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Fuso is really rich.

After Gu Yuanbai finished sighing, the door was knocked, Xue Yuan knocked sharply, but his tone was slow and gentle, "Your Majesty, I'm here."

That's a strange thing to say.

If he came, he came. If he knocked, he knocked. Why bother?

Gu Yuanbai glanced at the rain still falling outside the window, his tone gloomy, "Come in."

Xue Yuanyao dragged himself in, his robes had only gotten wet during the day, and now they were starting to drip again. Gu Yuanbai turned his head to look at him, and after seeing the tender branch in his hand, he said with a smile, "Xue Jiuyao, you really aren't afraid of death, you really aren't a coward."

When Xue Yuan climbed up the tree to fold the tender branches, he seemed to hear the roar of the saint, only that the voice was too far away, and was broken apart by the sound of the rain, he did not dare to look forward to it in his heart, for fear that he would be disappointed again afterward, and at this moment, his eyes finally brightened up, and stared scorchingly at Gu Yuanbai: "The saint is worried about me?"

Gu Yuanbai: "I've just never seen such a person who wants money but not life."

"Your Holiness thought poorly," Xue Yuan laughed, "What I want is not wealth either."

He took off his soaked outer shirt, and the people in the room retreated one by one, with Tian Fusheng walking at the end and closing the door gently.

Only after the people were gone did Xue Yuan walk over to the window and close it tightly before holding Gu Yuanbai's hand and making him sit on the edge of the bed.

Gu Yuanbai got up in a hurry to get up at night, and he had not tied up his hair when he saw Li Angyi, and his long hair was spread out in front of and behind his body, with a few strands crossing from the top of Xue Yuan's head and intertwining together.

Without a word, Xue Yuan knelt down on one knee, lifted the Holy Emperor's feet on his own lap, and removed the dragon boots that were so clean that they were not stained with a single speck of dust.

He was really fast, although he looked calm and collected, but between his demeanor it was clear that he was already impatient, unwilling to waste a millimeter of time.

How are ...... not right.

Gu Yuanbai pursed his lips, "I'm sleepy."

"You sleep," Xue Yuan's voice was thick and deep as he said, "I'll do it."

Gu Yuanbai didn't know what he was going to do and simply lay down on the bed. His eyes were closed, and in a daze, the center of his feet seemed to have touched something hot and hard like a rock.

Xue Yuan's muffled grunts seemed to come out, beads of sweat dripping down on the feet made of jade. Gu Yuanbai fell asleep and tried to roll over, but his feet were still held against something, and he got annoyed, curling his toes and stepping on them.

As a result, that annoying lump of stone got even hotter, even so hot that Gu Yuanbai's feet shivered for a split second as he tried to draw them back.

"Fuck off ......," sleepy to the core, uttering words that were unclear to himself, "Hard."

"Comfortably," Stone tugged his foot over again slowly, his voice low and scary, "you can."

The vines in the dream wrapped around the foot, and one took something to tickle the center of the foot, and in a trance, it was tickled for the rest of the night.

The next day Gu Yuanbai woke up, he felt that the soles of his feet were not right, some slight pain. He sat up and took a look, this pair of life has not walked a lot of delicate feet, the soles of the feet have been rubbed red, redness sinking, like bleeding. Not broken, but touching the bedding is a shivering pain, pins and needles discomfort.

Gu Yuanbai was bewildered and couldn't imagine why it would turn out like this. He tried to put on his shoes and socks, and in the process, once he grazed the white socks he sucked in several mouthfuls of cold air, "Where is Xue Jiuyao?"

What the hell did he do!

"Lord Xue looks very energetic, early in the morning before dawn, Lord Xue has gone out to practice his sword," Tian Fusheng said, "I will call Lord Xue here."

When Xue Yuan walked through the door, he looked at Gu Yuanbai and then the bottom of his eyes burned, blazing hot like a prairie fire.

With a knot in his throat, he strides forward, regardless of whether or not the others are still there, and is already kneeling on one knee, his hands propped up next to the edge of the bed on either side of His Holiness, tilting his head, "What's wrong?"

The tone was soft.

Gu Yuanbai's original questioning words were stopped in his throat by his kind voice, and he paused before saying, "What did you do in the hour last night after I fell asleep?"

Did what made my minister happy, "did something I've wanted to do for a long time."

Gu Yuanbai didn't move on his face, but in his heart, he was guessing what it was that he had wanted to do for a long time, "Tell me about it."

Xue Yuan thought for a moment, his kneeling knees straightened slightly, and with a taut and forceful arm, he propped himself up, and said in the ear of the Holy Emperor, "You are white, but I am a little bit ugly, and my coloring is a little bit dark. You now want the minister to say, the minister thin skin, feel ashamed of themselves, but also embarrassed to say things out."

