He was wrapped in a black cloak, with a few snowflakes still clinging to his shoulders.
Large snowflakes continued to fall, landing on his hair and cloak.
Perhaps the sound of the wind and snow outside was too loud, because Gu Yan, who had fallen asleep on the sofa, turned over and his sleepy voice came from behind Gu Tang: "Dad, what... Father Emperor!"
The voice that had been coquettish suddenly became sober. Gu Tang even heard a "thump" behind him as someone jumped to the ground, followed by the sound of footsteps "pattering" behind him.
"Father, Father Emperor." In just a second, Gu Yan calmed down completely, and when he called him Father Emperor again, his tone became composed.
"Hmm." Qin Junche was standing outside the door, of course. He replied in a deep voice, "You skipped school."
Gu Tang: "..."
Even Gu Yan, who was prepared to be seriously lectured and scolded by his own father, was speechless for once.
Skipping school?
Of course he skipped school.
Not only did he skip school, he also ran away from home. He piloted his own spaceship and traveled thousands of miles to this northern border planet to find his father.
"You can't skip school." Qin Junche's gaze passed over Gu Tang and landed on his son's face. "If you have something to do, you should ask the teacher for leave."
Gu Yan turned his head away, not wanting to meet his father's gaze or explain the matter.
Gu Tang, who had been silent all along, suddenly felt a jolt in his heart.
Qin Junche seemed unconcerned about his son's lack of cooperation and continued unhurriedly, "You're going to the palace school for your own sake. Running away will only embolden those people. What you need to do is hone your swordsmanship so that when they see you again, when they see your sword, they won't dare to say a word."
"Father?" Gu Yan was puzzled.
What are we running away from?
What coward?
Who is more triumphant?
Who are those people?
...
Gu Yan was filled with questions.
He is the only son of the former and current emperors of the Galactic Empire. He is incredibly intelligent and can practically do whatever he wants in the Imperial Capital.
Regardless of whether he had a sword or not, none of the young scions of noble and ministerial families who went to school with him dared to say anything to him.
Outside, the wind and snow continued to rage, and the howling wind made Qin Junche's cloak flap loudly.
But it seemed like he couldn't hear anything.
All he could hear were Qin Junche's words.
Did he remember?
still……
He remembers everything?!
Gu Tang frowned slightly, vaguely sensing that something seemed amiss.
"Come back with me." Qin Junche still didn't look at Gu Tang; his gaze remained fixed on Gu Yan.
"No!" Gu Yan pouted. "I want to stay with Dad. I don't want to go back to the capital."
"Gu Yan." Qin Junche stepped forward, somewhat usurping the original owner of the house and standing in the living room.
He quickly looked around the room, and finally glanced at the shoe rack by the door.
The simple double-layered shoe rack contained only two pairs of men's boots; otherwise, it was empty.
Gu Tang and Gu Yan were wearing soft and comfortable slippers, but it was clear that he hadn't prepared an extra pair of slippers for Gu Yan's other father.
Qin Junche didn't mind. Since he had already entered the door, he simply took off his cloak and hung it on the coat rack by the door.
Underneath Qin Junche's cloak, he wore a royal battle suit similar to Gu Yan's. The well-tailored uniform not only accentuated his tall stature, but the superior, comfortable material also made him look even more handsome and dashing.
Whether in the past or present, Qin Junche is a renowned handsome man in the Galactic Empire. There has never been a shortage of bold people who secretly slip love letters onto his desk.
Moreover, he was now the emperor of the Galactic Empire, dressed in royal combat gear, looking incredibly handsome.
Even the most reserved person would probably blush and smile shyly in front of Qin Junche.
Gu Tang was still so close to him, so close that he could even smell the clean and refreshing scent of Qin Junche's shower gel, which was somewhat like the smell of the snow-covered pine forest on this northern planet where he had lived for a year, and it was very comfortable.
Before Gu Tang could react, Qin Junche had already closed the door behind him, blocking out the wind and snow.
A warmth returned to the two people standing at the door, pulling Gu Tang's wandering thoughts back to reality.
"You..." He finally spoke, trying to stop Qin Junche and tell him that this was his home.
Qin Junche had already bent down and taken off his black boots.
