A rebellious minister forced me to be a foolish king

Chapter 590 To Take or To Give Up
Gao Changgong's long eyelashes drooped slightly, and his dark eyes could hardly hide his frustration.

"I dare not say it, for fear that my words may come true."

"Silly man... why are you so stupid? Just tell me, I absolutely cannot kill you, and why should I not trust you? Don't I know what kind of person you are? Everyone can see it."

Looking at the pretty and heroic baby face of the girl in front of him, the smile on her delicate face, her curved eyebrows and gentle tone, greatly soothed Gao Changgong's inner anxiety and helplessness.

He slowly exhaled and stared into her eyes.

Her eyes were full of concern and affection, clear and firm. They were not like the heartless goddess in the dream, whose eyes were so cold and cruel.

Gao Changgong's voice was clear and steady, and he deliberately lowered it:

"I dreamed that both the Great Qi and Zhou were annexed by you. At that time, the Gao family surrendered to you with the imperial seal. I had 400,000 elite soldiers from the three armies of the Great Qi, and I just wanted to protect myself..."

"How much? You mean Duo Shao?!"

When the words "four hundred thousand elite soldiers" entered his ears, Yuan Wuyou's head almost exploded! He could no longer hear anything else.

Yuan Wuyou thought, Gao Changgong, you really dare to think that 400,000 elite soldiers will enter Chang'an? You know, the Six Garrisons uprising led by her mother only had 200,000 people, and it was able to overthrow the Northern Wei Dynasty. What does Gao Changgong want to do with these 400,000 elite soldiers? Unify the Northern and Southern Dynasties? !

She couldn't help but think about it carefully, Gao Changgong might have leaked the military information. Now there are 400,000 elite soldiers serving in Qi? Not to mention that she would never let the Qi army enter Chang'an in her dreams, even now, she would have nightmares in the middle of the night when she thought of 400,000 elite soldiers hanging over her head.

The little girl stared at the ghost-faced man in front of her with her amber eyes and pursed her lips. However, he did not notice her pain at all, still raised his long eyelashes slightly, stared at her arrogantly with his dark phoenix eyes, and snorted:

"Four hundred thousand, what's wrong with that? That's the Gao family's livelihood. How dare I gamble the Gao family's survival on your favor? And then someone gave me your Scarlet Sky Sword as a gift and said he didn't want to see me..."

Yuan Wuyou suddenly remembered that in his previous dream, Gao Changgong was sentenced to death by Gao Wei's Emperor's Sword. And in his mother's dream just now, his own father was also sentenced to death by Gan Jiang and Moye, the lovers.

She said sternly, "Listen, Gao Changgong! Remember this. If someone uses my sword to kill you in the future, you must first kill the one who is trying to kill someone with a borrowed knife by using chicken feathers as a token of authority, because that person must be a traitor who stole my sword."

"Why? Are you sure you won't use your sword to speak for God?"

"No, my sword will always protect the ones I love, and will never stab the ones I love."

The little girl in front of him had a firm gaze and a serious tone, which moved Gao Changgong so much that his heart was boiling with passion, but his body was numb.

He decisively stretched out his arms and hugged his beloved girl in his arms, but because the dragon scale wristband on his arm was too sharp and hard, it hit the one-armed girl's injured left arm, causing her to hiss in pain.

At the same time, Gao Changgong also found that the wound on his arm was soaked with sweat, and there was a stinging pain. He groaned in pain and let go of the girl in his arms.

"Feel sorry…"

"Don't be sorry, you were hurt because of me."

Yuan Wuyou calmly moved his left arm, which was tangled like a dumpling, away, his brown eyes still staring at the ghost-faced man in front of him without blinking.

"Everyone wants to weaken your physical strength, but I really love my man. Take good care of him. I will come back for you."

The man raised his long, fine eyelashes and blinked his dark phoenix eyes. His gaze was firm, but sadness flowed from his eye sockets. "If one day, the Gao family and I blocked your way, what would you do?"

"I will never hurt you, but you can't ask me to be kind to the rest of the Gao family. They have hurt me more than once or twice."

"If... I were to stop you, would you take me or give me up?"

