Once upon a time there was a poor little girl [Quick Transmigration]

Gu Yue was dressed in black clothes, standing indifferently in the center of the courtyard, his dark eyes staring straight ahead, behind him lay the courtyard guard and the steward who was still in shock.

"General." Shang Yun shouted with difficulty and could not restrain himself.

But what met him was the man's cold eyes with murderous air.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar face, Shang Yun couldn't help but take a step forward, and the long sword in his hand blew a long cry, the slight tremor showed that the master's heart was not at peace at the moment.

There is a trace of dry and sultry air floating in the air, and the morning sun slowly climbs up to the right head of the sky, and the scorching temperature completely dispels the cool breath of the grass and trees in the morning.

Gu Yue took a look at Shang Yun's weird attire, and saw his vaguely excited expression through the masked gauze.

Frowning slightly, Gu Yue faced the man, but an inexplicable sense of familiarity rose in his heart.This familiarity, when he met the Shuang'er surnamed Shen in the house, he also had...

They knew each other before?

This cognition flashed in Gu Yue's mind.

Standing in the courtyard, he saw that the strangely dressed man didn't seem to have any desire to do anything, so he asked coldly, "Who are you? What is your relationship with Wang Yuanwai? The master of Fengfu has never had any enmity with you. But why did you find this mansion and wound all the servants in the mansion?"

Shang Yun's lips moved slightly, wanting to explain the cause and effect, but when the words came to his mouth, he only turned into one sentence, "I just want to ask to see the master of the mansion, but they moved first."

Gu Yue's gaze sank, and his thoughts turned back to last night when the man in front of him fought with him with deadly moves, and he didn't listen to his words.

Shang Yun saw that Gu Yue didn't believe it, and he didn't care about other things. He just took a step closer and said in a low voice, "General, you really don't remember your subordinate? This subordinate has been looking for you for a long time, but never thought of..." It turned out that it was amnesia Yet?

"What are you talking about?" Gu Yue interrupted him, his brows frowned even tighter, and an inexplicable dark color flashed in his eyes.

"...Our army returned with a great victory in the battle of Qiyan, but the battalion that was the first to repatriate did not want to be ambushed by the enemy halfway." Shang Yun stared at Gu Yue and said word by word, "The other soldiers of the advance battalion did not survive, and you Since that ambush, he has also disappeared, his whereabouts are unknown, and his life and death are unknown!"

When Gu Yue listened, his heart was shaken, and some scattered scenes inexplicably appeared in his mind, the bloody setting sun, and the flying banners.

It's the mighty battlefield, wrapped in a thick bloody atmosphere, rushing towards the face, making people's minds tumbling and turbulent.

Seeing that the man seemed to be moved emotionally, Shang Yun continued, "The subordinate finally searched for the clues you left behind secretly, and then found Tianshui Town..."

Then, everything became clear.

Gu Yue couldn't help tensing up, he subconsciously felt that the people in front of him were telling the truth, but...

"you are mine!"

Suddenly, I recalled that after I woke up from the confusion, I forgot all my past.

And the youth is just like a ray of light, and the powerful posture is reflected in his eyes, lighting up his dark world.

The way the eyebrows were raised slightly in front of him, the slightly curved corners of the rosy lips, and the warm palm touching his chest, close to his ears, issued a clear and powerful voice. sound……

His lower abdomen tightened, and the image of the young man under his body going to the cloud and rain with him last night came to mind.

Lingering.

Probably stupefied.

Gu Yue's heart was shocked and his inexplicable emotions surged, but the corners of his lips slightly raised a gentle arc, and the gentleness in his eyes almost drowned people.

——I am yours, but you are mine too.

He thought happily.

His thoughts flew a little far away, and when he came back to his senses, Gu Yue realized that the eyes around him were hot and abnormal.

From the corner of the eye fell on the fat steward next to him, seeing the thoughtful look on the steward's face and the stunned look of the others, Gu Yue pursed his lips, looking at the man who was still tense and vigilant, but also full of hope for himself He frowned and said, "Since you said you are my subordinate, then... you should let me see what you look like, and it's nothing to cover up."

Shang Yun was only stunned for a moment when he heard the words, but he didn't refute. He just reached out and took off the gray cloth covering his face as he said.

The handsome face was covered by a long and narrow scar, the man's eyes were dark and cold, and a blue beard appeared on his chin, which added a bit of vicissitudes and decadence to him.

The first time Gu Yue saw it, he couldn't help shouting, "...Shang Yun?"

Shang Yun's eyes suddenly burst into light, "General, do you remember?"

Gu Yue shook his head, "No." Maybe this is just the subconscious reaction of the body.

The conversation between the two was very low, Fu Li and the others beside the corridor didn't know what the two were talking about.

The atmosphere was still tense, and behind Gu Yue, the manager's expression was also very strange, while the guards' eyes showed some surprise and disbelief.

And the moment the strangely dressed man lowered his veil, Fu Li clearly noticed something wrong with Chu Yang's expression.

Pressing the back of Chu Yang's tense hands, Fu Li glanced at the courtyard and asked in a low voice, "Are you all right?"

Chu Yang stared blankly at the gray cloth towel that fell on the ground, and his black and white eyes moved very slowly to Shang Yun's side face with a knife across his entire face. After a long while, he uttered three words in a low voice, " I'm fine."

Fu Li naturally didn't believe Chu Yang, so he looked at him worriedly, patted the back of his hand lightly as if to comfort him, and sighed.

But at this moment in the hospital, Feng Ze was wearing unlined clothing, with one hand stuck into the bathtub.

His waist was slightly bent, and the hot mist instantly enveloped his face.

"hiss……"

Unexpectedly, the back of the hand that was paddling across the water was scalded crimson by the hot water.Quickly covering the back of his hand, Feng Ze took a deep breath, but frowned slightly.

——The boy who boiled the water was too sloppy.

In my heart, I complained about the servant who prepared the water, but there was a sense of uneasiness, like the ripples in the bathtub being stirred by the back of the hand, and it rippled from my heart.

Lingering.