The traitor has a white moonlight

After Gu Huaisheng finished speaking, he stared intently at Zhao Yue, and turned his eyes away with a click of his tongue.It's really boring, I can keep my face in this way, and I don't know what kind of emotion Zhao Yue was in the hug in the execution ground in the last life, self-blame, or something else, or... just like himself?

No matter what it is, Gu Huaisheng doesn't want to die with regrets after living a new life.

In the last life, his head was broken and blood flowed, and he endured it in his throat. In the end, he didn't say he liked Zhao Yue. Since God gave him a chance to do it again, he didn't want to waste it. He has the memory of his previous life. Even if it's a different way of living, it should be Zhao Yue's, or Zhao Yue's.

Hmm... What Zhao Yue promised him cannot be ignored.

But looking at Zhao Yue's unresponsive look, Gu Huaisheng felt like he had a long way to go after his husband.

Gu Huaisheng did what he said, and ignored Zhao Yue's cold face with his elder brother's angry eyes that day, and asked Guo Ke'er to pack up his things in a stern manner, and let Guo Ke'er carry the carriage on the back of the Prince Xing's mansion with a lot of money, and lay down flat when he got up, which is worse than the uncle. uncle.

Zhao Yue lifted the curtain and saw Gu Huaisheng lying flat and steady, his movements faltered, and then he got into the carriage.

"Guoker, you go down." Gu Huaisheng glanced at Gu Huaisheng who was sitting aside without saying a word, and ordered with a smile.

"But young master, the carriage is bumping, and you are injured..."

Gu Huaisheng interrupted Guo Ke'er: "It's okay, there is His Royal Highness King Xing."

Guo Ke'er looked at Zhao Yue with a troubled face: "But..."

Gu Huaisheng closed his eyes: "Go down."

"Oh." Guo Ke'er pursed her lips, and jumped out of the carriage aggrieved.

As soon as the carriage started running, Gu Huaisheng frowned due to the bumps, gritted his teeth and grunted.

"My lord..." Seeing that Zhao Yue was completely forgetful while reading the scroll, Gu Huaisheng had no choice but to find his own sense of existence: "The carriage is too bumpy, and the minister's wound is tearing and hurting."

"So?" Zhao Yue didn't raise his head.

"Can you be bold and lean on the prince's arms?" Gu Huaisheng deliberately created an opportunity, but the pain in the wound was also real. After just two sentences, his forehead was covered with fine sweat.

Zhao Yue closed the letter: "Just now, the fruit shells will be kept, but you don't want them yourself."

"He's too thin. I don't feel safe in his arms. If I can't hold him securely, I will suffer." Gu Huaisheng looked at Zhao Yue eagerly.

The veins on Zhao Yue's forehead twitched, but in the end he couldn't hold back the look in his eyes, and sat down to help Gu Huaisheng up, half-embracing him as a human pillow.

"Sure enough, the lord is safe in his arms." Gu Huaisheng closed his eyes with a smile: "I'll sleep for a while, when I get there, the lord must remember to carry me down, I'm injured and can't walk."

Hearing this, Zhao Yue lowered his head and looked at Gu Huaisheng in his arms, his dark eyes were so dark that no emotion could be seen.

Although Gu Huaisheng closed his eyes, he could feel Zhao Yue looking at him: "My lord keeps staring at me like this, I will think that you want to kiss me."

"Gu Huaisheng!" Zhao Yue's muscles tensed, and he almost couldn't resist throwing Gu Huaisheng out: "Are you a ghost?"

Gu Huaisheng was lazy, and responded casually: "Guess?"

Zhao Yue: "..."

Zhao Yue's eyebrows twitched: "No matter how cheap you are, do you believe that this king threw you down?"

Gu Huaisheng smiled reassuringly: "The prince is really ruthless. Although my injury took eighteen turns, it was for the sake of the prince..."

Zhao Yue's head hurts: "Shut up."

Gu Huaisheng closed his mouth resolutely when he saw the good news, rubbed his cheek in Zhao Yue's arms, closed his eyes and fell asleep instantly.

Zhao Yue was so rubbed that his breath became stagnant, he looked down at Gu Huaisheng in his arms, and fell into deep thought.

