Chapter 24 Chapter 24 I am your husband. Ah Yun, you and I...

"Why are you here?" Song Siyun was very surprised.

At this moment, a person who could never appear here actually appeared in front of her alive. How could she not be surprised?

Just as I was thinking, my hand suddenly felt hot, and the man's hot breath sprayed on my ear. I felt inexplicably relieved: "Let go first."

For some unknown reason, he let go.

At the same time, the tea garden owner's sharp wail reached my ears: "Help, help me, ah ah——"

Suddenly coming to his senses, Song Siyun knew now was not the right time to ask further questions. He swallowed his doubts, pushed the person next to him, and said urgently, "Hurry and save him! He has the account book in his hands. He can't let him die."

It seemed that Gu Yanzhou only realized the existence of the tea garden owner at this moment. After instructing Qingfeng to stay here to protect Song Siyun, he suddenly turned around and stared at the man as he walked.

He walked faster and faster, and with the last few leaps he reached the Pipa Lock.

He pulled out the long sword that was inserted into the gap of the pipa chain with one hand, and with a backhand flick, the long black iron hook flew out from under the collarbone. The tea garden owner was freed and rolled on the ground in pain, holding his shoulders on both sides.

In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore. Song Siyun patted Ling Feng and said, "Help me over."

She was injured on her hip, and it would pull her hips whenever she walked. Every step felt like she was walking on the tip of a knife, and it was burning with pain.

The distance was not long, but she walked very slowly.

He walked to the man, took out the golden medicine from the bag in front of him, squatted down and applied the medicine to the tea garden owner.

When they stood up and squatted down, they hissed in pain.

Gu Yanzhou had excellent hearing and could hear clearly.

He glanced at them vaguely, then turned his head to look at the two men in black in front of him, with a frown on his face and a turn of his wrist, he went straight to meet them without saying a word.

The murderous aura rushed towards them, making people panic and their legs tremble. The men in black looked at each other and gritted their teeth: Let's fight!

He swung the Pipa Lock with both hands, as if he wanted to repeat the same trick and lock the person up and drag him to death.

The two men's intentions were not subtle, and Gu Yanzhou had noticed them. He simply used the force of the Pipa Lock to push himself in front of them. As he turned, the soft sword at his waist suddenly struck out, circled around their necks, and then returned steadily to his waist.

At that time, he just landed.

Under the bright moonlight, a man in a tight black robe stood with a sword in his hand. Behind him, two people were stunned for a while and then slowly fell down, sending up fallen leaves all over the ground.

The autumn wind was bleak, and the sound of pipa instruments filled the ground. The murderous pipa lock became the sword of the king of hell that hastened his death.

The two men probably never dreamed that they would die from the pair of Pipa Locks in their hands.

Song Siyun slowly raised his eyes and was stunned for a moment.

The man put away his sword and walked against the moonlight. He was too tall to be an ordinary person.

She didn't know what was beating in her chest, she only knew that when the man squatted down covered in blood and reached out to her, she responded.

The autumn night was chilly, but the man's hands were inexplicably warm. The alternation between cold and hot caused goosebumps all over his body.

It was at this moment that Song Siyun came back to his senses. Suddenly remembering something, he hurriedly asked, "Is there anyone alive?"

Gu Yanzhou blinked innocently and said, "I forgot."

Song Siyun gave him a reproachful look, then sighed deeply, "Well, as long as the tea garden owner and the account book return to Kyoto, along with that little inspector, the person behind this will be unable to escape even if he has wings."

After saying this, she saw that the man showed no regrets and looked indifferent, so she couldn't help but accuse him: "If you could leave someone alive, you might be able to pull him out faster."

"Madam is critical. I will definitely keep that in mind next time."

Although he said so, Song Siyun also knew it and just dealt with it.

She curled her lips helplessly, no longer arguing with him, but turned around and urged: "Find Qingfeng and return to Beijing as soon as possible."

Gu Yanzhou didn't comment and strode after her. But when he saw her limping and walking unnaturally, he reached out and lifted her up.

