Who took away my wealth

"I heard that His Highness the Crown Prince who came to us to resolve the land dispute was the one who later became the emperor for several months and died for his country."

"What? Such a good prince, was he killed by the Sumu Army?"

"I don't know. Anyway, I have a relative who works in the palace. He came back to visit his relatives yesterday and said that the old emperor was very sad after he woke up. He will pay tribute to him in the next few days."

"I have met His Highness the Crown Prince before. He is so good-looking, kind, and speaks softly and softly. How could this damn Sumu man give up such a good Highness like us... ....."

"Hey, natural and man-made disasters, who knows? I hope our next majesty can treat the people like him. The old emperor will never become emperor after this, and not many of his sons will be able to become emperors." It's okay. As soon as Gu Yu left, it seems that his youngest son Gu Ming has been appointed as the emperor. However, Gu Ming is too young and still needs assistance. It will take a few years for him to officially govern."

The tea guests sighed and sighed. Gu Yu, who was sitting by the window drinking tea, had his back to them and his expression was calm.

Gu Ming, the meat dumpling, became the next emperor, and Concubine Duan, who had always been uncontested, became the final winner in life.

Sometimes it is true that when you plant flowers intentionally, they fail, but when you plant willows unintentionally, they create shade.

"Mr. Gu, Mr. Gu, please stop drinking tea. Our young master is back and is looking for you everywhere!"

what?

Gu Yu was in a daze before he put down the tea cup in his hand when he was dragged back to the inn. Gu Yu was standing at the door of the room. Before he could recover, he looked up and saw a dark place standing in front of the bed. tall figure.

"Brother, I brought back the longan you asked for!"

Song Qinian turned around, his appearance startled Gu Yu.

Is this unkempt man with stubble on his face Song Qinian?

Your hair is so messy and tangled, right? If the clothes weren't still intact, he would have thought that a beggar from the street outside had walked in.

"you......"

Xu noticed Gu Yu's surprised gaze. Song Qinian originally wanted to go over and hug him, but he felt that the smell on his body might not be good, so he just stood there helplessly and pointed to the box on the table:

"I packed it with ice. It was too far. I had to find a lot of inns to replenish the ice, which delayed me for a while."

Something pricked Gu Yu's heart.

As he got closer, he saw the red bloodshot eyes under Song Qinian's eyes and the thick shadow under his eyelids. How many days had it been since he had had a good night's sleep?

Just because he casually said that he wanted to eat longan? does it worth?

"Have you not eaten well during this period? Why do you feel you have lost weight again? Still can't eat meat? I'm sorry... Eat the longan quickly, some of it may be spoiled."

Seeing that Gu Yu was stunned and silent, Song Qinian pinched his clothes on both sides, feeling a little nervous:

"Well, if brother wants to eat, I will take you to the south to eat next time. We will eat the freshest and eat enough at one time."

Gu Yu put his head down slightly, feeling too guilty to look at Song Qinian. His desire to eat longan was a lie in the first place, just to deliberately embarrass Song Qinian and block him, but in the end, the other party really ran away just because of his words. I traveled hundreds of kilometers to get it.

I came back less than ten days ago, and I don’t know if I had a good rest at night.

At this moment, Gu Yu was a little at a loss, but it was Song Qinian who spoke first:

"Don't you want to eat it? It doesn't matter. This thing can be dried in the sun and is delicious."

Gu Yuli felt wrong, but looked at him with a thorny look: "You know I don't really want to eat longan, I just..."

"I know you made it difficult for me on purpose, so you asked me to do it."

A breath stuck in Gu Yu's chest: "Then you still go ahead and do it, you idiot?"

"I just want you to understand that every word you say, whether it is true or false, I will keep it in mind and take it seriously."

Gu Yu was stunned. There was a slight feeling of guilt deep in his heart. After hearing Song Qinian's words, it was like a blazing flame. The tongue of fire stirred and licked his conscience and burned his body. Sympathy made him very uncomfortable.

"Who cares about you? Just do it if you want to. I don't care anyway."

Song Qinian's face was full of exhaustion, but he was not angry either. He even tried to persuade Gu Yu: "Brother, you'd better eat some, otherwise I'll run away in vain."

Gu Yu turned around and wanted to leave.

There was a thud from behind.

The tall man just fell to the ground.

Gu Yu's heart was frightened, and he quickly ran over and squatted in front of Song Qinian, calling his name and touching his nose with his hand.

He was afraid that the other person would die suddenly from overwork like he did.

Fortunately, his breath is warm and he is still alive.

He must have collapsed because he was extremely tired and couldn't hold on any longer.

Gu Yu closed his eyes, and there were two little people in his mind pulling at each other to the extreme, making his heart exhausted.

Finally, he took a breath, opened his eyes, took Song Qinian's arm, and dragged him to the bed.

It didn't take long for Song Qinian's face to become visibly sharp, and he was still concerned about whether he had eaten well and whether he had eaten well!

After carrying the man to bed, Gu Yu was panting out of breath. He originally wanted his servants to bring in water, but gave up. He did it himself, as if he had paid off his casual words.

When Song Qinian woke up again, it was already dark. He had slept unconsciously for so long. This had never happened before.

After his vision became clear, the first thing he did was to look for Gu Yu.

He sat up and saw that the room was empty and the things on the table were gone.

He lowered his eyes and saw that his clothes had been changed and his skin had been wiped. He couldn't help but frown. At this moment, his subordinates opened the door to bring him food.

"Young Master, you're awake. I just asked the store to make you something to eat..."

"Who changed my clothes?"

The subordinates knew that Song Qinian didn't like others touching him, so he shook his head like a rattle: "It wasn't us, Mr. Gu changed it for you, and even wiped your body himself."

Song Qinian's stern eyebrows suddenly relaxed, his fingertips moved slightly, and his voice became a little softer, even with a shyness that he didn't even notice:

"He changed it for me? Alone?"

"Well, my subordinates know that the young master doesn't like other people's touch, but they thought Mr. Gu should be... okay, so they left it to him."

"Oh, he can."

Only he can.

"What about others?"

"I seem to be chatting with the shopkeeper downstairs."

"I'll go down and find him."

"Hey, young master, you don't want to eat?"

"Let's talk later!"

Where is the care and importance of eating?