The traitor has a white moonlight

The mountain at the back of the Gu family is in the shape of a hollow circle, above a man-made soup pool.But the gazebo is nothing more than a thatched shed supported by several pillars.

There are many flowers and assortments around the pavilion, the light gauze is winding in the wind, and the water vapor in the soup pool is lingering. When you look up from below, you can only see the hazy glow.

It's really a beautiful scene of steaming clouds and rosy clouds, just like a fairyland that has fallen into the world.It's just that the man in the pavilion leaned crookedly, slouching and disheveled, which was too indecent, and polluted the beautiful scenery like a fairy.

Even so, Zhao Yue stood at the foot of the mountain and looked up for a long time before climbing up the stairs.

Footsteps sounded behind him, Gu Huaisheng stopped drinking, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "I just came today, I think I haven't seen what I gave you." Lifting his legs, he jumped off the guardrail, shaking the empty bag in his hand. Put the wine jar aside with a smile: "Since that's the case, why did the prince come here this time?"

"Alcoholism hurts your health." Zhao Yue stood in front of Gu Huaisheng, frowning at the strong smell of alcohol.

"Hmm." Gu Huaisheng tilted his head and raised his eyebrows, his smile faded but couldn't melt into his blurred eyes: "What does that have to do with you?"

"Gu Huaisheng!" Zhao Yue took a deep breath, stepped forward and pinched Gu Huaisheng's shoulders, and stared into his eyes: "What's wrong with you? Why, why did you change your temperament so much?"

"My lord..." Gu Huaisheng looked at Zhao Yue's stern and tough face. In a trance, he seemed to see himself kneeling under the scorching sun and hanging a big knife on his head. An inexplicable emotion welled up in his heart. Yihei, full of exhaustion: "When the big knife fell, it really hurt... After drinking the medicine, it still hurts."

Zhao Yue didn't hear clearly, when he heard the cry of pain, he quickly leaned over to support the person and leaned against him: "It hurts? What hurts? Where does it hurt? Is the wound hurting again?"

But no matter how he asked, Gu Huaisheng, who was already drunk, kept talking about pain.With his eyes closed, his face was pale and sweaty, as if he was entangled in a terrible dream, but he was clearly awake.

Zhao Yue wanted to pick off his collar to check the wound, but he refused, screaming for pain while trembling and struggling hard.Being so troubled that he couldn't help it, he simply turned around, pulled the person on his back, and walked down the mountain after carrying him on his back.

Nu'er came over with refreshments, and seeing Zhao Yue going down the mountain with Gu Huaisheng on his back from afar, he paused subconsciously, his eyes widened, and he ran over.

"My lord! My lord..." I shrank my neck in awe of Zhao Yue's cold aura, but looking at Gu Huaisheng who was obviously out of order, I mustered up the courage to ask: "My lord, is he drunk?"

"Get out!" Zhao Yue didn't give Nu'er a glimpse from the corner of his eye, and left without Gu Huaisheng on his back.

Nu'er looked at the figure of the two leaving, bit her lip for a while, and then held back the tears that came out of fright. Thinking of Gu Huaisheng's appearance just now, she didn't dare to delay, and hurried to find Uncle Yuan.

After finding Uncle Yuan, Nu'er dragged Uncle Yuan without saying a word, and ran towards Gu Huaisheng's yard.

"Hey! Why are you dragging me, kid? Slow down, run slowly!"

"The young master seems to be sick!"

Hearing that Gu Huaisheng was ill, Uncle Yuan's expression changed suddenly, and now he ran very fast without being dragged by his slave.

As soon as the two rushed over, they almost collided with the Guokeer who came out, Haoxuan stopped, but Guokeer didn't pause for a moment, and ran over.

"How is Master Sheng?!" Uncle Yuan shouted at the top of his voice.

"The young master passed out from the pain. I'll call the doctor, Uncle Yuan, and have someone go to the barracks to inform the young master!" Before he finished speaking, Guo Ke'er's small body had already disappeared.