The sudden movement startled her, and she instinctively grabbed his shoulders, muttering, "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

The man paused, lowered his eyes and looked at her carefully, not daring to move.

Song Siyun had never seen him so silly before, and couldn't help but laugh, but he couldn't laugh anymore the next moment.

Because the man moved his hand half an inch, like a baby, holding her thigh, and asked softly: "Does it still hurt?"

Like a thief, Song Siyun looked around, and seeing that no one cared, she shyly buried her head in his neck, "Put me down quickly, this is so embarrassing."

"It seems that it doesn't hurt." She got an irrelevant answer, and then she was carried in front by the man.

Song Siyun was really annoyed. He hid his head in his neck and didn't dare to raise it. "Gu Yanzhou, you are so shameless!"

"He's just a complete jerk!"

He had heard such words so many times that his ears were callused.

"I'm hugging my own wife, who dares to talk?" Gu Yanzhou lowered his head, and his furry hair brushed against his face. He couldn't help but rub it down again.

Song Siyun was really at a loss for words when faced with such shameless words.

I had to hide myself so as not to be laughed at. As I was hiding, I fell asleep.

When I woke up again, I felt like there was a stone pressing on my chest, making it stuffy, my thighs were tingling, and my buttocks were both cold and hot, making me very uncomfortable.

I glanced back impatiently in the haze, only to see my underwear slipped off at some point. A large hand was holding a damp handkerchief, carefully wiping the blood off it. Sometimes, when a branch or stone sank into my flesh, the person would discard the handkerchief and handle it with their bare hands...

If the person being dealt with was not himself, Song Siyun might still feel caring.

Unfortunately, this person is herself, and at this moment she only feels ashamed and angry!

Following the tightly bound wrist upwards, first came the strong arms, and then the face that couldn't be more familiar—

"Gu Yanzhou!"

He gritted his teeth and just as he was about to struggle, he was pushed down and yelled at: "Don't move."

Familiar movements, familiar words, always felt a bit familiar. But none of this mattered. At this moment, she just wanted to ask: "Does this young lady have no shame, no innocence?!"

"I've sent them all away, don't worry."

Is this the point?

Song Siyun looked up at the sky speechlessly, "What about you? You are not a human?"

The man paused for a moment, and after a moment, he heard a muffled voice: "I am your husband."

"Ah Yun, you and I have been married before."

"But I don't like you..."

Song Siyun lowered his head and buried it between his legs, mumbling softly. After he finished speaking, he felt the person next to him stiffen, so fast that it seemed like an illusion.

After a moment of silence, he carefully raised his eyes and asked tentatively: "Don't tell anyone, okay?"

Gu Yanzhou glanced at him with a cold expression: "You don't like me, why should I listen to you?"

"you!"

Song Siyun had never thought that he was such a scoundrel. He was completely shocked. He gritted his teeth in anger, trying to find a reason to threaten him, but he couldn't come up with anything for a long time.

Maybe he was so angry that he bit the thing in front of him with a "ah-wu".

As he bit, he squinted his eyes provocatively and threatened proudly, "If you dare spread this, I will let everyone in Kyoto know the next day that Minister Gu, the emperor and the crown prince's confidant and a self-proclaimed gentleman, is actually a prostitute and has even had teeth marks on his thigh!"

"Ayun..."

She was so proud that she didn't notice the strange look on the man's face. Even the soft call that seemed to be a compromise was a little unclear.

Only after washing and applying the medicine did Song Siyun feel the urge to speak again, "Why are you here? Wouldn't it be a pity to alert the enemy if you come here so rashly?"

"No." Gu Yanzhou didn't even raise his head, but stared at his reflection on the river. "I'm grounded for riding a horse in the street."

"What!" The man who was originally calm suddenly stood up, and the wound that had just been treated began to ooze red again.

Gu Yanzhou glanced at her and frowned at her: "Do you want to die of festering all over your body?"

As if he had just realized what was happening, Song Siyun hurriedly covered his wound, moving lightly and speaking in a low voice: "You dare to disobey my order? You are courting death!"

