Chapter 138： not sweet you come to twist my head

When his consciousness returned to his body, the first thing Mu Zhiming felt was pain. He was confused, his head was dizzy, his limbs were numb, and he couldn't open his eyes.

He could feel that he was lying down, but he didn't know where he was. It was not until he vaguely heard his father's sigh and his mother's cry that he guessed that he should be in the mansion of the Duke of Yan.

The bedside was sometimes noisy and sometimes quiet. When Mu Zhiming was in a dizzy state, he felt that someone was holding his hand, with a strength that he didn't dare to use but was unwilling to let go.

That person's palm was wide and warm, so familiar and reassuring.

Mu Zhiming remembered in a trance a long, long time ago, when he walked alone from the cold sky and snow to the bridge over the churning **** water, he also held his hand with such a warm hand and took him back to the warm world.

Such tenderness, how could not be nostalgic.

Mu Zhiming reluctantly opened his eyes, only to feel dizzy, there was a continuous buzzing in his ears and someone's shouting: "Young master is awake, hurry up, hurry up and call the master, wife, and doctor."

He resisted the pain and turned his head to look, meeting Gu Heyan's bloodshot eyes, but deep in his eyes there was ecstasy.

In fact, Gu Heyan's condition was extremely poor. He had not eaten properly for many days and had injuries on his body. Even his iron body couldn't stand it. Gu Heyan said that he had to stay beside Mu Zhiming's couch. No one persuaded him.

That's why, as soon as Mu Zhiming opened his eyes, he saw him.

Seeing the gentleness of the world, he hides his eyes forever.

"He, He Yan, you are out of prison." Mu Zhiming's breath was unstable, and he finished speaking, tears welling up in his eyes.

Gu Heyan nodded, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and when he spoke, his voice was trembling: "The emperor has rehabilitated me."

Mu Zhiming choked and murmured, "That's great... that's great..."

Before the hard-working couple could say a few words, a bunch of people entered the room, Mu Boren and Gong Shi, who were distressed for their son, Wen Heyin who cried 'young master', and Kuang who stepped forward to take Mu Zhiming's pulse. The doctor, and Xia Wu who persuaded Gu Heyan to rest.

In this world, it is only so noisy that it can be called a paradise.

Although Mu Zhiming's injury would not endanger his life, he would suffer a lot due to his skin and flesh. Dr. Kuang decocted a lot of pain-relieving and sleeping herbs for him to take it in order to make him feel more comfortable while he was recuperating.

So for a while, Mu Zhiming was always groggy, lethargic day and night.

On this day, when he woke up from the dream, Mu Zhiming opened his eyes in a daze, but what caught his eye was the boundless darkness. If it wasn't for the severe pain in his body, Mu Zhiming would have mistakenly thought that he was still sleeping. middle.

He was not very awake, in the chaos of half-dreaming and half-awake, he took some time to realize that it was late at night, and then heard the sound of the door of the room being quietly pushed open.

The candle light illuminates one side, although it is not dazzling, but for Mu Zhiming, who had just woken up from the darkness, he still felt very dazzling and uncomfortable. He quickly closed his eyes again and turned his head slightly.

At this moment, Doctor Xia's voice whispered: "General, it will be dawn in half an hour, you are injured yourself, you should go to the soft couch in the next room and sleep for a while, don't sit on this chaise longue. on."

Gu Heyan: "It's fine."

Doctor Xia: "This... well, then, General, drink this bowl of medicine."

Gu Heyan: "Okay."

After a while, Doctor Xia withdrew from the wing, and the surroundings fell back into darkness.

It was during this moment of relaxation that Mu Zhiming was quite awake, and his limbs seemed to have gathered some strength. He was about to open his eyes again when he suddenly felt that someone was holding his left hand.

Rather than holding it, it is better to hold it carefully. Mu Zhiming had a wound on his palm, Gu Heyan avoided his wound and gently grasped his fingertips, and then kissed the place where the gauze was wrapped around his palm in distress.

Seeing that such comfort was not enough, Gu Heyan sat down beside the bed again, leaned over with his left elbow and placed his elbow on Mu Zhiming's ear, bowed his head and kissed his forehead, and then put his lips on Mu Zhiming's. He licked his lips lightly.

Gu Heyan had only drank the medicine, his lips and tongue were warmer than body temperature, both warm and wet, with a faint bitter herbal smell, and he kissed very reservedly, as gently as a pigeon feather had stroked, and suddenly felt numb and numb. The feeling of Mu Zhiming tickled directly into his heart from the corner of Mu Zhiming's mouth.

Because of his temperament, Gu Heyan seldom kissed Mu Zhiming actively, let alone kissing him furtively like he was doing something bad. Mu Zhiming's heart was beating like a drum. Eyes not open.

After kissing him twice, Gu Heyan straightened up, sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand to gently smooth Mu Zhiming's sideburns, and then put his hand into the quilt, all the way down.

Mu Zhiming closed his eyes tightly: "!!!"

Gu Heyan's hand didn't touch Mu Zhiming's body, but it was more difficult to ignore than it fell on him. Mu Zhiming could feel Gu Heyan's hand sliding by his side, with an imperceptible wind, It didn't stop at the waist, it didn't stop at the crotch, it didn't stop at the knee, and then...

Then Gu Heyan pulled out his hand and tucked the quilt for Mu Zhiming.

Mu Zhiming: "..."

Hou Ye thought that the general was going to do something to himself, so he was so nervous that his breathing stopped, but the general just wanted to find out if the quilt was warm enough, and it was not warm enough for him to get Mrs Tang.

Gu Heyan stood up to sit back on the reclining chair beside the bed.

