Small wood

Ten days later, Xiaoshu was seriously ill, and the house was locked tightly, not letting a breath of wind through.

Ten days later, Gu An did not go to court, and many eunuchs knelt outside the house, and sometimes the shouts of the officials in the hall could be vaguely heard here.

At the last moment, Gu An actually didn't want to let his time be fettered by other trivial matters, and he didn't want Xiaoshu's time to be wasted on other people besides him.

Amu was stopped outside every time he went, but he still went every day. Although he didn't remember the past, it was an undeniable fact that Xiaoshu was his younger brother.

The winter snow has stopped, and when the sunshine in early spring is still cool, the time for the little tree is almost up.

It's not very cold now, so as long as it's daytime, Amu will sit on the stone bench outside the small tree house, waiting for when Gu An will let him in. Lin Yi is afraid that he will catch a cold in early spring, so he finds him something that he can't get drunk no matter what. Come with glutinous rice wine to warm your stomach.

But where does Amu need warmth? Worrying about Xiaoshu keeps his stomach on fire and his throat hurts.

Sometimes Qian Sheng would also come, still in a black cassock, sitting next to him, drinking his glutinous rice wine, he hadn't brought him the medicine in that small porcelain bottle for a long time, but his head didn't hurt anymore Pass.

He always felt that it had something to do with the dream that night. As time passed, the dream became more and more clear. The familiar smell of hair and skin, as well as the familiar voice, should be someone he knew, or even very familiar with.

"What are you going to do after Lin Shu leaves?" One day, Qian Sheng asked this. He was looking at the peach blossom tree in the corner, and the new green branches made people's eyes feel more comfortable.

Amu didn't think about this problem. Although he knew that Xiaoshu wouldn't be able to survive these few days, he always felt in his heart that a miracle would happen. Maybe the imperial doctor could find a way to completely cure Xiaoshu.

"The border city of Gu Country has been broken, and it will only take a few days to come to this palace." Qian Sheng looked at him.

Amu was shocked in his heart, he stayed in the palace every day, never knowing about the war outside, and it was almost coming to the palace.

"Back then, the Lin family helped the old emperor seize the throne. The first thing the old emperor did after the founding of the country was to weaken the Lin family's power. When he was about to die, he asked his son not to let the Lin family go. He was afraid that the Lin family's meritorious deeds would become the master. Become a puppet." Qian Sheng rested his hands on the stone table, and the cool wind blew the corner of his robe, making him look far away.

"The Lin family is over, and the youngest son of the old emperor was almost tortured to death." Qian Sheng said, raising his hand to stroke Amu's hair: "Little Wood, I haven't told you this, and you may not remember it in the future. But if I don’t tell you now, I don’t know if I still have a chance, I have helped Gu Lin a lot, Gu Linruo succeeds to the throne, and no one can escape the practice of founding a country and killing heroes.”

Gu Lin?

Amu's face turned pale all of a sudden, he grabbed Qian Sheng's hand and pulled it down, staring at him: "Gu Lin... who is it?"

Qian Sheng's lips curled up slightly, and his slender eyes curved into smiles, but his appearance was more like a wry smile: "I've told you so much, but you really care about him the most."

Amu didn't respond, and the word Gu Lin in his mind was as unforgettable as a stone carving.

At this moment, the long-closed room suddenly heard the sound of wailing. A large number of eunuchs and maids knelt on the ground, crying softly, as if they were afraid of disturbing someone, and they seemed to be unable to bear the grief, but there were only voices. tears.

Amu stood up immediately, walked to the door a few steps to push the door, but was stopped by a little eunuch.

"Let me go in, I want to see Xiaoshu..." Amu pushed him away, just wanting to go in, but another maid came to stop him.

"Young Master Shu has already gone. Your Majesty is staying with him inside, so please don't disturb me." The palace maid spoke in a crying voice, wiping her eyes with a handkerchief from time to time, but there was really no tears.They lamented the emperor's mourning, but they did not mean it.

Between the two of them, the door opened from the inside.

For fear of the wind seeping in, the room is covered with black curtains. When the door is opened, the sun rushes into the room fiercely, and a long white light is drawn obliquely on the body of the person who opened the door.

Gu An was standing at the door, as if he had aged a lot, lost the viciousness and majesty of the past, his eyes were blue and dizzy, and the sun fell on his dim eyes, almost making his pupils transparent.

He was silent, just waved his hand, and everyone in the room retreated completely.

Amu hurriedly rushed in, and staggered to the side of Xiaoshu's bed.

Except that he was no longer breathing and was too thin, Amu almost thought that the little tree was still alive, and just fell asleep peacefully.

Amu reached out and touched Xiaoshu's wrist.

Not even a trace of body temperature.

Amu felt very uncomfortable, his eyes were sore and his throat was sore, but he couldn't cry.

"You are no different from those people. They still know how to pretend to cry a few times, but you don't even want to pretend." Gu An walked behind him at some point, his voice hoarse, as if he hadn't drank water for a few days .

Amu touched his dry eye sockets, not understanding why this happened.He felt so uncomfortable that it was difficult to breathe, but he couldn't shed a single tear.He didn't want to argue with Gu An next to Xiao Shu, so he didn't speak.

