My Love Comes to See the Grass on my Grave - Chapter 34

Inunsi got up from the ground and said in amazement, “Ah? Why do you want to be a princess? I’m tired of being a dark guard!”

The prince was murderous and swept over with a knife, “It’s nothing to do with you, go to sleep!”

“Oh…” Inumi hurriedly climbed back up the tree.

Gu Lang suddenly raised his other hand again, and without saying a word, he was about to grab the prince’s face. The prince hurriedly leaned back and held his other hand in his arms.

“What are you doing in such a hurry?” the prince said, “I can watch it only after I answer it.”

Gu Lang said nothing and looked at him coldly.

“Why are you so curious about my real appearance?” The prince met his gaze and approached, “Gu Lang, what are you expecting?”

Gu Lang did not evade or retreat, and also said: “Then what are you afraid of when you cover up like this?”

The prince smiled and said, “I’m afraid that you will see me as ugly and despise me.”

Gu Lang gritted his teeth and said, “I don’t dislike it.”

Prince: “Then you promise to be my crown princess.”

Gu Lang: “…” Why did you bring it back again?

In the end, the two of them chatted and tried to get no results, but the dog was so noisy that he couldn’t sleep.

After the prince left, Gu Lang went to the city to get medicine for Zhao Zhuo, and saw that the street was full of lanterns, people came and went, and it was very lively. He just remembered that it would be Mid-Autumn Festival in a few days.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, someone told him that he would accompany him to appreciate the moon every August 15th.

Gu Lang raised his eyes to look at Miyagi, and saw the red walls and yellow tiles, which made his eyes hurt.

On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the prince came to the bamboo forest outside the city under the moonlight with two jars of wine.

Gu Lang glanced at him and said, “Your Highness doesn’t need to accompany the emperor?”

“Royal father is not in good health, so let’s go to bed first.” The prince pulled a bamboo chair and sat beside him, handing him a jar of wine, “Drink?”

Gu Lang tugged at the cloth and took two mouthfuls. The prince watched as the wine on his lips dripped down his neck, and a strong aroma of wine penetrated into his nose.

“Liu Dameng ran out of the Negative Lanshan Mountain and was picked up by Qu Fengyun.” The prince also took a sip of wine and said, “According to Liu Dameng’s words, the current Negative Lanshan people have different hearts, and they are all controlled by poison.”

Gu Lang frowned and said, “Poison? Are they poisoned?”

“Yeah,” the prince nodded, “Qu Fengyun knew an imperial doctor and was already trying to prepare an antidote. In the current situation like Lanshan, maybe you don’t have to bother to find the ledger.”

Gu Lang: “Why?”

Prince: “Isn’t it more ironclad to let Zheng Yufei rebel?”

“Rebel?” Gu Lang said, “Since the soldiers are not yet mature, how could Zheng Yufei rebel?”

“Then I’ll force him to rebel.” The prince leaned back in his chair and said, “I’ll invite you to the play in a few days.”

Gu Lang looked at the half jar of wine in his hand and said nothing.

“Why, aren’t you happy?” The prince said while holding the wine jar, “Isn’t your cooperation with Qu Fengyun just to deal with Zheng Yufei?”

The smell of alcohol was lingering, and Gu Lang’s neck was gradually dyed red. He said, “Yes, but this… is not the result I want.”

“Then what do you want?” The prince looked at him, his breath full of the aroma of wine, “What do you want from him?”

Gu Lang’s throat was dry, and the wine in his mouth seemed to be on fire. His lips trembled slightly, he was about to speak, but he finally closed his eyes and remained silent.

The prince laughed softly, looked at the big and round moon in the sky and said, “You are always like this, and you won’t tell me anything.”

Gu Lang moved his fingertips and curled up again, he said, “No, I didn’t…”

“No?” The prince turned his head and stared at him closely, “I don’t have anything to tell me? What about the grievances of the Gu family? The truth about eleven years ago? You can’t see blood at night… can’t you?”

Gu Lang’s breathing suddenly became rapid, and his chest rose and fell violently, as if he couldn’t even hold the wine jar. He raised his eyes to look at the prince, and his eyes seemed to smell of alcohol, “I…”

“I know that in the past eleven years, you have been tired and bitter, and you have to rely on one breath. You are used to it, and no one is willing to believe it. You are always suspicious… What about me?! The prince suddenly grabbed his hand and pressed it on the back of the chair, and two jars of wine fell to the ground with a bang, dripping down the ground, “What am I?! Am I also an irrelevant passerby? Can you? Have you ever believed in Murong Yan? Have you ever believed in Prince Dayan?”

“Gu Lang, do you dare to believe me?!”