Chang Geng seemed to have no choice but to put the medicine down, get up, and walk away.

Just when Gu Yun thought he had successfully kicked him out, Chang Geng returned with a thin blanket, wrapped it around Gu Yun, then picked up his little yifu who was unable to resist, smoothly carrying him out of the door.

Gu Yun: "..."

Are you going to rebel?

At this time, Shen Yi who fled in a hurry, did not feel reassured. Feeling completely at a loss all the way, he finally turned back. Unexpectedly, he bumped into this situation. He trembled and tripped on the threshold of the Marquis' Manor.

Chang Geng was startled for a moment, then, without blushing or gasping, he asked, "Did General Shen forget something?"

Shen Yi laughed dryly, got up and wiped at the dust on his body. He wanted to cover up and erase half of the footprints that he had tripped on. "Don't worry, I only forgot the footprints... haha, um, well... I will not bother anymore."

After that, the traitor turned around and fled, fearing that Gu Yun would kill him.

The courtyard already had a chair for lying laid out. Chang Geng put a furious Gu Yun down, pulled General Tan's Wind Slasher out of his hand, and put it on the tea table beside the chair. He laughed and said, "What's wrong? One New Year's Eve when I did not want to go out, didn't you carry me out the same way in front of everyone?"

Gu Yun said expressionlessly: "... So all you salted fish came to life today and lined up to take your revenge on me."

Chang Geng laughed aloud.

After laughing, he brought out something from his sleeve and put it in Gu Yun's hand: "For you."

Gu Yun felt something cold at the touch. He pushed up the liuli glass clipped to his nose slightly and saw that it was a white jade flute. The whole piece was carved from very fine jade, shaped like a small Wind Slasher. The hand grip, the pattern, and the path for the blade were all mimicked vividly. The word 'Gu' was carved at the end.

At first glance, Gu Yun thought that the character was carved by himself, it truly could be used to replace the real deal.

"Perhaps the bamboo one has already been lost, right?" Chang Geng said. "The weather is dry in the capital city. It will crack after a long time. That time, I had said that I would make a better one for you."

Gu Yun gently rubbed the jade flute; he appeared a little ecstatic: "I actually do not have a Wind Slasher engraved with my name."

Chang Geng sat down in front of him and meticulously prepared the tea. The porcelain pot emitted thick steam. He cleansed three cups, one for Gu Yun, one for himself, and one for Tan Hong Fei's Wind Slasher.