My Love Comes to See the Grass on my Grave

Wu Qi pressed Gu Lang down, his face ashen. Seeing that the person under him didn't speak, he asked, "I just watched it? Did you...do anything else?"

Gu Lang moved the wrist that was pressed against the ear, and asked, "Others?"

Wu Qi gritted his teeth and said, "Did you touch it? Did he touch you or did you touch him?"

Gu Lang: "Why did I touch him?"

Wu Qi: "Then did he touch you?!"

Gu Lang looked at him with black eyes, "What exactly are you trying to say?"

"I..." Wu Qi slowed down and said, "I'm afraid you will be taken advantage of."

Gu Lang looked at the chests of the two of them that were tightly attached to each other, "Then, are you taking advantage of this?"

Wu Qi also looked down, and said without changing his face: "I'm just concerned, I'm confused, and I'm in a hurry."

Gu Lang: "Get up."

Wu Qi was a little reluctant, "I..."

Gu Lang: "If your leg is numb, chop it off."

"No hemp, no hemp..." Wu Qi quickly got up and said that the porridge was going to be cold, so let's drink the porridge.

Gu Lang was so upset by him, but he didn't feel so uncomfortable, so he took a few mouthfuls of porridge.

Wu Qi bit the bun and looked at him with burning eyes.

Gu Lang put down the bowl and asked, "What's wrong?"

Wu Qi: "Would you like to see how many scars I have on my body?"

Speaking of undressing.

Gu Lang: "…"

"I didn't see it," Gu Lang could only say, "I just asked casually."

"That's good." Wu Qi was relieved and said, "You can still see what I have on me..."

Gu Lang silently picked up the buns on the table and gagged his mouth.

It rained in the capital, and the eaves and water hit the stone steps, and there was a lot of noise for a long time.

Gu Lang took the moist breath after the rain and went to the bamboo forest outside the city. There was a small building in the forest, where Gu Lang and Zhao Zhuo lived before. Later, when Gu Lang entered the palace, Zhao Zhuo was the only one left.

Gu Lang stepped up to the bamboo tower, but Zhao Zhuo was not seen.

He didn't feel right. He would come back every month on the tenth day of the month. Zhao Zhuo knew that, even if something went out, he would leave a letter to tell him. But Gu Lang turned around in the house, but found nothing.

Some dust fell on the table, and Zhao Zhuo probably hadn't come back for several days.

Gu Lang's chest rose and fell slightly, and he slowly clenched the knife at his waist. Zhao Zhuo is only responsible for staring at Zheng Yufei. If something happens to him, it must have something to do with Zheng Yufei.

Gu Lang went downstairs, stepped on the bamboo leaves in the forest, and searched the bamboo building inside and out.

The rain wet the toes, and the dead leaves were all over the ground, but Zhao Zhuo was never seen.

The street was brightly lit, Qu Fengyun came out of the palace and was blocked by Gu Lang at the alley.

He was a little surprised, "What's the matter?"

Gu Lang's forehead was wet, whether it was rain or sweat. He said, "Uncle Zhao is gone."

Qu Fengyun frowned, "When did you disappear?"

"I don't know," Gu Lang said, "he hasn't contacted me for several days."

Qu Fengyun pondered for a while, then said, "I'll have someone look for it, and I'll tell you when I have news. Hall...Wu Qi know?"

Gu Lang shook his head and said, "He didn't know where he went, and he hasn't come back yet."

They split up. Qu Fengyun passed by the dumpling stall on the street and heard a commotion. He turned around and saw the little imperial doctor standing not far away, who seemed to be arguing with two people, with a girl hiding behind him.

Ruan Nian was eating dumplings at the stall, and while he was eating, he saw two drunken people staggering over and bumping things on the street stall along the way.

It is two Beiqi soldiers. The stall owners dared not speak out, so they could only let them be. The two of them were walking, and suddenly they saw a beautiful girl, who immediately stepped forward and pulled the person over.

"You... what are you doing?" The girl turned pale with fright, "Let go! Let me go..."

The two drunks were willing to let them go. They pulled the girl with a smile and touched their waist, "This hand is really tender, come on, I'll give you a kiss..." Before he could finish speaking, he was suddenly pushed and staggered.

"Who?!" The two of them looked up and saw that it was a man with thin arms and thin legs, and grinned, "Where is the wild boy?! How dare you spoil your grandfather's deeds?!"

Ruan Nian protected the girl behind him, and said vigorously, "This, this girl said to let go, so don't make it difficult for the two of you."

"I still want to be difficult for others," said Bei Qibing, "Why, you want a hero to save the beauty? Bah! Don't even look at how much you weigh! Hahahaha..."

Ruan Nian's neck turned red from their laughter. The girl shrank behind him and shouted softly in fear, "Young Master, save me."

Ruan Nian clenched his fists, thinking that he should pull the girl to run, maybe the drunks run too slowly and can't catch up with them.

Just as he took the girl's hand, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure walking in front of him. His eyes lit up and he blurted out, "Ah!"