Thinking about it, Chang Geng couldn't help but smile a little; all of his joyful and warm memories were related to Gu Yun.

Chang Geng hung the lamp in his hand on the puppet's arm, then affectionately patted the gear exposed on its back. Recalling Gu Yun's two sentences just now, he heaved a sigh, his eyes darkening.

He had assumed Gu Yun might be furious, or perhaps he would repeatedly persuade him. He did not expect Gu Yun to show such an attitude.

Gu Yun had clearly presented his opinion in a peaceful manner — I am still your yifu, I still love you the most, no matter what you think inside, to me, everything will be just the same as before. I will forgive any of your offenses. All of your words, I will not take them to heart. I can't accommodate your wishes that go against the normal order, but I also believe that one day you will return to the right path.

Chang Geng wrote 'no desire'* on his own body, and Gu Yun gave him an 'as solid as a stone, completely unmoving' in response.

*taken from the full phrase: only with no desire can one lift their head high

"All of this mindfulness has been used on me." Chang Geng said with a bitter smile, "You should have saved a bit of personal wish in front of that person in the palace."

Chang Geng knew why Gu Yun suddenly did not continue his words. It was not at all because he was being a bother that Gu Yun wanted him gone early — but because he had more or less guessed what his next words would be, euphemistically suggesting to him not to mention it.

At present, avoiding the edge was the lesser plan. The best step to take next was to rebel — using military power to control and replace the political power. From then on, the military and political affairs would be able to unite as one.

If there was one branch of force that could send troops overseas at any time, the laws regarding the sea route and the Silk Road would then be free to be modified in their best interest. At that time, Great Liang would be able to advance and retreat at will, and the prestige would run far and wide; they could then be tolerated enough to let go of the Ziliujin ban.

But it was a pity that under Gu Yun's improper skin, under the resolution to kill, there hid the ever-righteous and noble bones that could withstand any wind and storm — he would never be able to commit such acts of overthrowing the throne and stealing away the country.

Chang Geng slowly walked into his room. At this time, the familiar sound of bird wings raised in the air. Chang Geng reached out and caught the weathered wooden bird. He opened it to find a letter from Chen Qing Xu.