He was the Prince of Yan and in charge of the Military Affairs Council. However, every time he woke up from the nightmare that Xiuniang had branded into his bones, the only person he could think of, miss, hope for and trust was only Gu Yun.

The weight of a person is too heavy, and sometimes he is overwhelmed.

Master Liaoran once said to him, "The pain of human beings lies in taking, not letting go. The more you take and the fuller your hands are, the more difficult it will be to move forward." Chang Geng was deeply touched and admitted that he was right, but Gu Yun was already more important than anything else to him, and he had no way of letting go - because if he let go of him, he would have nothing left.

If a person lives without any dreams, won't he become a tattered flag blown by the wind?

Gu Yun raised his hand to hold his shoulders and tapped his neck gently. Chang Geng felt pain but looked at him without dodging.

Gu Yun: "Why should I let you go through mountains of swords and seas of fire?"

"I hope that one day the country will be prosperous, everyone will have something to do, the world will be stable, and my generals will not have to guard the borders to death. I want to untie the knot between imperial power and purple gold, just like Lord Fenghan has been fighting for. I want all the lighters on the ground to be in the fields, and the long kites flying in the sky to be filled with ordinary travelers who are returning to their hometowns with their families to visit relatives... Everyone can live with dignity." Chang Geng held his hand tightly, inserted his five fingers into his fingers, and entwined them intimately.

Gu Yun was stunned. This was the first time Chang Geng told him what was on his mind, and he was so excited that he couldn't control his blood.

Unfortunately, when you think about it carefully, any one of them sounds impossible to achieve.

"I can do it, Zixi, let me try." Chang Geng whispered.

Since he possesses the power of the "evil god", can't he try to tear open the bloody world and create an unprecedented mortal path?

That year in Yanhui Town, the 13- or 14-year-old boy once expressed his vision of living a meaningful life to the young general. Gu Yun, who was still frivolous at the time, poured a basin of cold water on him and told him coldly that "heroes never have a good ending." Now, after several trips to the desert and the palace, General Gu has truly experienced what "heroes never have a good ending," but he can no longer say the same thing to Chang Geng.

Put yourself in his shoes. If someone pointed at his nose and said to him, "Gu Yun, you should go back to the Marquis' Mansion and retire. You are lucky to be alive now. If you don't get out of here, sooner or later you will die without a burial place."

What would you think?

In today's world, one foot is in cold water and the other is in mud. It is inevitable that people will have a hard time walking in it. After walking for a long time, they will feel cold from the inside out. It is not easy to have a heart that still bleeds and to insist on a path that you know is impossible. If others... especially close relatives also come to pour cold water on you and act as a stumbling block, wouldn't it be too pitiful?

He remained silent for a long time. When Chang Geng was feeling a little nervous, Gu Yun suddenly said, "I've kissed you and hugged you. What else do you want me to say? If a man talks too much, he won't have time to do anything else. Do you understand this?"

Chang Geng was stunned, but saw Gu Yun snap his fingers and the half-dead gas lamp at the head of the bed was immediately extinguished. It was not yet dawn, but the room was dark. The bed curtains that were usually hung fell down like an overwhelming blanket, and were swayed slightly by the cool morning breeze that came in through the window. Chang Geng had no time to react, and his waist loosened. He didn't know when his belt was taken away. He hadn't recovered from the oath of "mountains of swords and seas of fire" just now, and his face turned red.

"Zi, Zixi..."

Gu Yun responded nonchalantly, impatiently throwing off the silk cloth on his arm, lazily leaning against the soft quilt, his fingertips brushing across Chang Geng's collar: "Back when we were in the hot spring villa, you said you had a crush on me... What did you think?"

Chang Geng: “…”

"Aren't you good at talking?" Gu Yun said with a low laugh, "Tell me about it."

Chang Geng had never seen such a teasing and flirting before, and his tongue was immediately tied: "I... I..."

"For this kind of thing, just thinking about it won't do." Gu Yun stroked Chang Geng's waist through his clothes and touched his thigh lightly. Chang Geng almost jumped up, unable to breathe. He grabbed Gu Yun's hands, which were doing mischief. A fire burned from his lower abdomen to his throat, and he felt like he was going to burn to ashes.

Gu Yun had already opened his collar.

