Gu Yun grabbed Chang Geng's hand and put it in front of his eyes. One could see some characteristics of a martial artist from His Majesty's hand, there were some marks created by the bowstring grinding on his fingers. However, in daily life, he spent more time holding a pen. His fingers were long, slender, and pleasing to the eye, but his palm was a little cold. It was different from the hand of the man in his dream. He did not understand why it would cause him such a strange dream.

Chang Geng held the memorial in his hand, leaned over to rub his chin against Gu Yun's head, and asked in a whisper, "What's the matter?"

"Nothing," Gu Yun replied as if nothing was wrong. "I haven't touched your Majesty's dragon claws for a long time, I missed them very much."

The old Marquis blocked the light for him with his hand?

It truly was a wistful dream.

However, this matter continued to stay in his mind. Maybe it was because he slept too much in the daytime, Gu Yun could not close his eyes at night. He held Chang Geng in one hand and put the other behind his head. In the quiet night, he let his thoughts run away aimlessly.

His parents passed away too early; Gu Yun found that he could no longer remember the princess's appearance clearly, yet he had a deeper impression of the old Marquis. Maybe it was because he always stared at his father angrily at that time.

For a time, the pair of father and son were like enemies. The old Marquis showed no mercy to him, while he held on to his breath and refused to plead in any case, as if that would be admitting a loss.

"What are you thinking about?" Chang Geng suddenly moved and asked in a low, slightly nasal voice.

"Did I wake you up?" Gu Yun raised his hand and swept his sideburns, pressing his finger on his temple.

Gu the Love Expert couldn't say "thinking about my father" in his lover's bed. After a pause, he whispered: "I'm thinking, Your Majesty, are you exhausted by your daily tasks recently? How could you be so obedient tonight?"

Gu Yun, after all, partially occupied the status of an elder; although their relationship had changed, on the aspect of feelings for Chang Geng, love and protectiveness were always more significant than any others. In some matters, as a yifu, no matter how shameless he was, it was not convenient for him to actively initiate too much. In addition to the occasional teasing, he basically allowed Chang Geng to do whatever he wanted.

Chang Geng recognized the implication of his words and immediately woke up. Two bright eyes stared at him for a while, and his face changed gradually.