He gave her a cold glance, then figured something out, then nodded in understanding, "That's right, with the credit for cracking down on the smuggling of tribute tea, it will definitely be fine."

"Are you here because you don't believe I can take the account book back?"

Song Siyun turned to look at him, and after a while, he twitched his lips in self-mockery, "Don't worry, although I am a bit domineering sometimes, I still keep my word. I will not turn against you since I promised to help you."

"What's more, the country is now peaceful and the people are safe. If Prince An ascends to the throne, how can they, as the father of the Grand Tutor and the sister of His Majesty's favorite concubine, survive?"

"Gu Yanzhou," she turned her head again and looked up at the moon, "Please believe that I hope Your Majesty will be free from worries more than anyone else."

So, don't doubt me.

After she finished speaking, she propped herself up and limped back, holding her waist, without listening to any explanation.

Gu Yanzhou raised his hand to keep him, but didn't know how to start.

What should he say? What could he say?

Say you like it? Say it's not like that?

Will she believe it?

Won't.

Gu Yanzhou knew she wouldn't. He opened and closed his lips, but he couldn't purse them tightly.

This night was exceptionally quiet.

During this journey, the two of them no longer spoke sharply to each other and got along quite harmoniously, but Gu Yanzhou always felt that they were still not as bickering as they used to be.

Even though, she is right in front of me.

Time flies, and I have been back in Beijing for several days.

As soon as he entered the room, Cuiyu Quemei hugged him and cried for a long time. Later, when he saw that she was injured, he hurried to call a doctor, but was stopped by Gu Yanzhou.

Just when he was puzzled, he said, "My sister-in-law has a special female doctor at home. I'll go find her."

His eyes scanned the wound obscurely, and his mind couldn't help but recall the scenes of changing the dressings on the road every day...

After a moment of silence, Song Siyun did not refute, but only reminded: "Remember to go to the palace to apologize quickly."

The man nodded and walked away quickly.

In the next few days, he was rarely seen returning home. Song Siyun was also happy and at ease. His scrapes had healed a lot now, so he could just put a few more cushions on the recliner in the yard.

When Yun Wanqiao arrived, she saw her lying in a rocking chair, with someone helping her apply a facial mask and washing fruits by her lips. She looked very comfortable.

The hanging heart fell quietly, and the brows that had been tense for several days finally relaxed. He smiled and joked: "I am so worried about you, but you are living a more comfortable life than me."

As he spoke, he snatched the fruit from her mouth and stuffed it into his own mouth, propping up his face and raising his eyebrows: "Tell me, what have you been doing?"

I hadn't intended to hide it from her, but I didn't expect her to come after so many days. After telling her everything about Yunqu's experience, she patted her chest in fear and said, "You don't know, I was so tired of going to hell those days."

At the end, she pursed her lips and complained, "You don't care about me at all, why do you only come to see me after so many days?"

"Don't mention it."

She got annoyed when she heard about this. "You know about the prince's selection of concubines? I went to make up the numbers. It's only finished today."

Seeing her so listless, Song Siyun became interested and quickly stopped rocking and sat up, "Didn't you get selected?"

"It's fine if I didn't get selected, but I'd be worried if I did."

Yun Wanqiao drooped her eyebrows and complained with a gloomy face, "The palace is full of rules and regulations. I don't want to enter the palace. How can I eat all kinds of delicious food in the palace and be a chef with freedom?"

She held her face in her hands and imagined, "What I want most is a kitchen knife and a big pot. I can live wherever I go, and when I get tired of living there, I can just put away the pot and leave. But now... it's no longer possible."

"In this square palace, with its high walls and tiled eaves, who could possibly escape?"

"Yes, the palace gate is like the sea, who can escape?" Her appearance made Song Siyun think of his elder sister.

Obviously, my sister didn't have to enter the palace, it was just one step away!

The two of them didn't know that the prince and Gu Yanzhou, who were outside the courtyard separated by a wall, heard everything.

As if blinded by something, the man in black robes retracted his foot and turned away, "Let's go to Tingfeng Tower."