Sha Po Lang

After the third watch, Gu Yun was exhausted and wanted to go back to rest, but was influenced by Shen Yi's words, and he turned to the backyard unknowingly.

At this time, there were not many lights on in the entire capital city, Chang Geng had already fallen asleep, Gu Yun did not disturb the old servant outside, and entered his room softly, taking advantage of the snow light outside the window, he was about to stretch out his hand to pull the quilt for Chang Geng, Suddenly, he found that the child was not sleeping peacefully, as if he was being haunted by a nightmare.

"Aren't you used to living in the Hou's Mansion?" Gu Yun thought, and clasped his cold fingers on Chang Geng's wrist.

Chang Geng was jolted violently, and woke up with a gasp, his eyes were still confused, and he stared blankly at the person beside the bed.

Gu Yun shook his wrist lightly, and softened his voice: "Are you having a nightmare? What did you dream about?"

Chang Geng didn't say a word at first, but after a while, his scattered eyes gradually gained focus. His eyes staring at Gu Yun seemed to be burning with two fires in the middle of the night, and suddenly he returned his arms and put his arms around Gu Yun's waist.

On Gu Yun's shoulders was a piece of black iron armor, bringing a chill of early winter. The cold iron was pressed tightly against Chang Geng's forehead. In a trance, Chang Geng seemed to have returned to that icy snowy night outside the pass. He beat him hard. I shivered, and just now I was freed from the entangled nightmare, thinking to myself: "I'm still alive."

The gears of the clock in the room are turning rustlingly, and a brazier has been raised, which is placed horizontally in the middle of the room like a big cauldron. Thin white air comes out from below, and is immediately swept away by the special bellows. The ground is steaming, and the whole house is circulated warmly.

Gu Yun was hugged by him suddenly, he was stunned for a moment, and then he felt a strange feeling in his heart, it was the first time that someone was relying on him with all his strength, almost feeling a little dependent on each other.

His usual frivolous look of "I am invincible in the world" is of course pretending, he weighs his own weight very well, if the Marquis of An Ding is really so self-indulgent, there will probably be grass on his grave every time he goes back to the battlefield One is taller.

But at this moment, Gu Yun really had an illusion of "I am omnipotent".

Chang Geng's skeleton had already grown, but it was still as thin as a child's. When he stretched out his hands, he could vaguely feel the bones under his ribs through the thin underwear.

This thin body of flesh and blood weighed heavily on him, Gu Yun thought to himself, he has to take care of this child to grow up, just like what the late emperor expected, make him calm and stable, and live a long life.

He was finally able to make up for the helplessness he felt towards Ayan.

Gu Yun took off the iron armor on his shoulders, hung it aside, put on Chang Geng's bed with his clothes on, and asked, "Have you missed your mother—I mean your aunt."

Chang Geng shook his head.

Gu Yun Changgeng couldn't hold back any deep affection for the late emperor, probably to save face, he called the late emperor his father, and asked: "Then do you miss Brother Xu?"

This time Chang Geng did not deny it.

Xu Baihu was the first good man he had seen in many years, although he had no ability, he was generous and gentle. His stepfather set an example and let Chang Geng know for the first time that a person can live in such a peaceful way.

It's just that Xu Baihu was busy with military affairs and was always away from home, which allowed Gu Yun to fill in the vacancy.

Seeing him acquiescing, Gu Yun looked up at the blurry top of the bed curtain, feeling a little uncomfortable suddenly, and blurted out, "Brother Xu treats you better than me?"

Chang Geng glanced at him in surprise, not knowing how he asked such an obvious thing.

This time, Gu Yun miraculously understood the look in his eyes, and suddenly felt a gust of cool wind blowing through his heart, he said dryly: "That can't be helped, the emperor's order is hard to break, you can only make do with it. "

Chang Geng: "..."

