Gu Yi woke up on a bright morning.

The moment he opened his eyes, he didn't know what night it was, and when the smiling face of the old housekeeper Feng Ke was reflected in his eyes, Gu Yi reacted.

Mecha Tournament, Scramble, Pulse Attack, Edge Dimension......

Edge dimension.

Gu Yi's pupils shrank.

"Awake, it's awake." The old butler Feng Ke was about to cry with joy, "I will tell His Highness right away that he must be overjoyed." ”

"Feng Zeyu saved me?" Gu Yi was weak.

"Yes, you don't know how worried Your Highness is, now it's okay."

The old butler Feng Ke was as happy as a child.

Gu Yi turned his head and looked around.

"Hey, a few days ago, the Zerg attacked on a large scale, and His Highness went to the front line." Feng Ke was very distressed that Feng Zeyu had to carry these at a young age, and he had to carry them for so many years.

"But His Highness has a situation of watching Xiao Yi every day."

Feng Ke pointed to the communication device facing him, and did not forget to give his Royal Highness a good impression, and brush a sense of purity.

Gu Yi was moved in his heart, and he was also a little embarrassed, could it be that Feng Zeyu looked at him sleeping like this every day?

"Ah, hurry up and inform Your Highness."

"Ke Bo, Feng Zeyu may be busy."

Feng Zeyu is facing the Zerg on the front line, and he must be very busy every day, so it's not good to disturb him like this.

"Nothing is as important as Xiao Yi."

The old housekeeper was beautiful and hurried to report the good news to His Royal Highness.

Gu Yi was embarrassed and heartwarming.

Soon the communication device that Gu Yi was facing lit up, this time it was not one-sided, the first background that caught his eye was the control room of the battleship.

"Xiao Yi, are you awake, is there anything uncomfortable?"

Feng Zeyu's projection appeared in front of Gu Yi's bed, Feng Zeyu, who was wearing a general's uniform, looked a lot thinner, but his eyes were calm and sharp, like a sword out of the sheath, with a sharp aura.

This is Feng Zeyu, who is different from the Imperial Capital Star, but he is damn good-looking.

"I'm fine, you don't have to worry, there's something new." Gu Yi's eyebrows and eyes were crooked.

Maybe people are always fragile after a desperate crisis, and in the face of Feng Zeyu's concern, Gu Yi naturally complained: "It's that Bian Wei who is so hateful, if it falls into his hands, it will definitely be ten great tortures in the Manchu Qing Dynasty for Bian Wei to taste enough." ”

He was in pain.

Feng Zeyu didn't know what the ten great tortures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty were, but the injuries that Bian Wei brought to Gu Yi were seen in his eyes and hurt in his heart.

"You ......"

Feng Zeyu hesitated.

"Huh?"

Gu Yi's beautiful eyes looked at Feng Zeyu with a big question mark, this is not like Feng Zeyu's personality.

"Your constitution?"

Generally, this kind of personal weakness is taboo, and Feng Zeyu still asked.

When he took Gu Yi out of the treatment cabin, the muscles in the injured area would still shake from time to time, which he knew very well that it was a nerve reflex left by the great injury.

When he carefully examined it several times, he thought that there was some major damage that he had overlooked.

"Well, I'm afraid it hurts."

Gu Yi was very embarrassed, but he could always open his heart in the face of Feng Zeyu, including this kind of trouble.

Feng Zeyu's stunned expression, although it was only a flash, still made Gu Yi find out, and he immediately laughed.

Feng Zeyu didn't expect this kind of answer, just like a child who didn't dare to get an injection.

"I have a special constitution and am sensitive to pain." Gu Yi said.

Feng Zeyu understood that Gu Yi's pain should have been magnified exponentially, which made Feng Zeyu's chest stuffy.

Thinking of the scene at that time, his Xiaoyi must have been very painful......