But Gu An seemed to regard him as air, standing beside the small tree bed and talking continuously.From their acquaintance, to the deeper fetters involved, to the fact that he obeyed the old emperor's will and had to uproot the entire Lin family in order to ascend to the throne.Xiaoshu swallowed medicine for this, and made Gu An suffer every moment of being emperor. As the most powerful person in the entire country, he couldn't let the person he loves live for more than three months.

Amu didn't want to leave Xiaoshu, and neither did Gu An.

But Gu An didn't even want to let the little tree be buried. n

For three whole days, Xiaoshu's corpse was as cold as winter, because he put embalming beads in his mouth, his body was still as peaceful as a sound sleep the day he left.

Gu An didn't want to eat, and he didn't leave the house. The enemy soldiers came to the palace two days ago, and it was only a matter of time before they found this place.

Amu sat in the corner, neither talking nor moving, he didn't know what he should do, and he didn't want to leave Xiaoshu.

The door was thrown open as the strong afternoon light shone through the drapery onto the table.

A warm wind blows into the cold room, and the light orange sunlight is as comfortable as holding warm water.

There was a man standing at the door with his back to the light, his white armor almost glowing with a light silver.

He walked in a few steps, still holding a sword in his hand.

For some reason, Amu's heart beat violently, and his eyes, which hadn't even been moistened by Xiaoshu's death, suddenly became sore, and tears fell down the eye sockets in big drops, and when it flowed into his mouth, it was not bitter but sweet.

The man squatted down and was at eye level with him, and there was a little sparkle in his eyes, which was surprisingly warm and beautiful.He reached out and hugged Amu, and said in a low voice, "I'm here to pick you up."

Amu's face was pale, his brows were tightly frowned, and the memory that had been buried in dust for three months suddenly returned to its original place, causing him a headache.

The man seemed to know that this would happen, he still held him with one hand, and gently rubbed the acupuncture points on his head with the other.

Amu felt the strength of the fingertips, smelled the familiar scent of hair and skin, and called out softly.

"Son..."

The man let out a low hum, warm and soft, as he had done thousands of times before.

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half a month later.

Beiguo, which had already reached the palace, quietly withdrew its troops for some reason, and Guguo still took Gu as its surname.However, the emperor became sick from overwork and fell asleep day by day, so the country was supervised by the national teacher.

The Lin family, which had been wiped out, suddenly appeared. The head of the family was mysterious. He heard that he was dressed in black and was serious in speech and laughter. His single name was Yi.

And now Amu is staring helplessly at this mysterious patriarch, hoping that he will leave quickly.

Gu Lin hugged Amu as if no one else was there, playing with the curls of hair around his ears, twisting and twirling them in his fingers, watching Amu's ears getting redder and redder.

With a dark face, Lin Yi asked again: "When will the master go back?"

Amu shook his head: "Didn't you just go there? If you don't go, you won't go." Every time he goes to the Lin's house, he will mobilize the crowd, and he will always be unable to move.Although Gu Lin thought it was good, he said that every time he went there, it was like throwing a wedding banquet.

Lin Yi said: "That was half a month ago, the Lin family cannot be without a master, the master is still..."

"You've done a lot better than me. I don't know how to settle accounts and talk to businessmen. It will ruin your business."

Where is it necessary for the master to settle accounts and speak, his subordinates can do these things, and the veins on Lin Yi's forehead twitched.

"This mountain forest is several miles away from the city, and the master's daily expenses are enough. I'll ask someone to tow a few more cars."

Amu hurriedly waved his hands: "The cellar is full. It really doesn't matter. My son and I can eat as much as we can. Besides, I can go hunting and picking wild fruits."

Hearing these words, Ji Dong's face became indescribably dark, and his eyes staring at Gu Lin almost burst into flames.

Amu glanced at Gu Lin, then at Jiong Yi, finally made a decision, and said to Lin Yi, "I'll come over to play with you in a few days."

He said he would go in a few days, so Ji Dong didn't need to come these days.

Ji Dong also understood what Amu meant, so he gritted his teeth for a long time and finally left first.

The fingers behind him playing with his hair stopped moving, Amu rubbed his eyes, then turned to look at Gu Lin: "My lord, I want to eat candied haws, let's go in a few days... um..."

Amu twisted his body and changed his sitting posture, trying to face Gu Lin, but Gu Lin pressed down all of a sudden, and Amu fell to the ground when he lost his balance. Gu Lin protected his head and back very well.

There was a soft blanket on the ground, ready to prevent this from happening.

Gu Lin is still the same, he doesn't like to talk very much, he prefers to kiss Amu when he is chattering or looking at him, watching his eyes widen and teary like a peach.

Amu was gagged before he finished speaking, but he wasn't dissatisfied at all, he grabbed Gu Lin's collar and licked it like a kitten, and he was about to get into Gu Lin's arms.

The two kissed for a long time, and they separated when they could barely breathe.

Amu moved his tingling and hot tongue, and said unhappily: "Let's go play in a few days, and I haven't seen Aniang for a long time."

Gu Lin pursed his lips, the smile in his eyes was like broken jewel beads, and the brilliance flowed.

The sound is softer than flowers and sweeter than honey.

"it is good."