Gu Yun reached over and caressed Chang Geng's waist gently, not strong to the point of making the other feel invaded, but also teasing just enough. The temperature of his palm gradually soaked through the clothing, like rubbing a flame that was not scorching, not light nor heavy on Chang Geng's body.

      Chang Geng truly went mad from missing him so much. When he was in Jiangbei Camp, he had been longing to get intimate once, after many ups and downs, it had dragged on and struggled until today.

      No matter how much spring and autumn were in his heart, Chang Geng's body was only in his twenties after all. Never experiencing that feeling was one thing, but he was interfered with by Miss Chen as soon as he learned of this taste. If it weren't for many important business, the string in his heart never loosened, he would have soon turned mad from enduring.

      Right now as Gu Yun only touched him slightly, half of his body went numb. He gasped for a few breaths, his ears buzzing, Chang Geng asked in a low voice, "Yifu, do you want my life?"

      Gu Yun: "Your wounds don't hurt anymore?"

      It was still painful, but the pain from before was of a different type than in this moment. His Royal Highness's injuries usually hurt normally. When acting spoiled and wanting kisses, it was ‘very painful’. At present, even if his wound broke open again and blood flowed into a river, he will be made of copper skin and iron bone, not knowing either pain or itch.

      "If it doesn't hurt," Gu Yun said with a casual smile, grabbing Chang Geng's hand currently moving inside his clothes, taking it out and throwing it aside. "Let's settle your debt with me."

      Chang Geng: "..."

      Gu Yun pillowed his hand behind his head, leaning back on the bed in a relaxed posture. One hand was still gently supporting Chang Geng's waist. His voice was not very strict, but the content could make one break out in a sweat.

      Gu Yun: "Tell me, what were you thinking, when you bravely rushed into the bandit's den with a scholar who does not have the strength to tie a chicken?"

      Chang Geng: "Zi Xi..."

      "No need for Zi Xi," Gu Yun said lightly. "You can continue to call ‘yifu’."

      Chang Geng revealed a stiff smile, giving him a few kisses. Chang Geng recently discovered — Gu Yun liked this type of sticky kisses very much. He pecked a few times and then looked at him with that kind of careful eyes, basically anything he said, Gu Yun would go along with it...

      But this trick didn't seem to work at this moment.

      Gu Yun raised his eyebrow slightly. "You don't have to be so polite. My wound doesn't hurt."

      The wise Yan Wang finally ran out of strategy, he had to honestly say, "I didn't expect that they would really rise up."

      Gu Yun gave a very indulgent smile, rubbed Chang Geng's cheek with the back of his hand, then said mercilessly, "Nonsense, you must have expected it."

      Chang Geng's throat slightly moved: "I... Master Xu and I were on our way to the headquarters at that time. We didn't know in advance that they would choose that moment to..."

"Ah," Gu Yun nodded. "Then you see that this is a once in a lifetime chance for you to find death, thus you hurriedly charged into it." +

      Chang Geng could hear the hidden meaning in it. Feeling that this situation was off, he quickly and cleverly admitted to his mistake: "I was wrong." +

      Gu Yun put his hand down, no emotion could be detected on his face, a pair of peach blossom eyes half closed, even Chang Geng could not understand what he was thinking for a moment. He could not help but become quite nervous. +

      However, he waited for a long time, Gu Yun did not spit out his anger, but suddenly asked, "Was it because I asked you that day 'When can we settle the refugees, when can we recover the Jiangnan', that gave you pressure?" +

      When he said this, there was a wrinkle in his eyebrow, and his expression was almost lonely. Chang Geng had only seen it once on the Red Kite on New Year's Eve, when Gu Yun used three cups of wine at that time to offer sacrifices to thousands of dead souls. His face was very lonesome and quiet that the bright lights of the entire capital could not light up his profile. +

      Chang Geng almost panicked for a moment, his words becoming incoherent: "I am not... I... Zi Xi..." +

      When Gu Yun was young, he did not like to talk about his feelings with others — it was for no other reason. He felt that hanging all joys and sorrows on his face was like opening his clothes at any time to show others his skin and flesh. It was very indecent, and others might not want to see them either. +

      It had nothing to do with being happy or unhappy. It was purely a teaching from the family. In daytime, a group of people sitting together eating meat and drinking alcohol, only when they get drunk would they show their difference. Some people will cry and shout wildly, while others will only sing at most. +

      Untimely words rolled on Gu Yun's tongue several times, floated up and sank again. Finally, he opened his mouth as if to try: "While coming here from the capital, I..." +

      Chang Geng’s observant skill was very sharp, he could feel what he was going to say in a blink of an eye. His pupils shrank slightly, he looked at Gu Yun with both panic and expectation. +

      Perhaps Gu Yun had never said such difficult words aloud in his life, he almost ran from it. +

      Chang Geng: "How were you while you were on your way? +

      Gu Yun: "...My heart was burning with anxiety." 1

      Chang Geng looked at him in a daze. +

      That year, when the whole army of Jiangnan Navy was overthrown and the Black Iron Camp was damaged more than half, while Gu Yun himself was just released from the prison by Li Feng in a hurry, did he ever mention the words ‘burning with anxiety’? +

      Never. +

      Gu Yun seemed to forever remain stable, never panicking, and even if he was in a panic, it was mostly a pretense. +

      He was too strong it almost appeared false, making people always have a feeling that it was unreal, suspecting that one day he will be like the tall and grand Nine Gates of the Imperial City, suddenly collapsing. +

      Gu Yun seemed to have opened a locked gate for a long time. Once these words are out, the latter came smoothly: "If something really happened to you this time...what am I supposed to do?" +

      Chang Geng looked at him, not daring to breathe. +

      Gu Yun: "Chang Geng, I truly have no strength left to...place someone else in my heart anymore." 6