Mu Zhiming opened his eyes and called to him: "He Yan."

Gu Heyan just turned around, and when he heard the words, his body froze, and he turned back slowly: "...Are you awake?"

Mu Zhiming smiled and said, "Yes."

Gu Heyan struggled to the death: "How long have you been awake?"

Mu Zhiming: "I woke up when you kissed me."

Gu Heyan: "..."

Mu Zhiming suddenly felt a little regretful, if the surroundings were a little brighter, he would surely see Gu Heyan's earlobes so red that they were about to drip blood.

Mu Zhiming propped himself up with his uninjured elbow and moved to the inside of the bed: "He Yan, lie down on the bed."

Seeing him moving, Gu Heyan hurriedly said, "Don't move, slow down, I can lie down."

Mu Zhiming's body was indeed in severe pain, he no longer forced himself to lie on his side.

Gu Heyan adjusted the bedding and lay down beside Mu Zhiming.

The Qixing star was hanging in the air, the dim light through the window, the two were lying face to face, and the outline of each other's facial features could be vaguely seen. Gu Heyan asked him, "Why don't you sleep?"

Mu Zhiming's hand restlessly grabbed Heyan's fingers and rubbed his fingertips to play: "Enough sleep, can't sleep."

"Does it hurt?" Gu Heyan asked worriedly, "Do you want to call Doctor Xia here?"

Mu Zhiming smiled: "No, I want to talk to you, we haven't been alone for a long time."

Gu Heyan: "The most important thing is to heal the pain."

Mu Zhiming gritted his teeth with hatred because he didn't understand the style. He suddenly thought of something, and he smiled slyly with his eyes bent. He said, "He Yan, I'm asking you something, you are not allowed to lie."

Gu Heyan: "...Okay."

Mu Zhiming smiled and said, "Before we got married, we stayed at the inn together many times, and it was common to sleep in the same bed. Have you...have you ever kissed me while I was sleeping?"

Gu Heyan: "..."

General Gu silently turned over and turned his back to Mu Zhiming.

He said he couldn't lie, but he didn't say he couldn't answer.

Facing Gu Heyan's actions, Mu Zhiming was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted to something, and shouted out with a smile: "You have kissed, but you have actually kissed?!"

This was beyond Mu Zhiming's expectations.

Gu Heyan: "..." His back was as silent as a rock.

"He Yan, what are you doing with your back to me?" Mu Zhiming was overjoyed, he was determined to tease him, and his tone was a little more malicious, "You have never turned your back on me like this before, you are holding My, look at you today, not only did you not hug me or answer my words, but you also left me alone, leaving me alone for Leng Yue."

Gu Heyan: "...You have injuries on your body, so you can't hold them."

Mu Zhiming smiled and said, "Even if you can't hold it, then you can't turn your back on me."

Gu Heyan: "..."

Mu Zhiming put his hand on his shoulder and shook it lightly: "He Yan, turn around, I don't want you to answer, is that all right?"

Hearing this, Gu Heyan turned around hesitantly and faced Mu Zhiming again.

How could Mu Zhiming let him go so easily, he smiled brightly with his lips hooked: "It's ok if you don't answer, but if you kiss me secretly, you have to nod your head."

Gu Heyan: "..."

Seeing Mu Zhiming's face full of anticipation, Gu Heyan couldn't bear to shake his interest, so he had to admit it and nodded silently.

Mu Zhiming's eyes lit up and asked eagerly, "When? Where?"

Gu Heyan narrowed his eyes. The more ashamed he felt, the more indifferent his voice became. The words he said at the moment were cold: "...In a small frontier village four years ago, the first day we stayed at the inn."

Mu Zhiming was stunned, at that time, he thought Gu Heyan hated and disliked him, but who would have thought that he had been secretly kissed by Gu Heyan, he couldn't help shouting: "What?! Four Years ago?!"

Gu Heyan: "..."

Gu Heyan turned around again and turned his back to Mu Zhiming.

"He Yan." Mu Zhiming laughed loudly, moved over slowly, resting his forehead on Gu Heyan's back, "When you don't feel ashamed, can you repeat what you did that day, I'm so curious about how you stole it. Kiss me, you see how pitiful I am covered in wounds, you must be reluctant to let me scratch my heart, right? Promise me."

Gu Heyan took a deep breath, turned around, touched Mu Zhiming's chin with his hand, raised his chin, leaned forward, and gave a careful kiss.

Mu Zhiming blinked: "Just like this?"

Gu Heyan: "Yes."

Mu Zhiming smiled, leaned forward and kissed Gu Heyan emotionally, his tongue rudely opened his teeth, and took the initiative to stick his soft tongue into his mouth, letting him **** recklessly and take his breath away.

After kissing for a long time, they were reluctant to part, Mu Zhiming gasped, licked his bitten lips, and joked, "Four years ago, you should have kissed me like this."

But this sentence was a joke, but Gu Heyan took it seriously. He said softly, "...But if I am like this, you will feel scared and push me away."

Mu Zhiming wanted to refute: "I...I..." But if he said he couldn't, he was just lying.

He thought for a while, clenched Gu Heyan's hand, and said seriously: "Heyan, the thing I regret most in this life is that I didn't understand your intentions earlier, but fortunately Nanfeng knows your intentions, for the rest of my life, I will I will not betray your love."

Gu Heyan kissed his hand: "Get well soon, I want to hug you."

Mu Zhiming hooked his lips: "Okay."

Doctor Xia, who stood at the door for a long time and did not dare to go in, looked at the bowl full of medicinal soup in his hand and scratched his head.

Forget it, reheat it again and bring it over.