Chapter 7 Misunderstanding

The sudden accident made Gu Jue a little flustered, and he didn't dare to tell Yu Chi why he had a nosebleed.

After finally dealing with it, the bleeding stopped, but there was still a pool of blood on the bed, which was still wet.

There was only that one piece, but it should be unusable. In the end, Gu Jue still lay down with Yu Chi.

Yu Chi lay inside, and he lay outside, his body tense, not daring to move. As long as he moved an inch outside, he could get under the bed.

The candles had gone out, and the room was dark. Only a few rays of moonlight pouring in from the window provided them with some visibility.

Yu Chi seemed to have remembered something, and turned over to face Gu Jue. Gu Jue shrank to the side and fell off the bed with a "bang".

The person on the bed sat up with his hands, looking at the distance between the two of them that was as wide as the width of a forearm, and fell into deep thought, wondering how this person fell.

Although he didn't understand, he still stretched out his hand and pulled Gu Jue up, always feeling that the other party was not very smart.

Gu Jue held Yu Chi's hand and climbed onto the bed again. This time he was obedient. He rubbed his buttocks. It really hurt, to be honest.

This time he fell hard, and Gu Jue didn't dare to shrink to the side anymore. The pain in his buttocks told him that face was not that important. After getting on the bed, he arched towards Yu Chi again.

Then he felt a pair of hands with slightly cool temperature touching his waist, and the coolness passed through the thin inner clothes to his body.

The hand touched twice, and then touched his hand. A deep voice echoed in his ear, whispering.

"Have you applied the medicine given to you?"

Gu Jue replied that he had.

His wounds healed quickly, and with the ointment given by Yu Chi, they have now scabbed.

But the ointment is really good stuff.

"That ointment?"

He couldn't see Yu Chi's face clearly, and could only hear the man's voice in the dark.

"I made it myself."

Feeling the hand on his hand withdraw, Yu Chi lay down.

"You came back late today and were injured. What happened?"

That afternoon, when Feng Wuqing arranged accommodation for them, Yu Chi asked Gu Jue how his martial arts was.

Gu Jue said it was OK.

Yu Chi didn't know whether it was OK or not, so he asked him if it was okay to hide without being discovered.

After Gu Jue said it was okay, he gave instructions.

He asked Gu Jue to squat on the roof of Feng Wuyou's house to see if anything would happen.

Then Gu Jue came back late and was injured.

"When I was about to leave, I was discovered by the guy named Jiang Suo."

It wouldn't have happened.

Gu Jue found a more secluded place and hid himself there. He gently lifted a tile on the roof. The rich plum fragrance in the house penetrated into his mind with his breath, making him feel suffocated.

Feng Wuyou sat by the window like a wooden man, watching for a long time without moving.

It was almost an incense stick of time before Jiang Suo came in.

He brought an exquisite mahogany box. When he opened it, it was full of incense.

He walked to the incense burner, opened it, and then replaced the new incense. The rich plum fragrance spread to every corner of the room with the flow of air.

The smell was stronger.

Feng Wuyou moved at this time, and his empty eyes looked at Jiang Suo.

Jiang Suo closed the box, glanced at the incense burner, then walked to Feng Wuyou and sat down next to him.

"How do you feel today, Wuyou?"

Feng Wuyou stretched out his hand, and Jiang Suo held it. His hand was very thin, with clear wrist bones and distinct joints. With a cool feeling, Jiang Suo's eyes flashed with heartache but also with a complex determination and cruelty.

"Did you find him?"

Jiang Suo shook his head with a little regret.

"I'm sorry, Wuyou. Lonely Moon Cliff is not big, but it's not small either. You only know where he is but not the exact location. I didn't find him."

As Jiang Suo finished speaking, Feng Wuyou's tears fell again.

Jiang Suo hugged Feng Wuyou from behind, pursed his lips and covered Feng Wuyou's eyes. He gently leaned his head on Feng Wuyou's shoulder.

"Forget him, Wuyou."

Feng Wuyou's tears wet Jiang Suo's palms, and his eyelashes trembled slightly, gently brushing his palms.

"I can't forget, Jiang Suo, I can't forget."

Jiang Suo glanced at the mahogany box, and his voice was sad.

"You will forget, Wuyou. You are gradually forgetting him, aren't you? Maybe he is not that important to you, right?"

"Forget it, Wuyou, forget it."

"I will accompany you, Wuyou. I will always be with you and will never leave."

...

Gu Jue was a little dumb when he saw all this.

Feng Wuqing said that Jiang Suo was the guard left by Feng Wuyou, but looking at the appearance of Jiang Suo and Feng Wuyou, they obviously don't look like master and servant.

