Due to the exhaustion of mentality, joy and sorrow often did not last long, usually only sparked for a short time, then either turning to numbness, or the parties themselves diverting their attention, diluting these emotions instinctively in order to protect themselves.

Gu Yun said, "Chang Geng, give me the liuli glass."

"No," Chang Geng surrounded him like he was caging him, asking relentlessly, "Why do you not despise him?"

His last question was both eager and indifferent. He was eager to get a 'hate' and 'do not hate' answer. It was as if as long as Gu Yun admitted to 'hate', he would then decide what actions he would take next.

The indifference was that he seemed to forget that the 'former emperor' he spoke of was his father, casually mentioning it, as careless as mentioning a cat or a dog on the roadside.

Gu Yun was silent for a moment and asked, "What about you? Do you still hate Hu Ge Er?"

Chang Geng did not expect that he would throw back his own question at him. He blinked a little unexpectedly. If Gu Yun could see clearly at this time, he would find that although his eyes were not red, he still faintly had double pupils.

Chang Geng righteously replied: "If she was still in front of me, I would definitely skin her. But she had died with no place to be buried. Even if I were to dig up her corpse and whip it, it would still be in vain. No matter how much I hate her, there is no way to eliminate it. But instead, I will speed up the poisoning as she wished, right?"

These were by no means his sincere words. Even if Gu Yun was any deafer, he could still realize this.

Gu Yun was about to speak when he suddenly felt the person clinging to him jolted - the shock of sudden interruption and fright when he was absorbed in something.

Behind him came a gust of wind, as if someone had knocked on the door of the study.

Gu Yun turned over and asked, "Is it Uncle Wang or Old Huo?"

The old housekeeper at the door raised his voice and shouted, "Marquis, it's me. There are people from Ling Shu Institute looking for His Highness Yan Wang!"

Chang Geng's double pupils shrank back. At first glance, they seemed to be stimulated by the strong light. He unconsciously let go of Gu Yun and showed the usual restraint, as if he just thought of something, a hint of bewilderment flashing on his face.

Gu Yun pretended not to notice: "If you are busy then go handle it, I haven't had a proper meal for several days, I will go find something to eat, I don't know what the hell you just stuffed into my mouth... making the acid water in my stomach rise up."