Gu Huaisheng's behavior was so abnormal that it made people suspect that the sword was not stabbed in the heart, but in the brain, but what was even more thought-provoking was Gu Huaisheng's abnormal intention.The two have known each other for so many years, and he can't understand Gu Huaisheng's nature very well. Pretend to be crazy and foolish is definitely not aimless, and it is even more impossible to really lose his mind.

Zhao Yue couldn't figure it out, so he could only take one step at a time, which is why he acquiesced in Gu Huaisheng's move to live in Prince Xing's Mansion.Of course, there is another reason, that is, the assassination of Zhao Yong was quite secretive, even if he was investigated, he could not be found, so how did Gu Huaisheng know?

The carriage wobbled and soon arrived at Prince Xun's Mansion.

Zhao Yue looked down at the person in his arms, his face was pale and his brows were tightly frowned, he seemed to be sleeping unsteadily, but he raised his hand and pushed his head twice but he didn't wake up.

After thinking about it, Zhao Yue still didn't wake up the person after all. He took off the cloak with one hand and wrapped it around Gu Huaisheng's body, picked it up and got out of the carriage.

"My lord, this is?" Zhao Zhong, the housekeeper, went out to greet him, and when he saw Zhao Yue coming down with someone in his arms, he was stunned.

"Master Gu will recuperate in Prince Xun's mansion for the next few days, and let people clean up the West Wing Courtyard." After Zhao Yue finished his orders, he ignored the strange gazes of the housekeeper and guards, hugged Gu Huaisheng, and strode up the steps. At the gate of the palace, the butler and guards were left looking at each other.

It is said that the stature does not look like a woman, but it turns out to be a man.But isn't Mr. Gu blocking the sword for the third prince? Why don't you go to the third prince's mansion and run to the Prince Xing's mansion to recuperate?

Zhao Zhong murmured in his heart, but he didn't dare to delay, holding the corner of his robe in one hand, Xiao ran and followed into the gate, Gu Zi arranged to go.

It will take time to clean up the West Wing Courtyard. Gu Huaisheng can't just wait if he is injured. Zhao Yue can only carry him to his room first. As soon as he puts him on the bed, he wakes up. He didn't look like he just woke up.

"Are you pretending to be asleep?" Zhao Yue looked down at Gu Huaisheng's sullen and successful face, there was something he didn't understand, and his face turned cold immediately.

"Is there a difference?" Gu Huaisheng squinted at Zhao Yue lazily with a smile: "Whether I wake up or not, don't you have to hug me in?"

Zhao Yue pinched his brows: "Master Gu has been so frivolous after waking up from injury? If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, this king would have suspected that you were stabbed in the brain by the sword!"

"My lord is really cheap and good-looking." Gu Huaisheng pulled the quilt on his body: "If the minister is not frivolous, why would the lord have the opportunity to use tricks and confuse the public."

Zhao Yue's eyes darkened, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Gu Huaisheng didn't look at him: "I was just outside the gate of the palace, did the prince say that on purpose? I guess some spies were discovered by the prince? I just don't know, who released the dog."

Gu Huaisheng closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were red, but he still didn't look at Zhao Yue.

After a long time, he sighed faintly: "My lord, you shouldn't guard against me, but... whatever."

Looking back at the beginning, it was not because of Zhao Yue's distrust that he took refuge in Zhao Yong so easily. Zhao Yong went from trusting to relying on Zhao Yong. It was not because of Zhao Yue's help that he struggled to survive and struggled. With the help of Zhao Yong's hand to eradicate dissidents and clear the way for Zhao Yue, but which one of the narrow escapes was not related to Zhao Yue?

Now, what is this precaution?

Zhao Yue didn't know why Gu Huaisheng suddenly showed such sad emotions. He subconsciously felt that the other party's frowning was extremely annoying, but he moved his fingers, but put his hands behind his back and did nothing.

After looking at Gu Huaisheng for a while, Zhao Yue turned around and left without saying anything.

"My lord, don't worry." Seeing Zhao Yue stop, Gu Huaisheng said in a joking tone: "I'm just here to collect debts."

This is really inexplicable, Zhao Yue should have ignored such crazy words, but he still didn't hold back and turned his head slightly: "What debt?"

"Love debt." Gu Huaisheng simply threw out these two words without stuttering.

Zhao Yue staggered, turned around suddenly and glared at Gu Huaisheng who was smiling cynically on the bed: "Gu Huaisheng!"