Perhaps due to the headache, Gu Yun's fingers were pressed tightly against his temples, a deep scowl between his brows; he did not notice that someone had entered.

Chang Geng cleared his throat from a few steps away, then gently called out: "Mar..."

He only just made a sound but Gu Yun, who was lying on the bed had instantly risen, he pulled out a sabre hidden inside his blanket, and unsheathed it about three inches. Chang Geng could not even afford to blink his eyes when the sharp blade of the sword had already been placed against his neck, its coldness climbing up on him. The person holding the sabre resembled a vicious dragon that had just been awoken.

Chang Geng was shocked by his killing intent and was forced to blurt out:

"Shiliu!"

Gu Yun tilted his head, after a brief moment he narrowed his eyes and seemed to recognize Chang Geng, he vaguely said: "Sorry."

He put the sabre back into the blanket then gently rubbed Chang Geng's neck: "Did I hurt you?"

Chang Geng was startled, and just as he gathered himself together again, suspicion started to rise up inside: Can he really not see?

But he immediately cast this impossible thought aside — how could the Marquis of Order be a blind man?

Gu Yun searched for an outer coat and carelessly draped it onto his body: "Why have you come here?"

But he toppled as he tried to stand up due to dizziness, ended up half-sitting, half-fallen onto the bed. Gu Yun sucked in a deep breath and held his forehead with one hand, the other was pressed onto the bedside for support.

"Don't move." Chang Geng subconsciously reached out and caught him.

He hesitated for a moment, then bent down and lifted Gu Yun's legs up, tucked them back on the bed, and properly pulled the blanket up for him. While avoiding the mess of long hair that scattered around, he supported Gu Yun's shoulder to help him lie down. After finishing this series of actions, Chang Geng dumbly stood there for a while, he suddenly could not find any words to say, only a stiff question came out of his lips: "What happened to you?"

Gu Yun's medicine was starting to take effect. He did not expect Chang Geng, who was 'throwing a tantrum', would suddenly come for a visit. He could only reluctantly endure the headache and the sounds echoing near and far in his ears.

He had intended to send Chang Geng away first, he laughed casually: "Made a little ungrateful brat that doesn't acknowledge me angry — pardon me, Your Highness, could you fetch me my wine bottle?"

According to his experience, in a situation like this, drinking some wine might be able to make it more bearable.

Chang Geng frowned and looked at him with suspicion.

Gu Yun's head was aching as if being cracked open, he lied: "Shen Yi's medicinal wine can help cure my migraine."