My Love Comes to See the Grass on my Grave

Gu Lang was stunned for a moment, only to realize what he said, his face suddenly became hot, and he was about to kick him when he lifted his foot, but Murong Yan grabbed his calf and pressed it against his side, rubbed it, and said ambiguous: "There are so many people. Look, if we want to fight, let's go back and close the door and fight."

Gu Lang looked around at the palace guards who were still packing things, pulled his feet back with all his strength, and turned to leave.

Murong Yan hurriedly grabbed him, "Where are you going?"

Gu Lang: "Since there's nothing else to do, I'll go back to the Zhulou first..."

"Who said it's all right," Murong Yan interrupted him, "You are the personal bodyguard of this prince now. The palace is so chaotic, you must not stay to protect this prince?"

Gu Lang: "...Your martial arts are better than mine."

Murong Yan: "How can you let this prince do something like an assassin. You haven't even sealed the crown prince yet, so you want to be lazy?"

Gu Lang didn't want to pay attention to him, so he raised his foot and left, "There are so many people, not one of me is missing."

"That won't work," Murong Yan pulled the person back, "Go, go and see the people who have lost Lanshan."

Gu Lang: "Don't go."

Murong Yan bent down and picked him up.

"Murong Yan, what are you doing?!" Gu Lang struggled, "Let go!"

Murong Yan said leisurely: "If you don't leave, I will carry you."

"You..." Gu Lang said angrily, "Shameless!"

Murong Yan thought for a while, "What is the crime of insulting the prince?"

Gu Lang: "..."

In the end, Murong Yan pulled Gu Lang, whose face was sinking like water, and left.

Xu Jinger stood in front of the palace gate, waiting for her father with a worried expression. Today, she first heard that there was a rebellion in the palace, and then saw that the Zhenbei Army was hunting with flags and went into the city to rescue her. Her father went to the palace early in the morning. She was a little worried. After learning that the Zhenbei Army had quelled the rebellion, she hurried over. But the palace has not yet been rectified, she was stopped in front of the palace gate, and she could only wait outside the gate.

After a long time, Xu Jing'er finally saw her father walking out of the palace slowly, with Qu Fengyun and Ruan Nian by his side.

"Father!" Xu Jing'er hurried over to support him, "Father, are you alright?"

Xu Zhiyan patted her hand and said, "Dad is fine."

Qu Fengyun walked over with one arm hanging, said goodbye to Xu Zhiyan, and then wanted to go home. Seeing that his hand was injured and his face was tired, Xu Jinger invited them to go back together in the carriage of the Xiangfu.

Before Qu Fengyun could speak, his sleeve was pulled. He turned his head and looked, Ruan Nian said pitifully, "Take the carriage, my legs are sore."

Qu Fengyun: "..." You just ran a few steps.

Xu Jing'er said again: "Doctor Ruan is also tired, take the carriage faster."

Qu Fengyun had no choice but to nod his head.

So, the four of them crowded together in the carriage of the Xiangfu, and staggered back.

Along the way, Xu Zhiyan saw that his daughter was always secretly looking at Qu Fengyun and Ruan Nian, and several times she covered her mouth and smiled, looking like a young girl with spring.

The carriage stopped in front of Qu's mansion first, and Qu Fengyun and Ruan Nian got out of the car and thanked Xu Zhiyan and Xu Jing'er.

Xu Zhiyan was very reluctant to see his daughter peeking at the car window, and he couldn't help rubbing his beard and thinking, "Is Jing'er... Is it because of Qu Fengyun or Imperial Doctor Ruan?"

When Wei Yong stepped into the imperial study, he did not see the emperor. There were only the prince and a young man in the room.

"The old minister has seen His Highness." Wei Yong was about to salute when Murong Yan hurriedly helped him, "General Wei doesn't need to be too polite."

Murong Yan helped him to sit down on the chair and said, "It's not the father's will to call General Wei this time, but I want the general to meet someone."

He backed away a bit, revealing Gu Lang behind him.

Wei Yong wondered, "This is..."

Gu Lang's lips trembled slightly, and he opened his mouth several times before he finally said softly: "When I was ten years old, I accidentally threw my father's daughter Hong, who had been hiding for many years. …”

Wei Yong looked at him, seemingly at a loss.

"On my twelfth birthday, you said you wanted to take me to see a sideshow, but I got lost on the street. I went home by myself, and you spent the night looking for it on the street. Later, my father often made fun of it..."

Wei Yong's hand on the chair trembled slightly, "You, you are..."

Gu Lang's eyes turned red, "Uncle Wei, it's me, Gu Lang..."

"Gu..." Wei Yong was shocked and stood up abruptly, "Xiao Lang? Are you Xiao Lang?! Old Gu's child?!"

Gu Lang nodded.

"It's really you?!" Wei Yong grabbed his shoulder excitedly, "You're not dead?"

Gu Lang said, "It was Uncle Zhao who saved me."

"Okay, okay, it's fine, it's fine..." Wei Yong leaned on the chair, with tears in his eyes, suddenly turned around and covered his face with one hand.

Murong Yan quietly exited and closed the door for them.

"Eleven years..." Wei Yong turned his back to Gu Lang, his voice choked, "I didn't expect to see you again, it must be old Gu Xianling..."

For the past eleven years, the old days are like yesterday, and as soon as I lay down, it is the years of galloping on the battlefield and enjoying wine. It's just that the old man in the dream is still there, smiling magnanimously, but when he wakes up, only a handful of loess is left to cover his bones.

Wei Yong sniffed, turned around after a long time, looked at Gu Lang, and said with a bit of sadness, "You've grown so tall, you look like your father when you were young... Alas, back in the day, I went to North Korea. Before the border, I told your father that when I get back, I will give you and my girl a baby kiss... I didn't expect that when I came back, he was buried in the ground..."

The tears in his eyes seemed to be overflowing again, Wei Yong calmed down, patted Gu Lang on the shoulder and said, "Child, you have suffered all these years. It's okay, no one can bully you with Uncle Wei in the future."

Gu Lang felt a little warm in his heart, "Thank you Uncle Wei."

Wei Yong added: "Although this marriage has only been discussed verbally with your father, it is still a number. My girl has not been interested in all these years, and she just hasn't married yet, so she is waiting for you in the dark. In this way, I'll find someone to pick a good day, and you two should get married as soon as possible."

Gu Lang: "..."