My Love Comes to See the Grass on my Grave

Sun Fang hurriedly scooped up the fish, poured another basin of water, and carefully put the fish in. The fish thrashed a few times in the clear water, spat out two mouthfuls of feed, and finally turned over again.

"It's good if you don't die, it's good if you don't die..." Sun Fang patted his chest, "It scared me to death." He stretched out his hand and poked the fish again, saying, "Ancestor, how old are you? You can't eat less. Are you holding on?"

Xu Jing'er said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault for being inattentive..."

Sun Fang waved his hand, "It's fine."

"You are the masters," Xu Jing'er asked curiously, "do you treasure these fish so much?"

Sun Fang said: "That's not right! I forgot to feed it once before. This fish has been hungry all day. After being found out by our boss, it made me hungry all day!"

Xu Jing'er held her face and said, "You guys are really infatuated."

"What's the use of infatuation," Sun Fang sighed. "It's been more than a year, but it's not like he can't catch up with anyone. When he 'dies', his sweetheart didn't shed a single tear..."

"What?" Xu Jing'er said in surprise, "Your master... is dead?"

Sun Fang: "...Yes."

The graves are covered with grass.

Xu Zhiyan was worried and sent people to look for his daughter everywhere, but there was no news for a long time. However, Gao Cheng also believed that he refused to marry his daughter to him, but hid her daughter, squatting in the Prime Minister's mansion every day and refusing to leave.

The prime minister was so worried that he couldn't sleep well, but he heard that the prince was in the imperial study room, admitting that he had the love of Longyang, and even made the emperor faint.

But the crown prince was always rambling, cultivating immortals and refining medicine all day long, and doing all kinds of strange things. Now that he admits that he has a broken sleeve, he has not caused any big storms.

Some people heard the rumors and wanted to please him, so they picked a few good-looking men and secretly sent them to him. But the prince asked for a lot, and he wanted one with a thin waist and long legs, one who looked good in black, and one that was pleasing to the eye.

Although the prince also said that he has a sweetheart, no one knows who the sweetheart is.

"It may be your brother, Wu Liu." Gu Lang said while unbuttoning his belt.

Wu Qi spit out the tea, "What?!"

Gu Lang said, "I saw them hugging each other yesterday."

"What are you holding together?!" Wu Qi argued, "They fell together!"

Gu Lang asked strangely, "How do you know?"

Wu Qi sat at the table, watched him peeling off his clothes one by one, licked his lips, and said, "Wu Liu told me. He said that yesterday the prince accidentally fell and pressed him."

Gu Lang didn't react, whether it was true or not had nothing to do with him. He took off only his undershirt, took off his shoes and socks, climbed into/bed and went to sleep.

Wu Qi propped his head up, still looking at him, and said, "I heard you talking in your sleep last night."

Gu Lang closed his eyes and said casually, "What did you say?"

Wu Qi said word by word: "You call, 'Murong'..."

Gu Lang suddenly opened his eyes. He didn't know if he was really talking in his sleep, but if not, how would Wu Qi know about Murong Yan?

Wu Qi asked again, "Brother Gu, who is 'Murong'?"

Gu Lang paused and replied, "A friend."

"Friend?" Wu Qi said slowly, "I don't sound like it..."

Gu Lang puzzled: "What did I say?"

Wu Qi: "I didn't say anything..."

Gu Lang breathed a sigh of relief. He was about to close his eyes to sleep when he heard Wu Qi say, "It's just that he was breathing a little too hard."

Gu Lang: "…"

Wu Qi: "I've been panting for most of the night, my face is still red, my ears are red, my neck is red, I'm dripping with sweat, and I'm almost taking off my clothes..."