Quickly travel: The paranoid boss behind the Shura field has become sickly

Chapter 210 Before leaving, I want to watch an opera with you [1]

Although Gu Huai had a grudge against An Ting in his heart for not letting his mother be buried in the Gu family's ancestral grave, Gu Huai rushed to the Prince's Mansion as soon as he heard what happened to An Ting.

When he saw An Ting's pale face, his heart suddenly ached.

An Ting was originally handsome with cold white skin, but now his face was pale and bloodless due to the aggravation of his illness, just like a delicate vase with cracks. Gu Huai wanted to get closer but was afraid to get closer.

"An Ting..."

An Ting was half-leaning on the bed. When he saw Gu Huai, he immediately smiled and said, "Why are you here? Come here and let me take a look."

Gu Huai strode up to An Ting and half-knelt down. He held An Ting's palm and asked distressedly: "Why are your hands so cold? Where is your heater?"

An Ting shook his head, "The oil has been exhausted, and I can no longer feel the cold."

"But didn't Doctor Bu say that with those herbs, you would be cured of your illness? Why is it still like this?"

"Why are you crying? Don't you always hate me?"

Gu Huai touched his cheek. He didn't expect that he would shed tears for An Ting.

"I...I was ignorant before, and I didn't hate you that much..."

"Gu Huai."

"You say, I listen."

"The Gu family will depend on you from now on. You must keep the Gu family prosperous for a hundred years, you know? I believe you have this ability."

Gu Huai carefully warmed An Ting's hands and asked with tears, "Is there no way? Is there no way for His Royal Highness to cure you? You are still so young..."

"There is no way I can save myself. I am not afraid of death. Don't worry about me either. I will live a good life in another world."

"Are you talking about the Paradise?"

An Ting nodded, "That's right, remember, even if I leave, you can't slack off, you know?"

"I know, I don't want you to leave."

"There will always be a day when people part ways. It doesn't matter. You are still young. You will meet your close friends and companions in the future. I am just a passerby in your life."

"elder brother……"

An Ting gently touched Gu Huai's cheek and wiped away the tears on his face.

"Actually, I'm very happy to have a brother like you. When we were in Bieyuan, you really didn't obey me at all. At that time, I was thinking about beating you to death because you didn't obey me at all. But sometimes I think, it’s so cute when you are so angry and can’t do anything to me.”

"I listen to you now, can you not die? I have lost my mother, and my father has also..."

"Ahem, cough, cough." An Ting was stunned for a moment, frowned and asked softly: "What's wrong? What's wrong with father?"

"When I came to the Prince's Mansion just now, I saw a soldier wearing a white cloth entering the city, and his father's battle uniform was on his horse. I guess that my father is also in danger."

"how come……"

However, An Ting thought about it and realized that General Gu's fate was indeed to die in battle, and now the time was right.

"Ahem, cough, cough." An Ting put his hand on Gu Huai's shoulder and comforted him softly: "Gu Huai, if there is something wrong with my father, you..."

"But you are the eldest son, you..."

"Look at me like this, what can I do? Okay, I've seen it, let's look back at the house, and don't come here again."

Gu Huai didn't understand why An Ting wanted to drive him away. He stood up and hesitated for a moment before asking the questions in his heart.

"Why? Don't you want to see me?"

"I don't want you to see my terminally ill appearance, and I don't want you to remember my dying appearance. Gu Huai, you must always remember your brother's high-spirited appearance."

"it is good."

An Ting looked at Gu Huai's back, and the voice of System 198 suddenly appeared in his mind.

System 198: Host, long time no see.

An Ting: I thought you didn’t want me as your host anymore.

System 198: How is that possible, host, you did a good job just now, and you finally fulfilled one of Gu Anting's wishes.

An Ting: I guess Gu Anting must be the kind of person who cares about face. His death was so ugly, and he definitely didn’t want to make a fool of himself in front of Gu Huai.

System 198: Let your brother always remember your high-spirited look. Wait a minute, why do I feel that this Gu Anting likes Gu Huai?

An Ting: Huh?

System 198: It’s nothing, it’s just a guess. I’m not sure. I may have read too many orthopedic novels recently, and my brain is overloaded.

……

An Ting was bored in the Prince's Mansion for several days. Because he was too weak, Situ Yue refused to let him walk around, so he could only stay on the bed in the room.

"Yue, I want to go to Chilan Pavilion to watch a show."

Situ Yue blew the Chinese medicine to cool down, and then fed An Ting to drink it one mouthful at a time.

"Do I still need to take medicine now?"

"Drink some. After you drink the medicine, I will take you to Chilan Pavilion."

"Coaxing me like this again."

"Then are you going?"

"Hmph, of course."

After An Ting drank the medicine, Situ Yue immediately picked him up and put a mink velvet cloak over him.

Worried that the carriage would bump if it went too fast, Situ Yue ordered the driver to slow down.

Situ Yue sat in the carriage and hugged An Ting tightly. He felt An Ting getting colder and colder in his arms. His eyes turned red and he resisted the tears from falling.

"I hope you will be healthy in the next life."

An Ting leaned into Situ Yue's arms and chuckled: "I can't decide my identity. You think I am you. I am not the male protagonist."

"I don't like the male protagonist."

An Ting remained silent because he knew why Situ Yue didn't like the task of male protagonist.

An Ting raised his head and glanced at Situ Yue. His mandible was clearly defined and he was very handsome.

He naturally reached out and touched Situ Yue's chin. His fingertips were slightly cold, but Situ Yue was very warm.

"Yue, this time, I will wait for you."

"it is good."

"But it's strange. Yue, that person seems to have never appeared. Is he trapped in the previous world? That's fine. I hope he will never find us."

"It's best not to appear, otherwise he will be destroyed directly by the main system."

"Has the main system found a way?"

"Ah."

Situ Yue lowered his head and kissed An Ting's forehead.

"We're here, let's carry you down."

Situ Yue had people book the entire Chilan Pavilion before he came, so after they entered the Chilan Pavilion, An Ting didn't see any people waiting and making noise.

Situ Yue carried An Ting to the private seats on the second floor. The owner of Chilan Pavilion, Kan Wenyi, saw An Ting's pale face. He was stunned on the spot, but soon returned to his usual stern look.

Kan Wenyi ordered the theater troupe to sing a play for An Ting. When the opera started, Kan Wenyi immediately walked to the elegant seat opposite An Ting and sat down.

His seat was separated from An Ting's seat by a long distance. The space between their seats was hollow, and the opera performance on the first floor could be seen from the second floor.