Who took away my wealth

Li Guodong has lived on the border most of his life. The sky is high and the emperor is far away, and he is also highly praised by his soldiers.

Even when he returned to Beijing to report on his duties, the emperor was polite to him and rewarded him with many things to appease him for his hard work of guarding the country all year round.

But the Crown Prince in front of him was so domineering and merciless when he spoke, which made people feel embarrassed.

"Correct."

Gu Yu glanced at Li Zhichang who was hiding behind the screen with half of his head stretched out. He narrowed his eyes dangerously and raised his chin:

"General Li, no matter what, this man cannot be considered yours. Even if you brought him back from Shanling Prefecture, he was given to me by your son. Do you know where he was given?"

Gu Yu's expression was teasing and teasing, and he stopped abruptly mid-sentence, leaving room for endless imagination.

Li Guodong turned his head and squinted at Li Zhichang who was hiding behind him.

The latter received two pointed looks and couldn't help but tremble.

It's over, he can no longer hide the fact that he went to such a place to fool around.

This was the first time Gu Yu was so angry. The muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched, and his voice was so cold that he said:

"Anyway, I must take him away. If the general is dissatisfied, feel free to go to court and take a copy of me. Also, I hope this is the last time that the general will be rude to my people. If there is a next time, I will Gong wouldn't be so 'nice and nice'."

Li Guodong: "..."

"Your Highness, you are the future crown prince. How unbecoming is it to lead a Sumu man with such a big fanfare?"

"You also know that I am the crown prince? Is it proper for a general's son to take me to a place like that?"

"If the general is determined to make an issue with this young man's ownership rights, then I also want to use the young master to bewitch the prince and make an issue of his contempt for the royal family."

Li Guodong's dark red face turned a little pale and he was speechless.

He just watched helplessly as the prince took that little bitch away.

After all, he had been a general for so many years, and no one dared to touch his face like this. Today, his face was pressed to the ground and rubbed by the prince. He turned around viciously and shouted:

"Get out of here!"

Li Zhichang came out from behind the screen obediently, frowned, and knelt down skillfully in front of Li Guodong.

"What did the prince say?"

Li Zhichang had not been with Li Guodong since he was a child. He was raised in the capital and was spoiled by his mother, so much so that he had no idea what he would look like.

"I......"

"If you don't tell the truth, I can find out."

Li Zhichang's legs were trembling, fearing that his father would use military tactics to deal with him if he found out, so he "surrendered" tremblingly, "I, I just saw that little bitch as he was good-looking, so I... ...Sold it to a small restaurant, and then took the prince there..."

"Nonsense!"

Li Guodong was also a man who valued face. He had just told the prince righteously that Song Qinian's ownership rights belonged to him. Unexpectedly, he had been betrayed by his unsatisfactory son. No wonder the prince's eyes did not show any concern when he asked for someone. Wow, that’s it.

Now not only is the face lost, but also the dignity is gone.

That day, the wailing in the general's mansion came one after another. The door was closed tightly, and no one knew who was being beaten inside.

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Song Qinian was put into Gu Yu's carriage.

The latter wrapped him in a thick blanket and stuffed a heater in his arms.

"The clothes are torn. Was it cold when Xu Hai carried him here? There are so many wounds, but I don't know if the bones are damaged."

Gu Yu frowned and looked at the bloody wounds. It felt like the whip was not being whipped on Song Qinian's body, but on him.

He had only seen these scenes in TV dramas before, and he secretly complained that the protagonist was still recovering from such a serious injury. Now that he had actually encountered it, he really hoped that Song Qinian would have such a protagonist's halo and the wound would heal faster. heal.

"I don't dare to touch your clothes now, for fear that the flesh will stick to the material and be torn off. I'd better wait until I get back home later and let the doctor take a look at you."

The young man's eyes were still red. He reached out and carefully grasped the corner of Gu Yu's clothes, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Your Highness actually doesn't have to offend that general for me. This subordinate is indeed just a sin slave, a little bitch..."

As I talked, I almost cried.

"What are you talking nonsense about? Have I ever treated you as a sin slave? Have Yinfeng and Xu Hai treated you as a sin slave? Don't feel sorry for yourself in front of me!"

Song Qinian pursed his lips and tears fell from his eyes.

If the current atmosphere were not suitable for discussing this matter, Gu Yuzhen would like to say:

It’s so pretty when he cries!

He looks like someone who is easy to bully.

This is how the protagonist’s beautiful tears should look like, right?

"Hey, why are you crying?"

After receiving Gu Yu's concern, Song Qinian seemed even more aggrieved: "Has His Highness deliberately avoided your subordinates these past few days? I thought that Your Highness would not care about me anymore?"

Gu Yu touched his head distressedly, "How could that be?"

Song Qinian's hair was very long and smooth. Gu Yu held it up for him. He found a ribbon from somewhere and tied it up for him gently, fearing that one of his movements would be too strong and might touch the other person's wound.

The young man quietly leaned into the other person's arms.

Gu Yu felt a little guilty and didn't notice his inadvertent action, because he had indeed become somewhat distant from Song Qinian these days.

Because of his baseless dream.

Even if Song Qinian likes the same person, he is the one he raises outside, the type he likes.

He is just as dependent on himself as he is on his brother and his father.

Look at how well-behaved and supple she is when she is in front of him.

The look he was looking at was probably one of dependence and admiration, which had nothing to do with that kind of love. But because of that dream, he made rash assumptions about others and almost ruined a young man's clear heart.

Damn it.

"No way?"

Gu Yu deliberately avoided looking, and Song Qinian pretended not to know, just looking at him with his clear amber eyes.

What clean eyes, what a heartless child.

"Well, absolutely not. I regard you as my younger brother from the bottom of my heart, so I will never leave you alone."

Dear...brother?

Song Qinian's eyes dimmed for a moment, then lit up again, as if a small flame was dancing.

He grinned and said, "Well, thank you, Your Highness. I will treat Your Highness as my brother."

Hearing this, Gu Yu breathed a sigh of relief. It's good to be an older brother. There can't be any orthopedics between brothers, right? People in ancient times were relatively conservative.

Well, he comforted himself like this.

Rao didn't know that he had been classified as a "loving brother" by Song Qinian.