My Love Comes to See the Grass on my Grave - Chapter 17

Behind the door is a secret passage, and oil lamps are burning on the stone walls on both sides, illuminating it brightly.

Gu Lang put light footsteps inside. Wu Qi followed behind him honestly, not daring to stab or move any more, as soon as he moved, Gu Lang’s knife slammed into his neck.

The more you go inside, the more open it becomes, and there are many forks that criss-cross.

They don’t know where these forks lead to, so they can only choose one of them. As I was walking, I suddenly heard voices in front of me.

They approached slowly and found a cell behind the corner. A unkempt middle-aged man was sleeping in the cell.

The man seemed to be dreaming, his hands and feet were trembling, and he shouted intermittently: “Don’t kill me…don’t kill me…”

A man was guarding outside the cell, as if disturbed by his sleep talk, and scolded, “Hey, wake up! Stop shouting!”

The man shivered, opened his eyes slowly, and finally became quiet.

The people outside the cell sneered: “Why do you have this dream every day? You have been locked here for so many years, who else will come to kill you? Are you in a hurry?”

The man didn’t speak, just gasped for breath.

Gu Lang looked at Wu Qi, lowered his voice and asked, “Who?”

Wu Qi shook his head.

They didn’t want to scare the snakes, so they backed out and walked to another fork in the road.

This fork is a bit long, but at the end, there is a thunderous snoring. Gu Lang and Wu Qi hid at the exit and looked forward. I saw that the front was very empty, the floor was covered with mats, and a large group of people slept. Many were bare-chested and purring louder than ever.

Wu Qi suddenly raised his hand to cover Gu Lang’s eyes, and wrote in his palm, “I can’t see! I’m going to be blind!”

Gu Lang tore off his hand, pointed to a burly man with a naked upper body not far away, and said, “It’s like that when you sleepwalk.”

I saw that burly man turned over and hugged a thin man next to him, and said with a smile: “Little beauty, come, give Ye Xiang a…”

Wu Qi: “…”

Gu Lang looked around and pondered: “They should be the soldiers raised by Zheng Yufei, I don’t know where they came from…”

Wu Qi did not move.

Gu Lang was a little strange and turned to look at him.

Wu Qi pressed his forehead against the wall, looking listless.

Gu Lang tugged at his sleeve.

Wu Qi turned back and glanced at him resentfully.

Gu Lang: “…What’s wrong?”

Wu Qi looked at the burly man, raised his hand and wrote on the wall, “I’m fat, I’m lustful, I’m shameless.”

Gu Lang: “You’re not fat.”

Wu Qi: “…” Then I’m lustful and shameless?

On the way back, Qu Fengyun saw the little imperial doctor who was covered in limp.

The little imperial doctor eats dumplings in front of a stall. The dumpling was white and fat, and it seemed that the soup was overflowing with one bite.

Qu Fengyun watched and suddenly felt a little hungry.

The little imperial doctor was eating and eating, and sat down on the opposite side.

He looked up and saw that it was that tough commander.

Qu Fengyun shouted to the stall owner, “Two bowls of dumplings.”

The little imperial doctor thought silently, eating so much, no wonder it was so hard.

“How is your foot?” Qu Fengyun asked.

“It’s alright.” The little imperial doctor said, “My master is very good, just rub it for me a few times.”

Qu Fengyun gave a “um”, took the dumplings from the stall owner and ate them.

He not only ate a lot, but also ate fast. When the little doctor finished the last dumpling, he had already drank all the soup.

Qu Fengyun put down the bowl arrogantly, and the little imperial doctor across from him didn’t know what to think, so he drank the soup too, imitating his example, and put down the bowl with a bang.

The two looked at each other.

The little imperial doctor hiccupped and said, “If you eat like this, will it make it harder?”

Qu Fengyun: “…”