[ Supported by Chang Geng's strong arms and enveloped by the scent of calming herbs, Gu Yun's heart settles. In this moment, he feels completely at peace. It's enough to allow him to hope—and begin to believe in those hopes.
Outside Great Liang, isn't it just a bunch of foreigners attacking? Inside, isn't it just a bunch of disloyal ministers, power-hungry for their own selfish purposes? How can any of them stand up to one Gu Yun, or one Chang Geng? Together, they can win.
And then, that little house in Jiangnan. He'll build a lovely garden, and fill the house with beautiful things, all for his darling.
Slowly, he stands up again, returning his weight to his own feet, but still embracing Chang Geng. ]
So we get a little more time to play, where's the harm in that? Let's play to our heart's content.
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Outside Great Liang, isn't it just a bunch of foreigners attacking? Inside, isn't it just a bunch of disloyal ministers, power-hungry for their own selfish purposes? How can any of them stand up to one Gu Yun, or one Chang Geng? Together, they can win.
And then, that little house in Jiangnan. He'll build a lovely garden, and fill the house with beautiful things, all for his darling.
Slowly, he stands up again, returning his weight to his own feet, but still embracing Chang Geng. ]
So we get a little more time to play, where's the harm in that? Let's play to our heart's content.