Who took away my wealth

After a long while, Gu Yu lowered his eyes and said in a calm voice: "No...but I won't help you either."

After saying that, he raised his eyes again and looked at the young man seriously:

"I hope you are safe and well, but if this is your choice, I have no right to interfere."

Gu Yu doesn't want to be involved in anyone's hatred. What he wants is world peace.

But how can so many things in this world come true?

He is not Song Qinian, nor anyone else, and has no right to make decisions for others.

If he were in Song Qinian's position, he would also hope that the person who caused the death of his family would be punished, and that his great revenge would be repaid.

With this alone, he couldn't persuade the other party to forget their hatred and live a good life.

It's like he was brooding over being abandoned by his parents when he was a child.

Song Qinian's face was sullen for several seconds, his eyes staring straight at Gu Yu, like a pool of water.

Gu Yu thought he was unhappy, so he explained bravely: "There is a reason why I don't help you. After all, I am still the prince now. Even if I can't stand Li Guodong anymore, he is also the general of Nanling. He has been guarding the border for all these years. Even if it’s of some use, I can’t possibly..."

Gu Yu didn't say anything else, he believed Song Qinian also understood.

The seriousness on Song Qinian's face suddenly disappeared, and he raised a smile: "His Highness's words are enough. I will do this myself."

He just brought this matter out, just to see if Gu Yu's attitude would stop him, and if he would give up on him after hearing that his enemy was Li Guodong.

It seems that even if Gu Yu doesn't help him, he won't be hostile to him because of it.

This is enough.

Song Qinian felt that Gu Yu actually did not care so much about the title of the prince. There was even a possibility that he would agree to it if someone offered him enough money to change his identity.

The latter looked at the young man worriedly.

This kid, alone, still wants to take revenge?

Are all Li Guodong's soldiers vegetarian?

It's like throwing an egg against a stone, seeking death!

"Hey, kid, you've told me such a private thing, aren't you afraid that I'll report you?"

"If His Highness had wanted to do that, when Li Guodong caught me, he wouldn't have fought with him to save me. Besides..."

Song Qinian's eyebrows curved: "You and Li Zhichang do have enmity. Compared with his subordinates, His Highness must be on his side."

The young man's words reminded Gu Yu of the first time they met in a small restaurant.

Fragrant, ambiguous and indescribable.

The sight of white flowers is still dazzling in front of my eyes.

Thinking about it makes me blush a little.

Gu Yu frowned: "Can you not mention this matter in the future?"

Song Qinian, however, seemed to be deliberately pretending not to know, blinked innocently, and asked:

"Why?"

Why...

Gu Yu was slightly annoyed, his brain twitched, and he spat out the words without thinking:

"Who is brought to a place like that and told that they won't be in a good mood?"

Gu Yu still clearly remembers the scene when Li Zhichang looked like a villain, asking him if he knew how to do it, and teaching him how to do things.

He regretted it after he spat out the words. Why did he tell this to a child?

The young man's silvery laughter came to his ears, and he heard him ask:

"So, will your Highness do it?"

Gu Yu: "..."

His dignity as a man was trampled upon.

I feel slighted by a teenage child.

I feel bad, very bad.

So someone got angry and slapped the other person on the back. His cheeks were as pink as a peach blossom in full bloom in March:

"How could it be possible that it's not a man's nature? I am just keeping my integrity and being responsible for my future wife, you know? If you had really done something, you would still be joking with me here with a smile. I'm afraid you would have hit a wall long ago, right?"

Song Qinian's delicate eyebrows were furrowed as he was slapped hard, as if he was extremely uncomfortable.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Is it a porcelain thing?

He just slapped him casually, and there wouldn't be any internal injuries. He himself was still a wounded person, so where did he get so much energy?

Gu Yu saw something wrong with his expression, and just as he was asking, he saw the body of the young man squatting in front of him swaying and turning in his direction.

At this time, Gu Yuzheng was leaning against the tree trunk. Seeing such a stocky body leaning towards him, his tail bones tightened.

The boy's strong body pressed against Gu Yu's body, and his chin rested on Gu Yu's neck, which was soft and soft. His breath was even hotter, almost scalding Gu Yu's square inch of skin.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing? You're crushing me. Get up!"

"pain……"

The young man was groggy, his voice was vague, and he sounded pitiful.

"Ah, where does it hurt?"

Gu Yu subconsciously pushed the other person, and when his palm touched Song Qinian's back, it was stained with a layer of wet stickiness. He turned his palm over, and his lower eyes were bright red.

"bleeding?"

Song Qinian was wearing black clothes, which was inconspicuous at all. It was only at this time that Gu Yu noticed that there was a tear in the front and back, and blood gushed out, staining the surrounding fabrics.

If he hadn't slapped him and felt the sticky feeling, he wouldn't have been able to tell that he was bleeding.

From the looks of it, he must have been scratched by a cheetah.

"Why didn't you say you were hurt?"

The young man spoke weakly, "It's okay, my subordinates can handle it."

"You can handle it and you are as weak as Lin Daiyu now? I wish I had told you that we don't want the money... Do you think you are very stubborn? You are like a cow that can't pull its head back."

While he was cursing, his eyes were moist.

He was a little at a loss and wanted to see Song Qinian's wounds, but he was also a wounded person and couldn't move. He could only use his hands to wrap around the young man's body, and his nose shrugged sourly.

Song Qinian rubbed his head against Gu Yu's neck, sniffed it obsessively, and pressed his lips to it as if by accident. Gu Yu felt it, and when he was about to say something, he noticed that the boy's body was shaking.

He thought the other person was in pain, but he didn't know that the other person was trembling with excitement.

He hugged His Highness, but His Highness did not push him away.

So happy!

Gu Yu, who didn't know why, said, "Does it hurt? Weren't you very powerful just now? Why are you acting like a weakling now?"

This change was so big that Gu Yu was really caught off guard.

"Your Highness also beat me and scolded me. Just now I was holding on to find a horse to deliver the message. This subordinate is really in pain."

Upon hearing Song Qinian's crying and pitiful tone, coupled with such eye-catching blood stains, all Gu Yu's questions were stuck in his throat.

If he had lost so much blood, he might have fainted long ago. It would have been difficult for Song Qinian to persist for so long. Why should he question him?

"Okay, okay, stop talking and save some energy."