Shen Yi threw him the wine bottle. Gu Yun returned to his senses, caught it and placed it at the boy's mouth: "Open your mouth."

There was no telling if the boy understood. When Gu Yun poured the wine into his mouth, he did not refuse and swallowed it obediently.

Shen Yi quickly checked his injuries: "Fortunately, a wolf claw scratched his back, and his leg was bitten, but it is not severe. The rest may have been caused by falling down while running. Why is there so much blood? "

Gu Yun: "It's wolf blood."

"Ah?"

Gu Yun didn't say a word. He wrapped the boy in his cloak and said, "Let's go. To Yanhui."

As Gu Yun finished, he heard a soft sound. The boy's hand loosened, and the knife covered with wolf blood fell to the ground. He struggled for a bit, then reached out a hesitant hand and held onto Gu Yun's clothes.

"So trusting of me? But you don't know me." Gu Yun's heart suddenly moved. He looked down at the strange boy and thought, "So light."

As he thought so, his strength involuntarily lightened, as if he was afraid of crushing the tiny bones and flesh in his arms.

Many years later, Uncle Wang was sorting out the old things in the Marquis’s Manor and pulled out a pair of leather wristbands from the bottom of the box. The workmanship was very rough, like those worn by the countryside hunters. One could tell at first sight that it was not something from the manor. Uncle Wang didn't dare to throw it away, waiting until Gu Yun was free to bring it to him to ask.

"This thing," Gu Yun smiled at first glance. "It was a gift to me from a country boy who was biting at the wolf. The wolf died horribly. A good piece of wolf skin was cut by him as if it had been bitten by a dog. At last, there was only a little bit left that could be of use, enough to make into a pair of wrist guards - Ah, what are you doing?"

Chang Geng happened to pass by. He could tell at a glance who created this object with eye-aching craftsmanship. He tried to grab it with his hand, but Gu Yun dodged it lightly.

"Why are you keeping these kinds of rags," said Chang Geng. "Throw them away quickly. This year’s autumn hunting, I will make you a better one with a complete piece of skin."

"That's good." Gu Yun said, hugging the leather wristband in his arms, "That will be from the big beauty. This one was from the little beauty."

Chang Geng: "..."

"The little beauty was quite shy, even stuttering when giving me this gift." Gu Yun's improper fingers lifted the Emperor's chin, pretending to dislike him. "Unlike this one, who is in charge of heaven and earth, but has an even thicker skin than a wolf."