Gu Yun: "Aren't you going to investigate Yang Rong Gui with Xu Ling about withholding information? Why, did I guess it wrong? Not going right in the night, are you still waiting for Old Zhong to treat you to a meal first?"

Chang Geng looked at him in a daze.

"I have to stay in Jiangbei for a few more days," Gu Yun said. "You can bring those twenty guards with you. Unless the foreigners and navy cross the river, it will be enough to deal with them using the underlings of the local officials. It's going to be dark. Don't delay any longer."

Chang Geng stood up silently and tidied up his messy appearance.

"What's more," Gu Yun said, "Your hand, find some medicine to treat it later."

Chang Geng struggled to turn away. He seemed to be enduring it for a while, then whispered, "Yifu, I want you."

Gu Yun thought for a moment that something was wrong with his ears. "What did you say?"

Chang Geng no longer repeated it, his ears blushed red, glancing at Gu Yun with both eagerness and avoidance, his eyes kept drilling into the snow-white hem of his clothes.

Gu Yun: "..."

Gu Yun, no matter how frivolous, was only the average type of frivolous. In 'that' matter, he also retained the bad habits of the sons of noble families, paying attention to the mood, 'when the timing and place were ideal, before the flowers and under the moon*, everything will fall into place'. He really could not explain the type of 'energetic' that must call him 'yifu' in bed, getting turned on after being beaten like this. His scalp was tingling for a moment, thinking to himself: Seems to be quite crazy.

*an ideal place for lovers

Thus, he pointed to the door of the military tent and simply said, "Get out."

Chang Geng did not dare to delay his official business, all his overflowing desires had to be suppressed. He gave Gu Yun a secret glance with embarrassment, reluctantly calmed his feelings down, and ran away.

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Heavy rain was pouring down, but Liangjiang was unlike the North. Instead of the sky being cleared by the rain, it became more and more humid.

Jiangbei Garrison was at first a true miscellaneous army. After more than a year under General Zhong's hands, it had started to take shape. If the enemy camp Gu Yun broke into also possessed the same quality, it would probably not be turned over by them so easily.

Gu Yun and Zhong Chan walked their horses side by side. Neither of them wore armor, and neither thought the other was walking too slow.

"For these past few years, there was never a day where I could be idle," Gu Yun said. "The last time I was able to converse with Teacher, I no longer remember which month and year it was."