Gu Yun slowly replied, "As expected, there is no filial son in front of the bed. You unfilial child, you even learned to scold me already."

Shen Yi: "..."

Through half of his lifetime engaged in warfare, for how many times Gu Yun had the thought of running off, that was how many times Shen Yi had the thought of 'I no longer care about this bastard'. He shook off Gu Yun's hand, turning around to leave, thinking to himself, If you love to die that much.

Gu Yun: "Ji Ping!"

His hand in the air aimlessly grabbed into emptiness, his fingers wrapped with the bandaged medicine were nearly deformed, five fingers could not close, his pale skin full of scars was exposed under the bandages, causing Shen Yi to feel uncomfortable in an instant and he could no longer have any attitude.

Shen Yi: "Don't move!"

Gu Yun said softly, "These two days, there must be an emissary coming from Dong Ying to contact us secretly. Chong Ze, after all, is still a civil officer. It depends on you... "

Shen Yi was very pained, "Alright, stop talking, I know."

Gu Yun was interrupted by him, but was not angry either. No one knew what he thought of, he suddenly laughed and gasped for a while. "Try to defend the country and become a famous general. In a hundred years, people will build a temple for you. Isn't it very good to eat incense for a living."

Shen Yi sneered, "Which god would you be? A Gate God already exists, are you going to be a Window God? A Bed God? "

"It's all the same," Gu Yun said with a low laugh. "Either way, no matter which temple people worship at… The things they ask for are all the same… For fortune, promotion, marriage...and children as well."

Shen Yi listened and thought, Isn't this a scammer, a matchmaker, and a Guanyin Bestower of Children* all at once?

*送子观音, Songzi Guanyin, Bodhisattva from which people prayed to for children

His heart suddenly became even more frustrated, he didn't want to be friends with such a person at all.

Gu Yun whispered, "God Shen, bring me the flute in the box at the head of the bed."

Shen Yi sighed and took out a small box that he had treasured beside the pillow. There was a brilliant white jade flute, a stack of thick, unknown seagrain paper, and several Wind Slasher hilts with different names engraved on them.

This small box seemed to contain all of Gu Yun’s feelings.

I will not die. Gu Yun held the cold jade flute in his fingertips and thought firmly, If they don't blow me up on the spot, I will not die. Chang Geng’s Bone of Impurity hasn't been cured yet. There are so many people in the capital who want to trouble him. How can I...