Puyang City was captured.Pu Yangcheng's pain at that time was like being lightly knocked by a heavy object, but this time... it seemed as if his body was going to be split into two and kneaded into a mess, and then... he couldn't feel anything.

Everything turned into nothingness, and everything could no longer arouse his curiosity, even Fengxian, who he always thought was important...had become less important.

feeling so tired...

Metasequoia covered his eyes with his arms, and slowly closed them.

Guo Jia also stayed up all the time, lying on the recliner in the study room covered with a thin blanket.He is very energetic, probably because he has become a habit of staying up late at the counselor's office, and he will not be sleepy at all.Staring at the beam, thinking that Wen Ruo must be scolding himself in his heart while working hard in the counselor's office, Zi Yang will probably stay in the counselor's office tonight and work, Master Cheng Yu is not young, he should have returned home, my lord He will go home when he is busy.

And the highness... the next...

Guo Jia was taken aback for a moment, unexpectedly thinking of that person again out of habit.Not only said mockingly: "Could it be that Jia is also sad about the beauty pass?" He is a person who can pass through thousands of flowers without touching his body, but he is also deeply involved in the beauty trap like Lu Bu?

"Hehehe." Guo Jia knew that he was not that kind of person, what happened after reading "Treasure of Flowers"? !This only shows that he is not disgusted, but it does not mean that he can be like in the book.No, no, it should be said that his acceptance may only be higher than that of ordinary people...

Guo Jia thought it was funny again, was he stunned or something?It's okay to think about these messes, why are you serious about this kind of thing.

Really unable to fall asleep, Guo Jia simply lifted the blanket and got up, and without any shyness, went directly to his own room next door.If you go and have a look, you can rest assured, otherwise he really doesn't need to sleep tonight.

From the outside, the house was pitch black.

Knowing that the people in the house had already fallen asleep, Guo Jia was very careful when he opened the door, for fear of making a noise and waking him up, it would be bad if he was frightened.It went smoothly, and he pushed the door open and entered the house without making any sound.It may be because of his light weight, Guo Jia walks like a cat and makes no sound at all.When he came to the bedside, the person on the bed was still fast asleep with his eyes closed.

The window of the room opened a thumb-wide slit, and the moonlight from outside hit Metasequoia's face.He curled up sideways on the bed, breathing heavily and already fell into a deep sleep, his tender and white face was buried in the quilt, and he was not afraid of suffocating himself to death.

Guo Jia was afraid that Metasequoia would not be able to breathe smoothly, so he gently pulled the thick quilt covering his face.Helping the other party reveal that face that is more delicate than girls of the same age.Guo Jia once heard that His Highness B's mother had a beautiful appearance and a very gentle personality. She was a very sought-after figure at that time. Many ministers with status wanted to marry her, but she was rejected by Emperor Ling after she failed to marry. He was imprisoned in the deep palace and has never seen anyone since then.

It is said that boys follow their mothers, and by looking at His Highness B's appearance, one can somewhat know what kind of first-class face that beautiful woman is.

Speaking of which, I have never heard of who His Highness's father is.

Guo Jia couldn't understand how the woman who was locked in the deep palace combined with an outsider to give birth to His Highness, could it be...

Inexplicably, there was a bad premonition in his heart. Guo Jia carefully observed the appearance of Metasequoia, and found that he was completely different from the portrait of the person he had guessed in his heart. He was slightly relieved, but then worried that His Highness was Doesn't it completely inherit the appearance of the mother's side, so that it can't show the appearance of the father's side? !

In case, as he guessed, His Highness is actually a spirit...

Guo Jia didn't dare to think about it, if this was the case, then His Highness's position would be very embarrassing.Even if he can't keep those old fried dough sticks that he wants to get, he can imagine that if someone uses this matter as a raft to embarrass His Highness in the future...

Guo Jia narrowed his eyes slightly, if that day really happened, he would make those people never be able to say this sentence.

After reading it, I really feel relieved, but Guo Jia's mood is not much better, it is better to just sleep and watch.It doesn't matter if you look at it, after reading it, you think much more than just now, and you are almost getting closer to the lord.

Guo Jia felt that he must have been infected by him after staying with the lord for too long. Thinking, he rubbed his head that was suddenly sore and turned to go back to the study.

As soon as Guo Jia took a step, he felt something pulling his clothes behind him, and when he turned his head, he saw the person who was supposed to be asleep looking at him with open eyes.

Emma!Scary.