Hearing that Gu Huaisheng was so painful that he fainted, the two of them were in a state of confusion, Yuan Bo pointed someone to report to Gu Huaizhun who was far away in the barracks, and then rushed into Gu Huaisheng's room with his slave.

Zhao Yue sat on the edge of the bed, picked up his sleeves and wiped Gu Huaisheng's cold sweat, and didn't even turn his head when he heard the movement.

Nu'er was very scared of him and didn't dare to speak, but Yuan Bo stepped forward to break the silence: "My lord, Young Master Sheng..."

"I've seen it, the wound is healing very well, but he keeps screaming for pain." Zhao Yue stood up: "He sweated a lot, his clothes were wet, go prepare some hot water and send it to him. Scrub and change into clean clothes, otherwise it will be worse if you catch a cold."

Hearing this, Nuer did not wait for Uncle Yuan's order, so he bowed out and prepared to go.

Nu'er came back with the doctor soon, but after checking the pulse, apart from the smell of alcohol, she couldn't see any illness at all, but it was true that she kept crying for pain and was unconscious in cold sweat.

The doctor stroked his beard and stood up: "Master Gu is in good health, the wound has healed well, and there is no loss of internal injury."

"Since there is no problem, why is he still unconscious while screaming for pain?" Zhao Yue's face was ugly.

"Master Gu doesn't look like he's sick, but he seems to be haunted by a nightmare." The more the doctor looked at it, the more he felt like it: "In addition to alcoholism, the coma caused by it will also magnify the pain caused by the nightmare."

"Nightmare?" Uncle Yuan looked at Gu Huaisheng: "Then, can the doctor help you?"

"Feed some hangover soup, and I will stimulate the acupoints with acupuncture, which should wake him up." Since there is no injury or disease, it is not a problem at all in the doctor's opinion. Excessive alcoholism, then hangover is the solution, acupuncture and moxibustion Just do it.

Zhao Yue also thought so, and Yuan Bo gave orders without delay.

However, the hangover soup was poured and the silver needle was pricked, but there was still no sign of waking up.

Zhao Yue lost his temper with the boss, but he changed several doctors, and it was the same.

Gu Huaizhun came back quickly, seeing Gu Huaisheng who was lying on the bed yelling and screaming in pain, he was very distressed, and even vented his anger, seeing that the scourge of Zhao Yue became more and more unpleasant, although due to his status, he couldn't beat him out , but I don't want to see him sitting on the edge of the bed.

"King Xing." Gu Huaizhun stepped forward to salute, but his words were not very polite. It sounded like he was reprimanding a servant who didn't understand the rules, but his words were all driving people away: "The king of Xing is a guest, so he should be present." The hall is very good at entertaining and serving, I'm not at home, Huai Sheng is sick, so you forget the rules, can't you do your part?"

Even Uncle Yuan was so reprimanded that he didn't dare to say anything, let alone Guoke'er and the others, especially Guoke'er, who was hit by a military stick a few days ago, and now his butt is still hurting badly!

Fortunately, Gu Huaizhun just told Zhao Yue on purpose, and didn't really pursue it.

Uncle Yuan looked at Gu Huaizun and then at Zhao Yue who was cold and silent, and stepped forward hesitantly: "My lord, how about..."

"You all go out." Zhao Yue interrupted Uncle Yuan directly, without looking at Gu Huaizhun: "Several doctors said that Mr. Gu was trapped by a nightmare, and the more noisy he is, the more disturbed he is. In this case, everyone There is no need to gather here."

"What King Xing said is very true. Since that's the case, please move forward. Here at Huaisheng, I, the eldest brother, will be fine." Hearing this, Gu Huaizhun stopped beating around the bush and directly issued an order to evict guests.

Zhao Yue snorted coldly: "General Gu, what this king means is that you go out, and this king stays." Seeing that Gu Huaizun was about to open his mouth with a frown, the corners of his mouth twitched, not annoyed: "Why? General Gu is also preparing , tell me the rules?"

"I dare not!"

Gu Huaizhun almost gritted his teeth and squeezed out these three words. After a while, he reluctantly led his servants back out.