Help! I just woke up and was stabbed by a big kid

Wu Yan said, "As far as I know, there is a kind of poisonous grass called snake grass that can produce effects through both smell and internal consumption. I need to ask Wu Ye about the others."

Gu Yue did not ask who Wu Ye was, and Gu Xu and Wu Yan also understood each other tacitly and did not continue to ask.

"Does it have any effect on the body?" Gu Xu asked.

"It seems that this thing is one of the ingredients of Ma Fei San. It should be fine if you take a small amount." Wu Yan said, "If you are worried, go back and ask Wu Ye to take a look."

Seeing that both the master and servant were focused on him, Gu Yue could only pretend that he didn't understand anything and continued the topic of the snake grass: "Perhaps the prince used this thing to make Lu Tianyun lose the ability to resist and then killed him."

Gu Xu nodded silently.

Gu Yue lowered his head and took a sip of the meat porridge in his hand. It tasted really good. The pickled meat had a unique flavor after being boiled. The rice grains were also very close to the refined rice in the world, and the quality was excellent.

Gu Xu looked at Gu Yue who was chewing slowly, but his mind was thinking about other things.

Since Wen Qing could tell the story of Qin Zhaoyue and the two strangers, it meant that when he arrived at the camp of the three of them, everything was still the same.

Wen Qing’s goal is the same as his - revenge, but are their enemies the same person?

Gu Xu rubbed the edge of the wooden bowl with his fingertips.

In any case, Qin Zhaoyue's death was an accident and they had to change their plans.

It's not a bad idea to just take action directly.

Gu Xu's gaze slowly turned to Gu Yue's face.

is it him?

Gu Xu found it difficult to convince himself.

Suddenly appeared around Luoyang, had an intersection with Qin Zhaoyue and Lu Tianyun, and even killed the prince for unknown reasons. After being captured in the mansion, Xiaobai returned to the mansion with his portrait, and his reaction was so strange again.

Is it really him?

Gu Xu didn't dare let Wu Ye judge whether there was anything wrong with his mental state. He was afraid that everything he saw was a bubble.

Finally got some clues about Gu Yue...

Even if it is fake, he will not believe it until he verifies it himself.

But, if it was really him, why wouldn’t he take the initiative to reveal his identity?

Seeing that he was going to marry someone else, would he be indifferent?

Gu Xu stared at Gu Yue's face in a daze.

He clearly sensed the man in front of him was dissatisfied with the marriage, but why didn't he...

Gu Xu said, "Since you have finished eating, you should rest early."

He pointed to the tent nearby and said, "You are not a warrior. If you don't get enough sleep, you may not be able to catch up with us tomorrow."

Gu Yue naturally followed the instructions. He handed the bowl in his hand to Wu Yan - the action was also very smooth, without any hesitation; then he took off his boots.

But after he bent down and entered the tent, sat down on the soft bedding, took off his outer clothes and folded them until only his inner clothes were left, he suddenly realized something.

"There is only one tent, what will you two do?" Gu Yue asked.

"I'll guard the first half of the night, and the master will guard the second half." Wu Yan said.

"Oh..." Gu Yue responded.

Before he could think of what to say in the second half of the sentence, he saw Gu Xu put down his empty bowl and walked towards the tent.

Two slender legs stopped at the entrance of the tent. Gu Yue stared blankly, and saw the owner of the legs squat down, and a beautiful face appeared at the entrance of the tent.

"What are you doing?" Gu Yue was shocked.

"Rest." Gu Xu said lightly.

"Such a small tent..." Gu Yue choked halfway through his sentence.

These were things they had prepared, so it would be fine if he just took them, but he also didn't let Gu Xu in. What was that?

His character did not allow him to drive Gu Xu out, but when he thought about it carefully, this tent was arranged by them. Could it be that they deliberately made it so small and they only brought one?

Can’t Gu Xu just sleep in the carriage?

Gu Xu said: "Why, you want to monopolize it?"

The light in the tent was poor, so Gu Yue couldn't see his expression clearly. He could only see that his dark black clothes were gleaming with golden patterns.

He could only stammer, "Your tent is fine, of course...as long as you don't mind it being too crowded."

Gu Xu seemed to laugh very lightly, and Gu Yue's ears suddenly felt numb.

He got in.

The size of the tent was just right. When Gu Xu finally sat down on the bedding, there was about an inch of gap between the two of them, making it difficult to turn over.

The temperature around him was not scorching, but Gu Yue still had sweat on his forehead and felt nervous.

"When I was young, I could sleep in a grass nest made of piles of junk." Gu Xu's voice was very soft, but very close. "It's just a tent, why would you dislike it?"

Gu Yue responded sullenly, not daring to say anything more: "Well... take a rest."

He lay down, restraining himself by covering himself with only a corner of the quilt, and turned over with his back to the source of heat.

He closed his eyes tightly, and Gu Xu behind him seemed to have not moved.

It is said that the senses are tied to memories, causing people to recall the past at any time due to stimulation. Gu Yue thought that this was indeed the case.

He couldn't help but think of the past, and the tacit contact between the two of them on the snowy night.

They rode together in the desolate mountains under the boundless moonlight.

They lay tightly together on a narrow bed in a simple inn outside Chang'an City.

Or it could be as small as the shape of the calluses, the feel of the palm lines, and the slightly moist palms from holding hands for too long.

Or...

Too much.

So much so that Gu Yue felt panicked.

He finally realized that Gu Xu had become an indelible part of his memories, tightly entangled with his soul and flesh, and engraved on every bone of his memory.

Oops.

Gu Yue clenched his teeth and thought in a daze.

Gu Xu lowered his head and looked at the huddled shadow, the emotions in his eyes changing, and finally he withdrew his half-extended hand.

The fingertips gently fell and caught a strand of Gu Yue's loose hair.

Go to sleep.

Gu Xu raised his hand, pulled over most of the thin blanket, and gently covered Gu Yue with it.

……

That night, Gu Yue slept very uneasily.

He couldn't quite tell whether he was asleep or awake. The gentle breathing beside him, the footsteps outside the tent, and the rustling of branches and leaves kept circling around him.

Gu Yue finally opened his eyes until the light shining through his eyelids became stronger and stronger.

The bedding was deliberately thickened, but even so, the ground was still a little hard. Gu Yue felt a slight pain in his body, and he endured it and turned over gently, but found that there was no one beside him.

Only then did he remember that it seemed that Gu Xu was guarding the second half of the night.

He didn't talk in his sleep, did he?

After quickly recalling the past, Gu Yue felt dizzy and had no memory of the dream. He grabbed his outer garment and put it on, then walked out of the tent and saw Gu Xu standing beside the packed carriage, talking to Wu Yan.

Seeing Gu Yue leaving the tent, Wu Yan stopped chatting and walked forward to pack up his things.

Gu Yue thanked him and then carefully observed Gu Xu's expression.

No problem?

no?

Gu Xu seemed to curl up the corners of his mouth.