Chang Geng suddenly realized something when he felt a chill on his chest. He pressed down Gu Yun's hand, but it was too late. The scars on his chest and neck were exposed unexpectedly. When touched by the slightly calloused fingers, the feeling was simply unbearable. Chang Geng couldn't help but dodge, and his mouth was dry and his ears were ringing. He didn't know whether to advance or retreat.

Gu Yun had been traveling for days and had waited by the bed for a whole night. The effect of the medicine in his body happened to wear off at this time, and he began to have trouble seeing things. However, the atmosphere was just right, and he didn't want to take out a glass mirror and put it on - wearing that thing really made him look like a long-armed warrior who was about to remove steel armor, which would ruin his mood.

At this moment, he relied entirely on the feel of his hands, sliding across the uneven scars on Chang Geng's body. It was even more shocking than seeing it with his own eyes.

Gu Yun: "Does it hurt?"

Chang Geng lowered his head, looked at him deeply, and answered irrelevantly: "The scar has healed a long time ago."

Gu Yun's heart was filled with all kinds of emotions, even his surging lust was reduced a little. He narrowed his gradually blurry eyes and rubbed the scars carefully. Chang Geng couldn't stand it anymore, and whimpered softly, holding Gu Yun's wrist.

"Don't be afraid," Gu Yun coaxed, "I'll take care of you."

If the half-blind man could see Chang Geng's expression, he probably wouldn't have said the words "not afraid".

Chang Geng leaned over and kissed him. Gu Yun was so angry that he wanted to turn over and kill him on the spot. Suddenly, Chang Geng blurted out "father..." for some reason.

Gu Yun: “…”

Chang Geng's shout softened his desire, and no matter how strong it was, it was extinguished. He was gathered into a ball and locked in an iron cage.

Gu Yun took several deep breaths and wanted to yell at Chang Geng, "Why are you yelling in this situation?" However, when he thought about it, he was right.

I heard that some men privately particularly like this kind of taboo feeling of sin, and would like to let their bed partners scream in the quilt. Unfortunately, Gu Yun has no such hobby and can't understand it at all. In the past year or so, he finally got used to Chang Geng calling him by his courtesy name, and gradually stopped treating him as his godson. Who would have thought that at this critical moment, he would suddenly encounter the word "adoptive father", which really made him dizzy.

Chang Geng seemed to be completely unaware of his awkwardness. He couldn't help calling him several times and kissing him without any rules. The intimacy was mixed with a bit of piety that made the old rogue feel very uncomfortable. Combined with the title of "godfather", the effect was perfect.

Gu Yun felt as if ants were crawling all over his body. He finally couldn't stand it anymore and tilted his head: "Don't yell like that."

Chang Geng stopped and stared at him quietly for a moment, then suddenly leaned over to whisper in his ear: "Godfather, if you can't see clearly, just close your eyes, okay?"

Even if Gu Yun was deaf, he could tell that he did it on purpose, not to mention that he hadn't had time to become deaf yet: "...Are you excited?"

Chang Geng's eyes shone frighteningly bright in the darkness of the bed curtains. He kept his voice low and soft, and whispered in his ear like a spoiled child: "Foster father, you said back then, 'Even if I go to the capital, you will still protect me', do you remember?"

Gu Yun's expression changed several times. He had no way to resist Chang Geng's new trick to tease him, so he had to plan a strategic retreat. He pushed Chang Geng and said, "Alright, stop being shameless. Just do what you need to do...hiss!"

"What should I do?" Chang Geng took advantage of the position just now to push him back, his hand already reaching Gu Yun's lower back. When he was fixing someone's bones in Jiayuguan, he knew both himself and his opponent. At this time, he suddenly attacked with the doctor's steady, accurate and ruthless moves. Gu Yun shivered violently and instinctively wanted to curl up. Chang Geng pressed several acupuncture points in a row, and half of his body was numb. Chang Geng then calmly continued the second half of the sentence, "Didn't my foster father just report the disease for me? Do you want to love me?"

Gu Yun: “…”

He found that he might have a bad luck this year, and he was in trouble, and he had a lot of setbacks.

In a blink of an eye, the sky was bright and the sun was high in the sky.