He added another sentence, explaining for himself, "It can't be helped, people are always different, I naturally can't compare myself to Your Holiness. I only expect that I won't scare His Holiness in the future, and if His Holiness dislikes it, then the lights will be extinguished."

Gu Yuanbai was confused and frowned, "What?"

"It's nothing," Xue Yuan gathered his expression, "I'll wait for His Majesty to rise."

Gu Yuanbai wanted to kick him, "My feet hurt! Tell me straight, what have you done!"

"I've finished," Xue Yuan painfully held up his foot, "I've already rubbed the medicine for you twice, so I'll take another look. General Manager Tian, do you have a better ointment there?"

After administering the medicine, Xue Yuan carried Gu Yuanbai to the meal, and then carried Gu Yuanbai down the hill to the carriage. He willingly worked as an ox to make up for his rudeness.

The head guard ran after him, sweating profusely, "Lord Xue, let me do it."

But as soon as he said this, Lord Xue's steps would move even faster, and by the end, the head guard, who was not holding anyone in his hands, could no longer keep up with his steps.

"Lord Xue!" The throat-pulling shouts grew farther away, "Slow down--"

Gu Yuanbai raised his head and glanced towards his back, the wind between his brisk steps had blown his hairband up, and he couldn't help but smack his lips, "Xue Yuan, are you still human?"

How come holding him looks so easy? It's already halfway down the hill, right?

Xue Yuan's face didn't change, his breath didn't even rush for a moment, he looked out over the distant road, "The road ahead is a bit steep, Your Holiness, come onto my back."

He carefully placed the saint first on a clean rock and bent his back again, "Come up here."

Gu Yuanbai slumped over, and Xue Yuan backhanded him, walking down the mountain step by step.

The pace was steady, as if he wanted to carry Gu Yuanbai on his back for the rest of his life.

Gu Yuanbai was pillowed behind him, looking at the unfamiliar mountains and forests around him, the daylight spreading over his body, not too cold and not too hot, just the right level of sunshine to make one's bones flood with laziness.

He closed his eyes, and in his heart, he was also thinking about Xue Yuan, whether this person's brain is bad, every day, he is thinking about what side ways, thinking about it, his mouth unexpectedly did not go through the permission, and called out without authorization, "Xue Yuan."

Xue Yuan looked sideways, "Huh?"

Gu Yuanbai was dumbfounded, "Did I call you?"

"Called," Xue Yuan turned his head back and upended Gu Yuanbai, "Thinking of me in your heart?"

Gu Yuanbai pondered for a moment and nodded. But Xue Yuan hadn't seen this nod of his head, and since he didn't hear Gu Yuanbai speak, he assumed that he didn't want to take care of himself, Xue Yuan smiled, "Your Majesty is much better than the minister, when I was in the Northern Border, I had to get up before dawn every morning to wash my pants."

Gu Yuanbai: "How so?"

"I read about you in my dreams," Xue Yuan brought it up lightly, "When you're young, you have to get up early to wash your pants."

It dawned on Gu Yuanbai that he should have been angry, but he only felt lost in laughter, burying his head on Xue Yuan's back and stifling a laugh, "Xue Jiujioyao, is it a disgrace?"

"Disgraceful," Xue Yuan nodded squarely, "Your Holiness doesn't know that when I sunned my pants in front of the camp tent every day, the people who came and went in front of the tent were laughing at me behind my back."

"Laughing at you for fighting a war all horny?"

"The laughing minister even has someone to think about in his heart," Xue Yuan, "No one believes that the Xue Jiuyao in the Northern Border, who only knows how to fight and kill, would also have a day when he washes his pants for half a month in a row."

Gu Yuanbai lifted his eyelids to look at the back of his head, and his eyelids drooped again, not speaking.

"There are also the rest of the generals who asked the minister, asking me if I have someone in my heart," Xue Yuan's voice was languid, as if it came from the northern border, slightly out of touch with the truth, "What do you think the minister would say?"

Gu Yuanbai opened his mouth, "Honestly."

Xue Yuan laughed a few times, his throat vibrating, "I also think it should be so."

"Your Holiness, why don't I say one thing and you say another," Xue Yuan had a sudden thought, slightly turning his face sideways with a high nose, "I do have someone in my heart, do you have someone in your heart?"

Gu Yuanbai's fingers moved, "No."

Xue Yuan: "I knew it."

He looked up to block the branches that hung down over his head, the foot of the mountain was in sight, and the sound of the crowd behind him followed as it became closer, the path was almost at an end.

"You know even if there's someone in my heart," Gu Yuanbai's tone was lazy, "Then tell me, who is the most annoying person in my heart?"

