My Love Comes to See the Grass on my Grave - Chapter 3

As soon as Gu Lang looked up, he saw a black shadow passing over the roof.

He looked stern, and chased after him.

The black shadow also found him, and seemed a little surprised, so much so that he was almost cut by Gu Lang with a knife.

The man was dressed in night clothes and covered his face, but Gu Lang somehow felt a little familiar. He suddenly remembered the river lantern given to Sun Fang. Sun Fang said that He Deng had to write, so he just stuck the pen to him.

He hesitated for a long time, not knowing what to write, and finally only left the word “Murong”.

The man in black turned and was about to run again, but Gu Lang jumped to block and fought with him. But the man didn’t seem to want to fight, he was hiding, he just wanted to run.

Gu Lang pressed hard step by step, and when the knife fell, he did not forget to pull the black cloth on his face. The man retreated and retreated, narrowly dodging Gu Lang’s hand that reached out and grabbed again and again.

But backing away, he retreated to the roof, and the man in black slipped and almost fell. He hurriedly stabilized his body, but when he raised his head again, Gu Lang was already approaching, and in the blink of an eye, he tore off the black cloth on his face.

Gu Lang just pulled off the black cloth, but before he could see his face, the man grabbed his hands suddenly, pressed him to the roof, and buried his face between his neck.

Gu Lang: “…” What kind of move is this?

Gu Lang’s hands and feet were suppressed, and he wanted to raise his head to hit someone, but was bitten by that person’s neck.

“Hmm… let it go!” Gu Lang was so angry, he struggled violently with his hands and feet, and he was about to break free, but suddenly he was hit by something like a small stone and instantly fainted.

Seeing that he didn’t move, the person who was pressing on him slowly raised his face, and it was Murong Yan who had been pulled from the grave by Gu Lang.

A man who looked like a father-in-law gently landed on the roof, smiled kindly at Murong Yan and said, “Go on, Your Highness, the old slave didn’t see anything.”

Murong Yan said helplessly: “Eunuch Chen, you have been watching the fun for too long.” He was afraid of being caught by Gu Lang, so he didn’t dare to fight, but the old man didn’t think it was a big deal, so he stayed aside and watched the fun for a long time. Refused to take action.

Eunuch Chen said with a smile: “His Royal Highness forgive me, the old slave is older and his legs are slower.”

Murong Yan was too lazy to talk to him, turned his head and hugged the unconscious Gu Lang into his arms, and asked, “Why is he on duty tonight?”

“It was Wu Liu who was in the same room as him at night,” Eunuch Chen said, “but when Wu Liu was drunk during the day, they changed…”

Before he could finish speaking, Murong Yan frowned, “Same room? He lives with others?”

Eunuch Chen: “…the guards of the East Palace are two people in one room.”

Murong Yan’s brow wrinkled deeper and deeper, Eunuch Chen hurriedly said, “The old slave will instruct tomorrow to transfer that Wu Liu away.”

Murong Yan stood up holding Gu Lang, “Where does he live?”

The next morning, Gu Lang woke up suddenly, only to find himself lying on the bed, as usual.

Wu Liu, who was in the same room, was packing his things, and when he saw that he was awake, he excitedly told him that he had been transferred to the guarding study room.

Gu Lang nodded, and asked again puzzled: “How did I… come back?”

“Ah? What?” Wu Liu was in a fog, “Didn’t you come back by yourself? You’ll be here as soon as I wake up.”

Gu Lang: “Is there anything wrong in the palace?”

Wu Liu: “No, what could happen?”

Gu Lang pondered: “But I saw a man in black last night near the prince’s bedroom…”

Wu Liu was shocked: “The man in black? Then what?”

Gu Lang shook his head slightly, “Someone attacked, and I didn’t know it after that.”

“But you’re all right now, you’re still lying here, and the palace hasn’t heard of anything.” Wu Liu thought about it and said, “You’re not dreaming, are you? I dreamed last night, too. A nine-headed ghost was strangling my neck, scaring me to death, only to wake up and realize that it was me strangling…”

neck? Gu Lang raised his hand to touch the neck, and sure enough he felt a tooth mark.

Then, Wu Liu saw that Gu Lang went to wash his neck with a sullen face.

After Wu Liu left, another guard moved into Gu Lang’s room.

The man’s appearance was plain, but his eyes were bright, and he was very good-looking.

“I’m Wu Liu’s brother,” he said to Gu Lang, his voice hoarse, “My name is Wu Qi.”

Gu Lang: “…” Shouldn’t Wu Liu’s brother be called Wu Wu, or Wu Si?