The bright early summer sunlight penetrated the bed curtains without hesitation, and Chang Geng's eyes were brighter than the sun. He truly understood what it meant to "be obsessed with dreams for years and then become obsessed overnight." Nightmares are scarier than reality, but reality can drive people crazier than dreams.

After the madness, he did not feel empty at all. He felt at peace in his heart, more at peace than he had ever felt in his life. His hands kept lingering on Gu Yun's body, and he kept calling him in Gu Yun's ear. He felt a little annoyed, but he could not control himself and could not stop.

He called him "adoptive father" and "Zi Xi" one after another, barking randomly, and drilling into his ears. Even the deaf people who had lost the effect of the medicine were forced to listen. Gu Yun could still feel the constant heat in his ears. He had just missed the opportunity by a single thought, and had been tossed around by that kid for a long time. Now he was sleepy and tired, but he was not allowed to sleep. There was no place to reason with him, so he brushed him away angrily: "Stop making noise."

Chang Geng caught a glimpse of the tiredness on his face, and obediently shut his mouth, then gently pressed his waist. The force was just right, not too light or too heavy, which relieved his fatigue without touching Gu Yun's devilishly itchy flesh.

Gu Yun: “…”

So he did it on purpose before!

What the man surnamed Chen taught him was actually healing and saving lives, or was it some evil practice?

Just as Gu Yun was about to explode, Chang Geng suddenly frowned, pressed lightly on the bones between Gu Yun's chest and abdomen, and then pinched his wrist pulse.

Gu Yun said angrily: "You are not finished..."

Chang Geng: "When did the new injury occur?"

Gu Yun: “…”

Damn it, besides the evil ways, it seems that Chen actually taught him some real skills, he can also feel it!

In the critical moment, Gu Yun had no choice but to resort to the "I'm deaf, I can't hear anything" method. He turned over with an innocent look, turned his back to Chang Geng and did not move, indicating that he had fallen asleep and outsiders could kneel down to greet him.

Chang Geng examined him from head to toe, but after all, it had been some time since the frightening explosion. Firstly, Chang Geng's medical skills were not as amazing as Chen Qingxu's, and secondly, Gu Yun's injuries had almost healed, so they didn't find anything wrong. The two of them just fooled each other.

His Royal Highness Prince Yan claimed to be ill and did not show up the whole day. People from the palace, the Grand Council and a number of important ministers sent greetings, but they were all sent away by Huo Dan. Huo Dan came from a military background and he would always obey the orders of the commander-in-chief. He did not dare to disturb him and silently stood at the gate as a door god. At the same time, he was still puzzled as to "how did the commander-in-chief get in". With nothing to do, he started to tidy up the lax defense of the marquis's mansion.

Gu Yun rushed back two days early as if he was in a hurry to be reborn. He didn't sleep all night. He finally had a meat meal but his posture was wrong and he almost choked to death. He was exhausted and slept until the afternoon. After waking up, he still felt very strange physically and mentally. He didn't know whose sick leave it was.

He wanted to vent his anger, but he felt that it would be petty to vent his anger over such a small matter, so he could only feel aggrieved and thought to himself: "Next time I must sew his mouth shut."

After getting up, Gu Yun fumbled around for the glass mirror, but the little thing was gone. After searching for a long time, he couldn't find it, but was then picked up by a warm hand.

Chang Geng leaned over to his ear and said, "General Shen and the others haven't arrived yet. You don't have to go out today and don't need to take medicine, okay? I'll take care of you."

Gu Yun didn't use them much anyway, so he nodded indifferently: "No need to take care of them, I'm used to it. I can't find my glasses, go get me a new pair."

Chang Geng hugged him and said, "I took the glass mirror."

There seemed to be a subtle change in the relationship between the two, which was hard to explain.

In fact, since childhood - when they were still adoptive father and son, the relationship between the two of them was very close. When Chang Geng's affectionate feelings were released unrestrainedly in the flames of war, Gu Yun first softened and compromised, and then became deeply involved. Letters from home and war reports were sent back and forth continuously, and their feelings were profound... However, all these things were not as passionate and intoxicating as this moment. It seemed that even if there was another foreign enemy besieging Kyoto, he could forget about it. The world was melted in a small space, let alone other things.

Gu Yun asked in surprise: "What are you doing with my glass mirror?"

Chang Geng smiled and said, "I like it."

