无翼乌工口里番无色无摭挡

Chapter 407: 407: A Simple-minded Person

A sharp, short knife was pressed against his neck.

Li Hongyuan: “…”

“Who are you? Name, and family name!”

The voice was very serious but slow, speaking one word at a time.

With such a distinctive voice, Li Hongyuan immediately recognized who he was.

“Gucheng?”

“You, are, who?”

“Li Hongyuan.”

“Why, are, you, here?”

“…This prince came to see Jiang Ning.”

“Why, are, you, here?”

Li Hongyuan was speechless.

This Gucheng must be a fool, speaking so strangely and even asking him why. “Why are you asking? This prince is here to see his princess consort, what do you mean ‘why’?”

“Night, time.”

“I know it’s nighttime; I can’t come out freely during the day either. I just want to see her and have a chat.” Li Hongyuan rarely showed patience.

After all, this person was protecting Jiang Ning.

Gucheng said, “She’s, asleep.”

“Who? Oh, you mean Jiang Ning is asleep?”

“Resting.”

“I know she needs to rest. But…” Li Hongyuan stretched out his hand to flick the knife away from his neck, “Can you please speak normally? It’s hard for others to understand, alright?”

Gucheng remained silent.

As soon as the conversation shifted to him, his only response was silence.

In his eyes, that was irrelevant and not worth answering.

If it didn’t need to be answered, then there was no need to speak.

Not needing to speak was a truly excellent thing.

Li Hongyuan said, “If I just take a peek at her without waking her up, that should be fine, right?”

“No.”

“…You heartless fool!” Li Hongyuan really wanted to beat him up, but after considering it, he might not be Gucheng’s match-making a scene might lead to more trouble—so he let it go.

However, he wasn’t willing to leave just like that, after his rare outing.

As the two were at a standoff, the curtain at the entrance of the front yard trembled, and a figure wrapped in a coat stepped out, asking, “Who’s there?” Gucheng’s shadow flickered as he returned to Jiang Ning’s side.

Li Hongyuan was astonished.

Gucheng truly lived up to his reputation—at least in terms of lightness and agility, he was far superior to Li Hongyuan himself.

No wonder Jiang Ning insisted on having him by her side, and no wonder General Jiang had been heartbroken for days.

Li Hongyuan walked over and heard Jiang Ning talking to Gucheng.

“Gucheng, why aren’t you asleep? The nights are still quite cold, and you’re not wearing much. Take this coat.”

These concerned and caring words.

Li Hongyuan said, “Is it appropriate for him to wear your woman’s clothes?”

Jiang Ning looked up at him.

Although the moonlight was dim, there was a lantern hanging under the eaves by the door, making it possible to clearly see each other’s faces.

“I knew it was you.” Jiang Ning didn’t show the slightest hint of surprise.

Ever since Li Hongyuan had slipped out of confinement last time, she had lost all trust in the so-called prison cells and such in the Imperial Palace.

They were virtually useless, a complete joke.

So, seeing him, Jiang Ning wasn’t surprised at all.

On the other hand, she was more surprised by Gucheng’s unhesitant and resolute interception—she had thought Gucheng wouldn’t stop Li Hongyuan.

Thinking about this, she liked Gucheng even more and wanted to praise him on the spot.

But seeing Li Hongyuan’s expression, Jiang Ning wisely suppressed this urge for now.

“Gucheng, you can go back to rest first.”

“Here.”

“It’s fine, I’ll just talk to him for a bit, and he’ll leave.”

“Fine.”

Gucheng was a person who spoke extremely concisely and refused to say an extra word. After uttering the word “fine,” he turned around, jumped onto the roof beam, and disappeared.