Then he thought of himself and Yu Chi. They are also master and servant now. Hiss, should he call Yu Chi master?

Well, forget it.

Then again, compared to the master and servant, the two below are obviously more like close friends...

Just when he thought of this, Gu Jue saw Feng Wuyou's tears flowing down Jiang Suo's hands, and Jiang Suo tilted his head to kiss Feng Wuyou's tears, his movements were pious, as if he was treating a treasure. Gu

Jue's pupils shrank slightly, and he opened his mouth. The fragrance of plum blossoms was so strong that he even thought that his brain was fuzzy and he saw it wrong.

Feng Wuyou froze all over, and called out "Mingze..." with a trembling voice. As

Mingze's name came out, Jiang Suo paused, and the hand holding Feng Wuyou's wrist increased its strength, and his fingertips turned white.

The resentment and cruelty were staring straight at Feng Wuyou's face, like a wolf in sheep's clothing showing its true ferocious face, ready to bite off the throat of the innocent sheep in front of it and eat it all up.

Feng Wuyou's skin was sickly pale, and his lips were a little chapped.

Gu Jue, who was hiding on the roof, saw Jiang Suo holding Feng Wuyou's hand and bringing it to his lips, kissing every inch of Feng Wuyou's joints. When he finally let go, Feng Wuyou's wrist was already red from being pinched.

Jiang Suo tilted his head to kiss Feng Wuyou's cracked lips, but his hand reached for Feng Wuyou's collar, and his eyes were filled with crazy possessiveness.

Gu Jue didn't expect things to develop like this, and his breathing became disordered, which was noticed by Jiang Suo.

It was already late at night, and he was wearing black clothes, hiding in the darkness. Jiang Suo couldn't see his appearance clearly, so he let go of Feng Wuyou, took the sword from the sword rack, and chased after Gu Jue.

Gu Jue and Jiang Suo clashed on the rooftop, with swords flashing and swords shadowing at an extremely fast speed. Every move and every style went straight to the vital points. Jiang Suo obviously wanted to kill Gu Jue. He didn't know how much this man had seen, he just knew that he couldn't let this man leave alive.

Gu Jue just looked a little dazed, with a clear look in his eyes, but his martial arts skills were really not low. After traveling for several years, his martial arts skills were learned from many people. He could only integrate and master them by himself, and figured out a set of his own sword skills.

In the end, he stabbed Jiang Suo's shoulder. Jiang Suo's sword pierced Gu Jue's heart, but Gu Jue dodged it and only barely scratched his arm, allowing Gu Jue to escape.

He remembered the direction Gu Jue fled, which was the front hall.

The two people who came today...

"

Actually, I wasn't going to be stabbed. The fragrance made my head dizzy and I couldn't react."

Gu Jue muttered unwillingly. In the darkness, there were a few suppressed chuckles from people around him.

"Is this why you came back to hug me and suck?"

The voice was teasing with a smile. If the room hadn't been drowned in darkness, Yu Chi could see that Gu Jue's embarrassment had already blushed from his face to his neck.

He gritted his teeth and stiffened his neck, feeling helpless as if he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

"Why, what's wrong, can't I...?"

The voice went from loud to soft, and then took a turn with the final righteous words, looking a little scared.

Yu Chi's hand moved along the pillow to Gu Jue's neck, held the back of his neck, and moved him a little closer to him, resting his chin on the top of Gu Jue's head. A

pleasant cold fragrance suddenly surrounded him, and before Gu Jue could react, he heard someone smiling and saying above his head.

"Okay."

Gu Jue didn't remember how he fell asleep in the end. When he woke up early the next morning, the temperature around him was gone. Yu Chi must have been out for some time.

The clothes that Feng Wuqing sent were neatly placed aside. When Gu Jue got up to change his clothes, he saw that the wound on his arm had healed completely, without any trace.

Then...

He looked at the ointment Yu Chi gave him yesterday. He put it aside after applying it yesterday. Yu Chi did not take it away. After thinking about it, he decided to wait for Yu Chi to come back before giving it to him.

He went to a more empty place outside to practice swordplay, but he did not practice hard. His butt still hurt from the fall last night. He was lame when he came back from practicing swordplay. The room had been tidied up.

The bed and bedding that he had used to sleep on the floor yesterday were also taken away. After a simple wash and tidying up, a maid came to call Gu Jue to the front hall for breakfast.

When he went there, only Feng Wuqing was there. Yu Chi was not there. He asked Feng Wuqing, and Feng Wuqing said that Yu Chi had left the house before dawn.

He saw that Gu Jue's walking posture was not right, and smiled a little teasingly.

"You guys last night..."

He spoke vaguely, and Gu Jue didn't quite understand.

"What's wrong?"