Regent, he has my cub

"How long has he been like this?"

"Return to Your Majesty, it has been like this since the day I came in."

Ji Xuanling didn't ask any more questions, and asked someone to open the cell door.

The light in the cell was dim, and Gu Yanlin was sitting against the corner, unable to discern the expression on his face.

"Lu Yuan has been convicted."

Ji Xuanling didn't intend to let him go at first, and only came back to deal with him after the Southwest affairs were over, but he didn't expect that all of this was ahead of schedule.

"Everything that Gu Wenhan did, you contributed to it, and you also prompted Chen Ying to form an alliance with the third prince of Liang Guo, trespassing on the palace and threatening the regent. Everything is a capital offense."

Ji Xuanling will never keep such a person who is very scheming and does things as he pleases.

Gu Yanlin remained motionless, staring intently at his toes.

"Lu Siyong will be buried today."

Hearing this, he finally had some reaction, raised his eyes to look at Ji Xuanling, his voice was a little hoarse, "Let me go see him..."

Ji Xuanling chose to tell the news, in fact, he had already agreed to him, but he still smiled and said, "You still have the face to go?"

Gu Yanlin was silent.

After a long silence, Ji Xuanling left with his hands behind his back, stopped when he reached the door of the cell, turned his head slightly, and said as he wished: "After the funeral tomorrow, you can go."

Just as it is, the last farewell.

Lu Siyong's final resting place is no different from other people's, a handful of loess, a tombstone, other than that, when people die and lights are extinguished, nothing remains.

Gu Yanlin squatted down, touched the name on the tombstone with his fingertips, and smiled.

"What a fool..." he said.

Just like when we first met.

But Lu Siyong was never a smart person, until the moment he died, he thought that the first time he met Gu Yanlin was in Qiushuifang where fish and dragons were mixed together.

Gu Yanlin's appearance really doesn't look like someone who hangs out in Fireworks and Willow Lane, so when Lu Siyong heard him say that he is the owner of Qiushuifang, he still didn't believe it.

As for how he believed in the end, it was all because Gu Yanlin personally explained to him what a gentle scum is.

"Mr. Lu, do you want to play something new?" When Gu Yanlin said this, there was still a gentle smile on his face, but when he raised his brow, it was full of provocation and temptation.

"I'd like to see how fresh it is."

With just one sentence, Lu Siyong sold himself.

When he woke up the next day, Lu Siyong endured the pain in his waist, grinned his teeth and raised his hand to give him a slap, but Gu Yanlin grabbed his wrist.

"Master Lu, what are you doing here?"

He asked knowingly.

"You're teasing me!" You said something new, you were clearly playing with him!

Gu Yanlin looked narrowly at his waist as if pointing something, and asked, "Didn't Mr. Lu have any fun?"

At that time, Lu Siyong blushed, but thought about it seriously, and finally said "yes" honestly.

From then on, the two entangled endlessly until they died.

What Lu Siyong didn't know was that their first meeting was much earlier than he thought.

When Gu Yanlin was six years old, in order to please the mistress, the servants of the mansion locked Gu Wenhan in the woodshed on the day of Gu Wenhan's birthday.

Unexpectedly, the sky was dry and the things were dry, and the people in the kitchen did not do things cleanly, and the water leaked at night, which actually brought disaster to Gu Yanlin in the woodshed next door.

The fire spread, and no one thought that there was a child in the woodshed.

Gu Yanlin almost thought he was going to be burned to death.Fortunately, there is no unparalleled road, and there was a hole in the corner of the firewood room that he forgot to fill, so he crawled out from there, and left quietly in a panic.

As long as it's not the Gu family, it's good to go anywhere.

In the middle of the night, it started to rain, he walked aimlessly for a long time, and finally fell in front of the Lu residence, who was still a young censor at that time.

When Lu Siyong went out to play early the next morning, he tripped over him, cursed and picked him up.

When Gu Yanlin woke up, Lu Siyong looked at him lying on the head of the bed, saw him open his eyes, and opened his mouth to ask who he was.

"... "

"Forget it, I'm not interested in knowing either. You prevented me from going out, so just stay here and play with me today."

When Lu Siyong was a child, he was white and tender, unbelievably clean, and Gu Yanlin, who had just escaped from the sea of ​​fire after a life and death, was completely filthy, just like cloud and mud.

He didn't ask any information about Gu Yanlin, but he revealed his old background thoroughly in a few words.

Lu Siyong regarded this picked-up child as a small follower, directing the people to rush forward and backward.Although Gu Yanlin didn't say a word, he did everything he could.

Lu Siyong was very satisfied with his new servant, and after getting tired from playing, he finally remembered to ask him about his condition, "Why did you come to lie in front of my house? Where are your parents?"

Gu Yanlin, who was also a little bun, clenched his hands tightly. He didn't answer, but asked instead: "If someone bullies you, what would you do?"

"Who dares to bully me?" Lu Siyong was puzzled.

Gu Yanlin felt that he had asked a very stupid question. For a spoiled young master like him, naturally there would be no one who is blind to him.

"But..." Lu Siyong thought for a while and said, "If someone really dares to do this, then I will call back!"

Gu Yanlin looked up and saw that his eyes were shining brightly.

"If you can't beat it, just wait for the next time, and one day you will make him look good."

Gu Yanlin went back, he endured hibernation, and finally waited for this day.

He also finally understood that he was never the same as Lu Siyong, a naive little fool.

Lu Siyong has a father who loves and abuses him behind his back, but he has never gained anything from the beginning to the end.

The author has something to say: At this point, even if this story is over, the writing is insufficient and the writing is not perfect. Thank you for your support and tolerance.After much deliberation, I decided to write Mozun for the next book. Thanks again to all the cuties, refills...

感谢在2020-12-0621:07:23-2020-12-1003:30:43期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦……

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Harry does not have Potter 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 12 bottles of Azhi; 6 bottles of Yunmo; 1 bottle of Don’t Voice Me;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!