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447 pages, Kindle Edition
First published May 7, 2024

Countless windslashers, now ownerless, were loaded onto parhelion bows. At Prince Yanbei's command, these legendary weapons were launched over the walls like the most disposable of iron arrows. Their blades spun like dandelions blooming in midair, rending the wind itself with their passage, carrying the names of the fallen as they pelted toward the incoming waves of Western hawks.

Gu Yun pulled Chang Geng into the safety of his heavy-armored embrace as a giant chunk of falling stone smashed down behind him. The two were mere centimeters apart, practically breathing the same air. They hadn't been this close since Chang Geng had begun deliberately keeping his distance.

Chang Geng's pupils contracted. He reached into the heavy armor to pull Gu Yun down by the neck and, throwing all caution to the wind, pressed a kiss to those wind-chapped lips.
It was the first time he had tasted Gu Yun while they were both sober. The kiss burned, as if he were about to self-combust, and carried the faint tang of blood.
[...]
The moment felt as long as hundreds of centuries, yet shorter than the blink of an eye.

This time was different from the farewell kiss they shared at the capital ramparts; it lacked the intensity of desperation. Gu Yun felt as though a corner of his heart had collapsed, offering up the softest spot in his chest. From now on, this person is mine.

He'd always imagined that he was destined to be buried in the borderlands, that he would become a sacrifice of the nation. He regarded himslef as a bundle of fireworks - by the time he fizzled out, he would have successfully upheald the Gu family's reputation for devotion and sacrifice. But when it had truly come down to it, Chang Geng had appeared out of thin air, and with a slap of his hand, sent Gu Yun's plans spiraling away form their original trajectory. Gu Yun couldn't help but indulge in wild fantasies and yearn for more - after wearing himself down for the sake of the nation, he wanted to give what remained of his hale and hearty years to Chang Geng.

Before the breath could fully escape him, Chang Geng made a grab for his throat. "I won't let you leave!"
[...]
By contrast, Gu Yun was afraid of accidentally hurting him. On the verge of breaking a sweat, he cursed furiously, "I just fucking got back - where the hell would I go?"
Suddenly, Chang Geng stilled. Gu Yun withdrew the hand he had pressed against Chang Geng's neck and rapped him lightly on the chin with his knuckles. "Wake up!"
Perhaps this strike was too weak - not only did it fail to rouse Chang Geng, it made him narrow his bloddy eyes. Like an enraged leopard, he turned his head and bit down on Gu Yun's arm.

Gu Yun's expression was grim as an overcast sky as he sat by the bed. "Get the hell over here."
Chang Geng was lost. "I..."
"Walk through that door today and I'll break your legs," Gu Yun said, an audible chill in his voice. "Even His Majesty won't be able to save you. Get back here - don't make me say it a third time."

Gu Yun snatched his reaching wrist and forced him to open his hand, then pulled out an object and smacked it hard across Chang Geng's palm. Chang Geng shuddered - His Highness Prince Yan, whose palm had never been slapped by a teacher in his life, was so shocked he forget to struggle.

"Also..." Gu Yun paused. "Put some medicine on your hand when you get a chance."
Chang Geng turned away with dificulty. He seemed to struggle with himself for a time. He quietly said. "Yifu, I want you."
For a moment Gu Yun thought his ears had aquiried some new affliction. "What did you say?"

"Don't be scared," Gu Yun coaxed him. "I'll take good care of you."
If the half-blind man could've seen Chang Geng's face just then, he probably wouldn't have said that.
Chang Geng leaned down and kissed him, and Gu Yun grew impatient once more. Yet just as he was about to press Chang Geng onto his back and get down to business, for some unfathomable reason, Chang Geng suddenly blurted out, "Yifu..."
Gu Yun froze.
[...]
"Stop calling me that."
Chang Geng paused and gazed at him for a few beats in silence. Then he leaned in and murmured into Gu Yun's ear, "Yifu, if you can't see clearly, then close your eyes, okay?"
No matter how hard of hearing Gu Yun might be - and he wasn't even all that deaf yet - he could tell Chang Geng was doing this on purpose. "... You're into this, aren't you?"

Gu Yun pushed at Chang Geng's shoulder, caught that disrespectful hand, and twisted it behind Chang Geng's back. Chang Geng didn't resist, his body yielding as he allowed Gu Yun to manhandle him as he pleased. Tilting his head back to reveal the vulnerable line of his neck, he murmured coyly, "Do you want me, Yifu?"
Gu Yun hesitated; the instant his grip loosened, Chang Geng slipped free like a loach and once again pressed in. He embraced him, running his hands along Gu Yun's spine as he breathed into his ear, "In that case, why not allow this dutiful son to attend to Yifu's needs?"
Gu Yun didn't know what to say.

Chang Geng looked at Gu Yun and spoke not a word as he pressed a trail of kisses over his cheek.
"You look really good in court attire."
Gu Yun lazily wrapped his arms around Chang Geng. "What don't I look good in?"
[...]
Chang Geng loved Gu Yun's self-righteous shamelessness. He quietly laughed at his response. "If only you wore it for my eyes alone. Court attire for my eyes alone, armor for my eyes alone, casual clothing for my eyes alone as well. No one else would be allowed to cast their greedy eyes on you..."
There was a core of truth to his words, but Gu Yun, with his eyes closed, thought he was merely joking and making pillow talk. He chuckled mischievously and replied, "The rest may not be possible, but wearing nothing at all can be for your eyes alone."

"Chang Geng, come here I'll play a little something for you."
An earnest attempt to play was exactly what Chang Geng most feared. He strode over and wrapped his arms around Gu Yun, pulling him off his pearch atop the railing. He leaned close to his ear and murmured, "Save your mouth for other things."

"I came all this way because I was worried for you, and here you are acting like a man who's lost his head to lust. Gu Zixi, I finally understand what people mean when they say it takes time to get the measure of a man."
"What part of a man are you trying to measure? Why are you so indecent?"
[...]
Shen Yi started and thought back over the last few words he had carelessly said. By the time he figured it out, he was certain Gu Yun was a lost cause. "You're the indecent one!" he roared.

5 'His little yifu' stars ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
5 'Gu Yun needs all the hugs' stars ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
5 'All is fair in love and war' stars ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
4 'War and love' stars ⭐⭐⭐⭐
5 'changgu in love' stars ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐Some reunions feel instantaneous, while others seem to have taken a lifetime. Two people who had parted in anger or who had a strained relationship would feel that they had been separated for a mere blink of an eye. But for two who had parted with so many uncertain truths yet unraveled and lingering, with ambiguous feelings between them—those separations felt like they had lasted an entire lifetime.
This time was different from the farewell kiss they shared at the capital ramparts; it lacked the intensity of desperation. Gu Yun felt as though a corner of his heart had collapsed, offering up the softest spot in his chest. From now on, this person is mine.
But when it had truly come down to it, Chang Geng had appeared out of thin air and, with a slap of his hand, sent Gu Yun's plans spinning away from their original trajectory. Gu Yun couldn't help but indulge in wild fantasies and yearn for more—after wearing himself down for the sake of the nation, he wanted to give what remained of his hale and hearty years to Chang Geng.
"My esteemed doctor, don't tell me you faint at the sight of blood."
Chang Geng was as stiff as an iron rod. "I faint at the sight of your blood."
”Do you trust me? Zixi, as long as you say the word, I will climb any mountain of swords and wade through any sea of flames."