"I will force you to marry me and make you abandon the Gao family's burdens."

"Heh..." Gao Changgong laughed at himself. His gentle and affectionate eyes suddenly turned sharp. His dark eyes tilted slightly, and his eyes were arrogant. "If I can only rely on you to live, I'm afraid I will die. I don't doubt that you can't protect me, but I don't dare to hand my life over to another person. I'm afraid you will listen to the slander and no longer trust me and protect me."

"…The future is so far away, why do you have to assume the worst? Once suspicion arises, it becomes a conviction. You still don't believe me."

"You don't believe me either."

"Why, you want to call it even?"

Seeing the girl in front of him speaking more and more perfunctorily and her eyes becoming more distant and cold, Gao Changgong suddenly realized that something was wrong and quickly softened his attitude.

The man's voice was hoarse and his tone was aggrieved, "You are so cold."

"Me? Do you?"

Yuan Wuyou hadn't had a good night's sleep in recent days, and at the moment she really had no intention of dealing with Gao Changgong. Since he had given her a way out, she helped him down.

She caught a glimpse of the three-pointed, double-edged spear at his side, and she gathered the strength of her injured left arm to pick it up. When she weighed it, she found that it was indeed several dozen pounds heavy. The wound on her arm burst open, and the pain immediately made her forehead sweat. She had no choice but to put the spear back in embarrassment.

It was hard to imagine that Gao Changgong was seriously injured, but how could he wield the gun so effortlessly? Could it be that he was pretending to be weak in front of her?

Gao Changgong saw sweat on her forehead and nervously held down his spear with his other hand while holding down her left arm.
"You're already injured, and you still want to play with my gun?"

"..." Yuan Wuyou's thoughts were misguided for a moment, but when he saw the sincerity and innocence in his eyes, he felt ashamed, so he stood up awkwardly and stretched out his right hand to him.

"Stand up, the ground is cold."

Looking at the girl's hand stretched out in front of him, Gao Changgong covered it with his big hand without hesitation.

With her ten fingers clasped together, she pulled hard and helped Gao Changgong stand up.

This made Yuan Wuyou doubt herself even more. She couldn't even lift his gun with her left hand, so how could her right hand pull up the owner of the gun? Was it because her right hand was naturally strong, or was Gao Changgong pretending to be weak without any trace?
The ghost-faced man wearing golden armor thrust his stick forward, giving off a strong sense of oppression. His waist was straight and he didn't look fat, which made him look broad-shouldered, narrow-waisted, and long-legged.

Even though they were standing in front of her obediently with their fingers clasped together, this man who was nearly a head taller than her acted condescending and majestic.

Especially since he had a ferocious ghost face, which made his dark phoenix eyes look sparkling and fierce.

She secretly clenched her fingers around his, feeling the warmth of his palms and the rough calluses on his flesh from years of martial arts training.

"When you stay by my side so well, I really want to keep you in my golden house and give you all the good things. But unfortunately... you two brothers are always like this, naughty and hurting me deeply."

Gao Changgong was quite happy to hear the first half of the sentence, but felt a little touched by the second half. Thinking about the topic that they had not reached a consensus on just now, he still felt bitter in his heart, and couldn't help but said in a muffled voice:
"My life has always been about you and my brother. My country is my home. I have the blood of the Gao family in my veins. I cannot abandon the Gao family for you, nor can I... let you two become enemies."

"I know. We'll talk about these things later. At least so far, I have been extremely polite and flattering to the Gao family."

As she said this, Miss Yuan slowly and calmly released her clasped hands with him.

The one-armed girl in the red shirt still spoke in a relaxed tone, but her actions were silently distancing herself from him.

Gao Changgong hurriedly reached out to grab her hand, trying to keep her, but she quickly withdrew her hand, clenched her fist, and hung it at her side.

Seeing her distant gaze, he could only respond dejectedly.
"...Hmm. Then what's next..."

He was halfway through his words when he heard a loud shout from behind him!
“——Yuan Wuyou! Yuan Wuyou you bastard!!”

Yuan Wuyou suddenly realized that there were quite a few people looking for revenge on him today.