"All right. Thank you for your guidance, Advisor."
After sending Yun Ce away, Gu Chi frowned as he looked toward Shen Tang.
As more information came to light through his lord's inner thoughts, Gu Chi had also learned what had happened. He had someone prepare a few dishes to clear heat and reduce internal fire, but Shen Tang didn't even glance at them. "I'm not eating. I have no appetite."
"Have a little. You can't go and starve to death."
Shen Tang turned her head away. "I'm not eating."
He knew what was about to happen, yet he could stay this calm?
Gu Chi personally handed the chopsticks to Shen Tang, his tone even. "You Li, you should know that ever since Gu Wangchao survived his fall from the cliff all those years ago, every day he lived was agony. Before Tao Shenyu died, he kept going on that breath of vengeance. After Tao Shenyu died, this world meant nothing to me. Living was fine, dying was fine, too. This world is only interesting because you and Shaoxuan are in it. I can't speak for anyone else, but to me, living and dying together lead to the same end."
Shen Tang: "How dare you."
She scolded him like that, but began shoveling food into her mouth.
Gu Chi wasn't the least bit afraid. He even asked, "Is it daring to wish to die alongside Your Majesty, or to address you by name? When Qi Yuanliang and the others call you that, I don't see you scolding them."
Perhaps because of the Way of the Scholar, the line between sovereign and subject wasn't especially distinct for him. These days, there was no custom that a ruler's command meant a subject must die; plenty of bold men would assassinate a ruler they