He had dreamed of Wu Yunsu, too. Compared with the easy happiness of dreaming about Aotian-ge, his dreams of Wu Yunsu were never very pleasant.
They were always fighting, and he was always being bullied by him. He had even dreamed that Wu Yunsu forced him to drink his foot-washing water.
What a terrifying dream.
"..." Wu Yunsu said, "Stop sleeping. I'll take you out to see the sunshine."
With that, Wu Yunsu picked him up. Xiaoqiu had no strength at all and could only watch helplessly as he carried him.
His gaze slowly drifted downward, and he saw how slender and long his body looked even in Wu Yunsu's arms. His sluggish thoughts stirred slightly-had he grown taller?
Having been unconscious for five hundred years, Xiaoqiu had little sense of time and had no idea that his old wish had already come true-
Back then, he had always wanted to grow up quickly so that he could fight alongside Aotian-ge and His Highness, rather than being the one who cleaned up the battlefield.
That was how His Highness had grown close to Aotian-ge so quickly.
Clearly, the bond between people who could trust each other with their backs ran deeper than other kinds.
Wu Yunsu carried him outside. The Yu Dynasty had four distinct seasons, and it happened to be spring. The spring sunshine was warm and bright, and a hundred flowers vied for beauty in the garden, their rich fragrances drifting through the air, beginning to revive Xiaoqiu's six sense faculties and six dusts.
Wu Yunsu's chest muscles pressed against Xiaoqiu uncomfortably, giving him a vague sense of reality, but he kept his eyes listlessly half-closed and said nothing.
Wu Yunsu lowered his head and said to him, "You've been asleep for five hundred years. Did you know