... separated by thousands of miles.

Gu Yun was utterly frightened; his lips moved slightly but did not know how to proceed.

At this moment, Chang Geng clasped Gu Yun's hand and held it to his chest. He seemed to have let out a faint choked sound, then closed his eyes, pressing his trembling lips on the back of Gu Yun's ice-cold hand, the skin of which was cracked from being frozen.

Although Gu Yun already had a few uneasy speculations, he did not anticipate this scene in advance. Chang Geng's burning breath flowed inside his sleeve, his scalp seemingly wanting to explode. The words 'Are you mad?' were about to leave his mouth.

Chang Geng suddenly pushed him away, then retreated half a step. With his whole body curled up, he bent down and vomited out a mouthful of darkened blood.

Gu Yun: "..."

This chain of events happened as fast as a flash of lightning. Gu Yun had yet to feel angry, but panic already came first. Aside from being shocked, all the words stuck inside his throat were painful; he could only stay, dumbfounded, in one place.

Chang Geng's face appeared as bleak as ash. After spitting out the bruised blood, his heart had become clearer, his senses gradually returned. He turned his head away from Gu Yun's outstretched helping hand, whispering: "I have offended yifu, whether you want to beat me or to scold me...cough, I absolutely will not resist."

Gu Yun inhaled a whiff of cold air. There were many concerns inside him, forming into long lectures that could be comparable to quoting Shen Ji Ping's words, yet he did not dare to say even one of them. The suffocation was unbearable, he thought to himself: I haven't tried to question him of his wrongdoing, yet he already vomited blood first. Damn it, do I still dare to open my mouth?

He bent over, held Chang Geng up, and placed him on a board inside the spacious carriage. Gathering a heart full of thoughts, he scolded in a low voice. "Shut up, first adjust your internal injuries."

Chang Geng obediently closed his eyes.

Gu Yun stayed by him and kept watch for a while. When rummaging through the carriage, he wasn't able to find even a drop of wine. Having no choice, he took the medicine on the stove to drink, the scent of fresh ginger emitting from it caused his head to ache.

He used to think that Chang Geng might have been a little confused. It may have been influenced by his actions after drinking, giving birth to a few inappropriate ideas. He soon assumed this child was very smart and keen, that he would come to understand with only a few pointers. Unexpectedly, he had only slightly touched him, yet before he could even 'point', Chang Geng had already exploded first!

How could this be?