He even casually unbuttoned the top three buttons of his collar, revealing a small patch of bronze skin on his neck and chest, which were neatly covered by his royal combat uniform.
Also revealed was his beautiful, sexy collarbone.
Gu Yan secretly glared at his father.
despise!
They actually resorted to the despicable tactic of using a handsome man!
I utterly despise this!
"Gu Yan." Qin Junche took a few more steps forward, sat down on the sofa, and relaxed completely. He emphasized, "You can come to see your father, but you can't skip school."
As he spoke, he leaned over the coffee table in front of the sofa, casually picked up two cookies, and popped them into his mouth.
It was as if this was his home, a place of leisure and comfort.
"It's a bit too sweet." Qin Junche frowned, turning to Gu Tang and saying, "Don't you dislike things that are too sweet?"
Gu Tang: "..."
After Qin Junche said those words, "Don't skip school," Gu Tang, who had been somewhat absent-minded, finally came to her senses.
But looking at the scene before him, he was furious: "Get out."
Gu Tang took a deep breath, pointed to the door, and repeated, "This is my home, please leave."
"Heh." Qin Junche chuckled softly, as if he had heard something amusing.
"Gu Yan, go to the bedroom." Then he gestured with his chin toward his son, "I have something to say to your father."
"But……"
"Go quickly," Qin Junche interrupted him, repeating firmly.
"Oh..." Gu Yan responded with a wronged tone. The boy, who was only a teenager, secretly glanced at Gu Tang and slowly moved towards the bedroom.
"Yan'er." Gu Tang was indeed on his son's side. He called out to Gu Yan, frowning, "I don't think we have anything more to say. I've already made it very clear in the letter what needs to be said."
He paused, then said, "Although that letter was addressed to Gu Yan, I don't believe you haven't read it."
"So please leave," Gu Tang said slowly. "There's nothing more to say between us."
"If you want your son to see what I'm about to do to you, then let him stay," Qin Junche said casually after he had finished speaking.
This time, he not only loosened the buttons on his combat uniform, but also unbuttoned the buttons on his sleeves.
Qin Junche remained seated casually on the sofa, appearing relaxed and non-aggressive.
But Gu Tang knew that this was the most dangerous version of Qin Junche.
He had witnessed firsthand how terrifying speed and power a man who was as lazy as a cheetah could possess when he suddenly unleashed his power.
Gu Tang subconsciously took a step back.
His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and his hands, hanging at his sides, unconsciously relaxed and then clenched.
Qin Junche just stared at him, his bright, deep eyes, like stars in the night sky, looking at him quietly and without blinking.
"you……"
"Gu Yan, go to the bedroom," Qin Junche said calmly again.
"Oh." This time, Gu Yan jumped into the bedroom like a deer.
He peeked out, gave Gu Tangfei a quick smile, made a thumbs-up gesture, and then closed the door.
Gu Tang: "..."
Qin Junche heard the door close and finally stood up from the sofa.
Now, the top three buttons of his combat suit are undone, revealing a small patch of his bronze chest.
Most of the collarbone was hidden in the crisp collar of the royal combat uniform, with only a few elegant lines showing, which was more alluring than if it were fully exposed.
He slightly loosened the cufflinks of his sleeve, revealing a small section of his arm.
His arms also had bronze skin, and beneath that skin were muscles that Gu Tang knew all too well—no exaggeration, but absolutely full of power.
His royal combat uniform featured straight trousers that hugged his equally long and slender legs.
Qin Junche slowly walked towards Gu Tang, a nonchalant smile on his handsome face.
He looks extremely dangerous like this.
But it was also extremely charming.
Gu Tang subconsciously took another step back.
In terms of combat strength, he might not necessarily lose to Qin Junche. The two are evenly matched, having fought side by side before, and neither of them would hold the other back.
But he still backed down.
And then there's another step.
Gu Tang's house on the northern planet was not large to begin with, and the living room was naturally far inferior to the magnificent and spacious palace where His Majesty the Emperor of the Galactic Empire resided on the capital planet.
He took two steps back, almost back to the doorway.
Qin Junche was already tall with long legs, so he walked up to him in just a few steps.
"Why are you running?" His voice was low and a little hoarse, like the sound of the most magnificent cello, slowly resonating in Gu Tang's heartstrings.
"Qin Junche." Gu Tang tried to back away again.