He sobered up very quickly, and in the instant he opened his eyes, his soul returned to its place. He remembered exactly where he was and the things he had yet to do.

But at that moment, Gu Yun was stunned. Someone had placed a cold cheek on his forehead. Not to mention Jiangbei Camp, even those from the Black Iron Camp would never dare to be this 'intimate' towards him. He then caught the scent of tranquilizer and saw a silhouette with his half-blind vision that had adapted to the dark.

Gu Yun's existing sweat had yet to dry, and a new layer of cold sweat already came out. He thought, "Why is he here?"

Chang Geng twisted the simple steam lamp on the camp bed, silently pulled out a towel from the nearby basin and wiped away the sweat on Gu Yun's forehead.

Gu Yun's whole body was soft, and there seemed to be an invisible wound buried under his chest's skin and flesh. He could feel a dull pain whenever he exerted a little bit of strength. He fumbled around for a while and found his liuli glass in a bit of panic: "I'll do it myself..."

Chang Geng bowed his head and ignored him, pushing his wrist down with just a touch.

Gu Yun nervously moistened his lips, feeling a little guilty for no reason. He thought, "Did anybody talk nonsense?"

At this time, Chang Geng had cleaned his body thoroughly, tightened his clothes, and pulled the quilt over to wrap Gu Yun snug. Only then did he finally raise his head and make eye contact with him.

Gu Yun seized the moment and smiled at him.

Chang Geng looked at him expressionlessly.

Gu Yun weakly pulled out a hand, grabbed the back of Chang Geng's neck, gently kneaded it two times and caressed his chin with his fingertips: "Why the long face as soon as you see me? Your yifu's beauty and love has already faded so quickly?"

"..." Chang Geng suddenly wanted to see how well he could pretend. He asked coldly, "What happened to you?"

Gu Yun narrowed his eyes slightly and read his lips. His face did not change, "A cold."

Chang Geng: "..."

He expected that Gu Yun would cover it up, but he did not expect that he was this half-hearted in his cover up.

Gu Yun wanted this matter to pass by pleasantly, he reached out and patted Chang Geng's face. "Come, let me see if you have lost weight recently."

Chang Geng slapped his hand away and said angrily, "Gu Zi Xi!"

Gu Yun immediately adjusted his tactics and frowned, bringing his military authority out of nowhere: "Who has run their mouth again? General Zhong has just passed, has Jiangbei Camp already become this lawless?"

Chang Geng took a deep breath: "In the praying hall, you..."

Gu Yun the wicked accused first and intercepted, "Which kid was guarding the praying hall? Which camp did he come from? Call Yao Chong Ze here for me, this must be punished by military law!"