Gu Yun laughed, Chang Geng felt a slight vibration in his chest, and suddenly felt strange, the left half of his body felt uncomfortable at such an intimate distance, and wanted to stay away, but the right half of his body wished it could be turned into pieces of paper, so that it fit perfectly Paste it past.

The idea of ​​whether to stay or not seems to divide him in two.

And just when heaven and man were at war in his heart, Gu Yun committed the problem of being indebted again.

Chang Geng's hair was loose behind him and unfortunately fell into his hands, so he began to play with Chang Geng's hair unconsciously back and forth, the force was not heavy, just gently pulling his scalp.

Chang Geng was jolted, goose bumps all over his body, the blood all over his body changed from walking to running wildly, as if he could hear the rustling sound of them rubbing against his veins, a hot air of unknown origin scattered into his limbs and bones, almost burning through him skin.

Chang Geng stood up abruptly, snatched back his hair, and instinctively said angrily, "Don't do it!"

Gu Yun had a lot of troubles and illnesses when he was a child, and he grew up too late. He was still a child when he was twelve or thirteen years old, so he didn't treat Chang Geng as an adult, and he didn't notice anything wrong.

He withdrew his mischievous paws indifferently, put his hands behind his head, and said to Chang Geng: "I am not married, and of course I have no children, not even brothers and sisters, so it is inevitable that I will not take good care of you. If you don't tell me about many things , I don't necessarily want to get it, so if there is any grievance, don't hide it in your heart, okay?"

His voice was low and pleasant, probably because he was too tired, and there was a bit of ambiguity that was not easy to detect, and he drove straight into Chang Geng's ear, making the hair on the boy's back stand on end, and a thin layer of sweat broke out.

Chang Geng was nervous and wondered: "It's just a few casual chats, why should I be so close to the enemy?"

"Your Highness, please take care of me," Gu Yun smiled and patted his side, "Come on, lie down, and tell me what you dreamed just now."

When it came to the dream, the nameless wildfire on Chang Geng's body calmed down. He stared at Gu Yun for a while, forcing himself to hold back the desire to reveal Wu'er's bones, and first tentatively said: "Sixteen, there is someone in the world who can kill people." The poison of madness?"

Gu Yun rolled his eyelids in dissatisfaction: "Who is Sixteen called?"

He reprimanded, but didn't care too much in his heart, Gu Yun paused, and said: "There must be, the world is full of wonders, especially in those foreign lands, where there are many herbs that are not found in the Central Plains, and they are handed down from generation to generation. There are many gods and gods, and there are many secret tricks that we don't understand."

Chang Geng's heart sank, and he firmly grasped the useless knife hanging on his chest.

Gu Yun asked back somewhat strangely: "Why did you think of saying this?"

Chang Geng's fingertips were cold, and the battle between heaven and man came to light in an instant. He said in a muffled voice, "No, I dreamed that one day I would become a lunatic and kill many people."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Gu Yun to make a comment, Chang Geng said again: "Dreams are always reversed, I know."

He finally made up his mind to keep Urgu a secret. With a youthful spirit, Chang Geng refused to admit that he might lose, and he wanted to fight Urgu to the end, sober to death.

However, even though he had such great courage in his chest, he still didn't dare to ask what Gu Yun would think if he knew about this matter.

Chang Geng thought, even if he was born with a dick and a sore foot, his little adoptive father would not necessarily dislike him, but what if he knew that he would eventually become a hysterical lunatic?

He instinctively avoided talking about it, unwilling to delve into it, and just asked, "Have you ever been haunted by a nightmare?"

Gu Yun blurted out, "How is it possible?"

But as soon as he finished speaking, Gu Yun remembered that Shen Yi told him to "be more serious with Chang Geng", and felt that he was blowing too much, so he coughed dryly, and went back to make up: "No...so what, the sleeping position sometimes No, I will also have some random dreams."

Chang Geng: "Then what do you dream about?"

