This was perhaps the most unforgettable pain in his life. As Gu Yun got here, he did not to go on talking. However, it might be that those words have been piling up in his mind for many years, and for a moment, he could not hold back.

　　"The Northern Frontier is very poor, just after the war, there are wounded soldiers everywhere. Every day, when the sun sets in the golden sands, even the princess’s underling can not drink a cup of hot tea. How could it be as good as being a young master in the capital? At first I threw a tantrum, wanting to go back at all cost. The old Marquis did not agree. Annoyed by me, he took me to the army. Every day the soldiers of the Black Iron Camp would trained, and I had to accompany them at the side to practice martial arts. If I slacked off for even a little, he would hit me in front of those iron giants.”

　　The old Marquis reckoned his son's personality, even if he hid away, even if he was weak, but in front of everyone, this little thing that was not as tall as someone’s thighs, it would never cry and humiliate itself.

　　Chang Geng glued to him, placing his chin on Gu Yun's shoulder, leaned towards his ear and said, "If I were born twenty years earlier, I would pick you up and steal you away, and raise you in beautiful silk and brocade."

　　Gu Yun imagined the scene for a moment and wanted to vomit on the spot, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

　　In fact, when thinking about it, a family with an extravagant lifestyle declining from the third generations was very usual. Gu Yun, a child of this origin, who was also an only child, if he really was allowed to lawlessly grow up in the capital city, who knew how terrible he would turn out to be. Only a cruel father like the old Marquis could have the heart to bend him so that the Black Iron Camp would have a successor.

　　But nobody expected that the cost for success was too high.

　　"Uncle Wang said that when you came back from the Northern Frontier, your temperament changed. You did not like to see anyone, and did not care for anyone either" Chang Geng paused, took his hand and wrote, "Do you despise the former Emperor?"

　　Gu Yu unconsciously tried to reach for the wine bottle at his waist, but as he reached out, he remembered that he had decided to quit drinking. The bottle had not been on his body for a long time.

　　Gu Yun pursed his lips: “I don't... Pour me a cup of tea."

　　Chang Geng almost thought he had heard wrong.

　　Just after the siege of the capital was over, Gu Yun was wounded to the point of being unable to climb up, yet as soon as he opened his mouth, he immediately asked for a drink regardless. How come after one battle at the Northern Frontier, he now knew how to watch out for his health?

　　Although Chang Geng had always secretly complained about this drunkard, but not only was he not happy to see his sudden change of temperament, he instead felt terrified. He stood up and brewed Gu Yun a cup of spring tea. Once again, concerned and suspicious, he held Gu Yun's wrist quietly, hating that he had not learned properly and was not able to come to a result with his check.

　　Although his eyes and ears were inconvenient, Gu Yun could still feel his nervousness and immediately realized he had left an opening. Chang Geng was too sensitive. If a person had been badly behaved all the time, he might as well continue to be worse. The people who followed him to clean up after were already used to it. On the contrary, his sudden change of temperament without warning would make people feel at a loss.