He tingbai's hand is extremely difficult to grasp Gu Qingkuang's.

His hands are very white and small, in sharp contrast to Gu Qingkuang's hands full of scars.

He listen to white eyes with tears, the voice is firm: "brother, it doesn't matter, they have died."

They.

Gu Qing was stupefied, and his hands relaxed slightly. That is to say, he tingbai broke free from his shackles.

But he didn't run away.

He just looked at Gu Qingkuang quietly, with a trace of pity in his clear eyes.

After a while, he said, "no matter what, my brother is a hero in my heart."

This is the real idea of Gu Qingkuang. Since Gu Qingkuang saved him once when he was a child, he has always thought so.

GU Tongling is the head of the royal guards, shouldering the responsibility of defending Xuanwu. He is a great man.

He said it sincerely, but it was a little harsh in Gu Qingkuang's ears.

It seems that the darkest corner in my heart is suddenly illuminated by light, which brings not warmth, but confusion and discomfort.

Inadvertently, he listens to Bai's line of sight, and Gu Qing's crazy eyes are getting deeper and deeper.

Why.

Why, he has to live in the dirty swamp struggle, and he tingbai can have such clear eyes.

How can he live alone in a dark hell?

"Hero?" Gu Qing chuckled wildly and sarcastically.

The man's pretty thin lips pressed tightly, and then slowly spit out a startling words.

Word by word, the dirtiness of the imperial family was torn apart.

Gu Qingkuang looked at him, but his eyes seemed to be dark without him.

"When I was 13 years old, I won the first place in martial arts. No one is my enemy in the whole exam."

"When I was 15 years old, I went to the battlefield to kill the enemy and made countless contributions."

His body slightly shakes. All the time, the secret hidden in the bottom of his heart, which is hard to say, seems to have finally found a vent, such as the surging river, to pour out heartily.

But such a feat did not bring a Hou and a half Jue. Instead, it was the emperor's light words of the Royal Guard commander.

Well said, it's to help the royal family supervise the officials. But in fact, all the royal guards would only listen to the emperor's words. What kind of leader is in name only.

And those who are not as good as him can be appointed generals.

At that time, Gu Qingkuang was still a young and frivolous young man. He was indignant and denounced the injustice of the emperor in the Jinluan palace.

The young emperor who just succeeded to the throne was just smiling. After he dispersed, he sent someone to call him to the imperial study.

The Emperor gave Gu Qingkuang a cup of tea. There was something in the tea, but Gu Qingkuang didn't know it and drank it unprepared.

He couldn't use any of his martial arts. His hands were tied and he was paralyzed at the table.

The emperor opened his clothes with a smile, whispered in his ear, and told him that if he did not, the whole world would know tomorrow that he was the evil son of the imperial concubine who had an affair with others. His father, he tingbai in yeting, would die for this.

"My father is just a little bodyguard. You are still an ignorant child."

"Changle," he said for the first time, his voice was rare and fragile, "at that time, who could protect me?"

"You say, how can I not follow."

Gu Qingkuang closed his eyes, and the memory of a few months ago came back to his mind.

All his kung fu was consumed by medicine, and the young emperor practiced martial arts since childhood, even if he wanted to commit suicide.