Gu Yun doesn't like to talk about his own feelings, because it feels awkward to speak out, like stripping naked in front of people and running around the street, so he prevaricates: "It's a mess, I won't remember it when I open my eyes - go to sleep, If you don’t sleep any more, it will be dawn.”

Chang Geng lost his voice.

But after a while, Gu Yun tilted his head to look at him, but saw Chang Geng's eyes were open, staring at him, and finally he couldn't help but had a headache.

"Okay," Gu Yun sighed, racked his brains to think about it, and said in a tone that puts a child to sleep, "When I was young, I once dreamed that I was locked in a place where I couldn't see my fingers, and there was no movement around me. No, but I just knew that there were a lot of man-eating beasts in that place, so I kept running—maybe because my legs didn’t stretch out that day, it is said that people who don’t stretch their legs can’t run fast in their dreams. When I ran to the end, I felt my legs and feet It's made of cotton, and the faster you rush, the less you can run."

Chang Geng asked: "And then?"

Then of course I woke up with fright, what else?

But Gu Yun absolutely refused to admit that he was woken up by fright, so he said vividly, "Then I got impatient and pulled out a gold-thread-backed machete from somewhere, and stabbed him. The beast that pursued me is dead, and I wake up contented."

Chang Geng: "..."

He really wanted to hear a few serious words from Gu's mouth, he thought too much.

Unexpectedly, Gu Yun asked again solemnly: "Do you know what to do when you have a nightmare?"

Chang Geng hesitated for a moment, believed him once again, shook his head seriously, and waited to hear his high-level remarks.

Gu Yun said seriously: "The reason why you have nightmares is because there are nocturnal ghosts playing tricks on you in the house. Little ghosts are afraid of filth. Remember to put a chamber pot at the door in the future, and they will definitely be driven away."

Chang Geng: "..."

Chang Geng was particularly prone to take other people's nonsense seriously, and Gu Yun quickly discovered the joy of teasing him, and he became energetic by laughing in the middle of the night.

Chang Geng naively thought that his foster father was here to visit him, but only now did he realize that this guy was purely here to amuse him!

He turned over angrily, and turned his back to Gu Yun, with the word "Get lost" written in big on his back.

Gu Yun didn't roll away, he watched Chang Geng's breathing gradually stabilized, and then gently pulled the quilt for him, got up and left.

Before leaving, Gu Yun wanted to take away the shoulder armor that he had just taken off, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he thought of someone who said before that children tend to wake up in the middle of the night because their yang energy is too weak and they provoke unclean things. It will be better if the iron is pressed against the head of the bed.

Gu Yun never believed the nonsense of these common folks before, but now he suddenly felt that there might be some truth in them, otherwise how could they have been spread for so many years?

So he left the iron shoulder armor behind, and left Chang Geng's bedroom in a single suit.

Marshal Gu might really be a ghost to ward off evil spirits, but Chang Geng's second sleep was actually free of those haunting ghosts and ghosts, and he fell asleep until dawn.

Unfortunately, when Chang Geng woke up, his complexion was uglier than he hadn't slept all night.

He sat on the bed with a livid complexion for a while, lifted the brocade quilt to take a look, then couldn't help but let out a long sigh with tears in his voice, rolled himself into a ball, bowed his head and hugged his head.

Second time.

Chang Geng can no longer deceive himself and others, because this time his dream is really real and straightforward...he really and straightforwardly blasphemed his little adoptive father in his dream.

He buried his face in the quilt and roared vaguely, feeling so disgusted by himself that he wished he could slam his head on the head of the bed to death.

This time, not even the auspicious cloud-shaped waste blade could calm him down.

Just when the young man was in a state of disarray, there was a sudden knock on his door.

Chang Geng's painful and gloomy three souls were scared out of his wits, his first reaction was to roll up the sheets in a panic, gritted his teeth fiercely, forced himself to calm down, and opened the door weakly.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, he was frightened a second time.