After saying that, he carefully helped Gu Yun put on his clothes, then bent down to put on his shoes for him, doing it with great care and attention.

His Royal Highness Prince Yan wore plain clothes and abstinence like a monk all day long. People who didn't know him would think he was a gentleman. However, after this incident, Gu Yun learned that beneath his righteous appearance, this man had a lot of incredible "interests" in his heart that normal people couldn't understand.

What do you like? Do you like that he is blind?

Chang Geng didn't speak loudly, so in order for Gu Yun to hear him, he would always whisper. Saying something like "be careful with the doorstep" sounded like whispering in each other's ears. When they reached the door, Gu Banxia instinctively reached out to hold the door frame, but he gently and unconditionally stopped his hand. Chang Geng said stubbornly, "Don't touch anything else, just hold on to me."

This unprecedented feeling of complete control almost drove Chang Geng crazy, and he was unwilling to let go for a moment. He would come over and ask for a kiss after saying a few words, and he never got tired of it. After a while, he made Gu Yun so sick that his whole body was covered with hair.

Gu Yun couldn't understand it even if he was beaten to death. How could a person who was originally distant and restrained, and would not even look at him when he changed his clothes, become so crazy after having sex once?

Gu Yun: "I am not disabled even though I can't see. You don't have to support me all the time. Aren't you busy all day long?"

Chang Geng: "Then come with me to the study."

After Gu Yun left, his study basically became Chang Geng's territory. Gu Yun, who had been wandering around the border for many years, felt a little unfamiliar. Chang Geng helped him sit down. The sunlight hit the face of the person in the study from a very familiar angle. Gu Yun suddenly felt something, stretched out his foot, and really touched a small stool under the table: "This thing is still there."

Chang Geng leaned over to pick up the stool, and saw a few vivid little turtles painted on the stool, biting their tails in a circle. Next to it was engraved in childish font: "Although the divine turtle is long-lived, ten will surround it."

...It's totally irrelevant.

Chang Geng laughed for a long time, pulled Gu Yun's hand and pressed it on the mark, and asked, "Did you do it?"

"Don't laugh. I didn't study seriously for a few days when I was a child." Gu Yun slightly curved his eyes. "I read books in the palace with the emperor and the King of Wei. The old marquis himself has ordinary knowledge. He only reads more military books. He found a sour old scholar to read scriptures to me. I fell asleep after listening for a while. I can only entertain myself - well, do your own thing. I haven't been home for a long time. Just take a walk."

"Don't," Chang Geng said hurriedly, "I like to hear you talk about it, and then what?"

Gu Yun looked embarrassed. This was not a matter of honor. It was just that Chang Geng was rarely happy. Gu Yun just took it as a way to amuse him and continued, "I was very naughty at that time. The teacher was afraid of me and didn't dare to discipline him in person. I went to complain to the old marquis behind his back. The old marquis would not only beat me, but also punish me by making me do horse stance on a stool. If I shivered, I would fall off. He was really not like a real father... Later, I felt that the old goatee complained all day long and was really a piece of shit. I discussed it with Shen Jiping and stole some laxatives to put in the teacher's tea."

"The laxative was nothing, but we were both young and didn't know how to take it seriously. My husband was old and weak, so he almost killed me. The Gu family hasn't had such a crazy loser in two hundred years. The old marquis was furious and wanted to beat me to death. Fortunately, the princess stopped him... Well, my mother later admitted that it wasn't that she didn't want to beat me at the time, but because she herself had a cold body and it was difficult for her to have children. She was afraid that beating me to death would end the Gu family."

Chang Geng imagined it, and felt that if he had such a naughty child, he would beat him to death. However, he then remembered that the unlucky child was Gu Yun, and felt that if he were the old marquis, even if this person really killed someone, he would probably have to go to his house in person to pay for his life, and would never be willing to touch a hair on his head.

He couldn't help laughing for a long time and asked, "What happened next?"

Gu Yun paused for a moment, the smile on his face was really a little bit difficult to maintain. He restrained his expression and was silent for a moment before saying, "Later, the two of them felt that if they continued like this, they would be lawless, so they simply took me to the Northern Frontier Black Iron Camp."

His childhood of being disliked by cats and dogs came to an abrupt end without warning.