"Me." Xue Yuan was happy.

Gu Yuanbai hooked his lips and hummed, "General Xue, not bad. People are noble in their self-knowledge."

"Then I would also like to let Your Majesty guess," Xue Yuan's tone was flat, "Your Majesty, guess who the person in my heart is?"

The spring breeze scurried through the green leaves, spinning and circling, blowing up Gu Yuanbai's robes and blowing toward Xue Yuan.

The sun is getting better and there are no clouds, so today is a perfect day.

After a long time, Gu Yuanbai said, "Me."

"Your sweetheart is me," Gu Yuanbai's fingers moved again, "You like me."

"Not bad, Your Holiness, one is precious to have self-knowledge," Xue Yuan laughed lowly, "but said a little bit wrong, I am so fond of you."

The bright moon, the great river, so many hearts delight in you.

*

After the carriage entered the capital, Tian Fusheng reminded Gu Yuanbai that it was time to visit Prince He's residence.

The natural thing to look at is whether or not the Prince of He has taken good care of the Prince Consort of He. In addition to a few people, the clan ministers do not know that the Prince of Hepatitis is the first emperor in the brother's house adopted son, Gu Yuanbai happy that they do not know, and now the Prince of Hepatitis consort of this child, no matter whether it is a man or a woman, is the next generation of the eldest son of the eldest daughter, can be settled in the heart of the people, Gu Yuanbai is very happy, and feel that the Prince of Hepatitis should be even more than he is also happy.

However, after entering the Prince of Harmony's residence, the residence was much colder than Gu Yuanbai had imagined.

Someone didn't look right and wanted to go in early to inform their master. Gu Yuanbai raised his hand expressionlessly, and the guards behind him quickly stepped forward, clamping down on the person who wanted to go and inform.

Wangfei pregnant, naturally can not take care of the house, Gu Yuanbai looked at the roadside flowers and grasses in the dry winter flowers, turned the jade trigger finger, but it should not be so so desolate.

"Where is the Prince of Peace." The question was asked in a deep voice.

The trembling subordinate whispered, "In the middle of the study."

Every time Gu Yuanbai took a step, the soles of his feet would be sensitive to the pain. He suppressed these pains and walked to the front of the study without haste, the guards watching here suddenly changed in color and were about to enter the door to inform the Prince of Harmony, but they were already suppressed by the head of Zhang Xu's guards with people, unable to move half a bit.

Gu Yuanbai looked at the wooden door of this study and his right eyelid jumped violently, he rubbed his brow and pushed the door to go in.

The study was in full view, there was no shadow of the Prince of Harmony, Gu Yuanbai looked around before he saw that there was still an inner room, he lifted his steps and took the lead towards the inner room.

In the inner room, there are beds and bedding, above the bed is really sleeping a person. Gu Yuanbai went up to take a look, it was the Prince of Harmony whose face had lost a lot of weight and therefore looked very gloomy.

Gu Yuanbai frowned and was about to call out to someone when his afterglow inadvertently glanced toward the periphery, but then he stopped violently.

Just see the end of the bed not far away from a wall, on the top hangs a with his height, a long scroll, scroll in the person of bright eyes, light-colored lips with a few sickly smile, hair wet, shirt from the shoulder slipped a corner, revealing the side of the round white shoulders to.

The shoulders were half covered, and the decent smile took on a bit of an erotic flavor.

The person in the painting was none other than Gu Yuanbai.

Gu Yuanbai's recollections flew in a flash, recalling the first time he had met the Prince of Harmony after crossing over to Daheng.

At the height of summer, the Prince of Harmony, who had been robbed of his military power, rushed into the palace in a rage, and rushed to Gu Yuanbai, who was soaking in water to cool off from the summer heat. Gu Yuanbai heard the rattling, he put on his clothes and got up, before he could straighten his clothes, the Prince of Harmony had already arrived in front of him, his bundled hair raised high, his handsome and airy face soaring with anger, "Gu Convergence--!"

That year, Gu Yuanbai smiled faintly at him and politely said, "Elder brother."

Gu Yuanbai abruptly clenched his hands, his breathing became more and more rapid, his temples bulging, the veins on his forehead rippling, exactly the way the Prince of Harmony's angry hair was back then.

Xue Yuan followed behind, his pupils clenched as he violently closed the door of the inner room with a clang, and the crowd was shut out of the inner room.

The Prince of Harmony was awakened by the sound and suddenly rolled over and sat up, and before anger could rise on his shadowy, thin face, he saw Gu Yuanbai standing in front of the painting.

He was abruptly startled, and his whole body's blood was like being frozen, completely frozen on the bed.