"Come on, don't wipe your snot on me, and don't let your bride wait for long," Gu Yun pushed him. "I'll stop the ‘enemy’ for you here. Go."

Shen Yi moved forward two steps then looked back, it was true that with Gu Yun standing there like a pillar, no one dared to pester him anymore.

Suddenly, he felt sentimental again. General Gu had guarded the gate of the country, the gate of the city, and the gate of the palace all his life. This time, he used his grand ability for the meager task of guarding the wedding chamber for him — yet he seemed to be very happy about it.

Shen Yi felt his nose sour, with thousands of regrets in his heart, he hurried back and quickly confessed in Gu Yun's ear: "Zi Xi, the letters you wrote in Jiangnan that haven't been opened yet, I gave them to His Majesty, you... cough... Anyway... I'll go first. "

Gu Yun: "..."

He had bullied Shen Yi since they were young until they grew up. As he finally treated this person well with much difficulty, unexpectedly, he was met with this kind of betrayal, swallowing the word ‘karma’ whole.

At the end of the lively wedding banquet, Gu Yun stiffly went back to the Marquis' Manor — Chang Geng only drank a cup of wedding wine and left after giving his present. The Emperor coming personally was enough to show honor and blessing, staying for too long would make the people around uncomfortable. Thus, he had been waiting for Gu Yun at home for a long time, the light in the room was still on.

Gu Yun came up with a bad idea on the way. He asked people to take a pot of strong liquor, sprinkle it on his front sleeve, making himself smell like a human-shaped wine pot. At this time, he pretended to ‘stagger’ and pushed open the door with a strong force.

Chang Geng was looking at something under the light. He was shocked by the wind outside the door and the strong odor of wine. He frowned slightly. When he looked up, he saw Gu Yun stumble over the threshold and fall straight in.

Chang Geng hurriedly pushed the thing in his hand away and quickly came to catch him, shivering at the touch of Gu Yun's ice-cold hands.

Although Gu Yun usually frolicked around with overflowing energy, his hands and feet were always cold regardless of summer or winter. Whether it was taking medicine or acupuncture, they all harmed his body. But the man himself had never voiced his complaints, and Chang Geng didn’t dare to show too much concern on regular days; thus, he could only look after him carefully.