"Your Highness, why are you awake?!" Guo Jia thought he was hiding enough, but he still woke up the other party.

Metasequoia hadn't slept in the first place, and he knew it when Guo Jia came in, but he didn't want to open his eyes, and the long breathing was definitely Guo Jia's illusion.

"Where are you going?" Metasequoia held the quilt with one hand and pulled Guo Jia's clothes with the other.He regretted it now, he shouldn't have let Guo Jia go at that time, and now it must be the middle of the night, he couldn't sleep at all—!

Guo Jia looked at the pitiful person looking at him helplessly, and said cruelly: "Your Highness, it's already late at night, and Jia has to go back to rest."

"Can't you just rest here?" Metasequoia completely ignored Guo Jia's refusal, he learned to be thick-skinned!He kept pulling on Guo Jia's clothes and refused to put them away, hugged the quilt and curled up his body and said in a low voice, "Just here, sleep with me...can't you?"

With a tremor in his heart, Guo Jia turned his back and shook his head unwaveringly, saying: "I'm afraid this is inappropriate."

Metasequoia frowned, and hurriedly explained: "Fengxian said that I sleep very honestly, I don't kick or kick, and I can maintain one movement for a long time in one night. Besides, it's warmer if two people sleep together."

Guo Jia doesn't care if it's warm or not, what he cares about is...

"Oh~, Lu Bu shared the bed with His Highness before?" Guo Jia narrowed his eyes, turned his head to look at Metasequoia who didn't know what he said just now, but dared to nod.

Guo Jia laughed. Are you looking for a substitute?It really makes people uncomfortable, "Hehehe, Fengxiao is not Fengxian in His Highness's mind, Your Highness should let Feng-xiao- go." Guo Jia flicked his sleeves and continued to move forward, and he walked smoothly. Followed by a small tail.

All the way to the door, the tail could not be shaken off.

Guo Jia turned his head and looked at the people who were dragging his clothes all the way to follow him. His cute little feet were still naked with nothing on.

"Your Highness." Guo Jia frowned helplessly. Looking at the well-behaved Metasequoia, he suddenly felt a headache. Refreshingly, he flicked his hand behind the metasequoia, and then fished forward.Without any pressure, he picked up the person who was not much shorter than him.

Metasequoia is very light and light, even a weak person like Guo Jia can hug it without any problem.

It's like holding a pile of bones.Guo Jia thought of this after putting Metasequoia on the bed.

Since he was going to replace Lu Bu to warm His Highness's bed, Guo Jia's treatment would not be too bad, and he really shared the same bed.Even when Lu Bu slept with the Metasequoia, he used his arm as a pillow.But Guo Jia really shared a pillow with Metasequoia.In Diao Chan's words, if a beauty is in her arms, the treatment of Guo Jia's matchstick is not bad. I don't know how those kabukis think about it, but they just like this matchstick that can be used for its voice and mouth. , How good is my own Xun Xun~ The gentleman has practiced the six arts, and there is chicken on his arm~.

Guo Jia was on the thin side, so it was comfortable to hold Lu Bu, who naturally didn't have muscles, and his body temperature was not much higher than that of Metasequoia, and the two cold-blooded people couldn't warm up in a short time when they touched each other.

"Feng Xiao's body is so cold, even colder than mine." Wanting to find a sense of security, Metasequoia called Guo Jia directly.He pressed his hand on Guo Jia's chest, trying the other's body temperature through the thin underwear.Metasequoia has always known that his body is cold, but he did not expect that Guo Jia's temperature is a little lower than his. Such a comparison makes him much hotter.

"Will it feel better this way?" Metasequoia asked, holding Guo Jia's hands in his arms. Seeing that the other party was a little dazed, he imitated Lu Bu's way of hugging himself at that time, stood up, and pressed Guo Jia's head on his own. In front of his chest, he rubbed his cheek against the top of his head, and asked again: "Will this be better?"

"Your Highness... Your Highness, why is this?" Guo Jia was stunned. The actions of the two of them are super ambiguous. If someone came in, it would be hard to tell.

Metasequoia didn't care. For him, when it's cold, he needs to hug each other for warmth, so he replied: "In this way, Feng Xiao won't feel cold."

Cold... cold? !

"Perhaps, it's a little... warmer." Guo Jia sighed in his heart, quickly accepted the status quo, and obediently buried himself in the Metasequoia and closed his eyes. He felt that he could sleep well tonight... …