Early in the morning, Mu Zhiming woke up from his sleep, only to see the window curtains soaked with rain.
Mu Zhiming only got up in his middle clothes, walked to the window, and stretched his hand out of the window to catch the water droplets that fell down the eaves, feeling the dampness from his palms, thinking that this year would be a worry-free harvest year.
Wen Heyin knocked on the door to enter, saw him standing by the window, and hurriedly said, "Master, why are you standing in the wind? You're all wet."
"It's raining." Mu Zhiming smiled and answered casually.
"Yes, it's raining." Wen Heyin walked over and closed the window to prevent the rain from entering the house, then turned around and asked, "Master, are you going out today?"
"What's wrong?" Mu Zhiming asked with a smile, "Are you busy?"
Wen Heyin hesitated for a while before saying, "The Shao Yin of Jingzhao Prefecture asked me to help him catch the snitch."
Mu Zhiming laughed out loud, and said something in his words: "Oh, there are so many thieves in this capital."
Wen Heyin: "Master, if you go out, I won't go to Jingzhao Mansion, I'll follow you."
"I'm not going out, you go." Mu Zhiming smiled.
"Really?" Wen Heyin scratched her head, a little embarrassed.
"Really." Mu Zhiming pushed Wen Heyin out of the house.
Wen Heyin: "Forget it, I'll just follow you, I'm not worried."
"What's not to worry about." Mu Zhiming put his hands aside and chased him, "Go and find Lord Pei."
"I'm not looking for him!" Wen Heyin blushed, "I'm catching the snitch."
Mu Zhiming hurriedly changed his words: "Yes, catch the snitch! The tranquility of the capital depends on my family's Ayin, let's go, be a chivalrous hero! Eliminate violence and Anliang! Go ahead!"
He smiled and pushed Wen Heyin out of the door. After washing up, Mu Zhiming put on a casual water-blue shirt and plunged into the kitchen. He worked all morning under the guidance of the cook, and then dressed neatly and went out to Luoyang. All go to camp.
When the guards at Luodu Camp saw that the person was Xuan Ninghou, they did not block them as before, and let them go.
The carriage slowly drove into Luodu Camp and stopped in front of the coach's tent.
Mu Zhiming lifted the curtain and leaned out, and saw Gu Heyan standing outside the tent waiting at a glance.
Seeing him get out of the carriage, Gu Heyan walked to the carriage and reached out to help him.
After Mu Zhiming supported Gu Heyan's arm and jumped out of the carriage, he pulled the man into the tent and asked, "Why are you standing outside? Even if it is raining, I don't know how to use an umbrella, and my clothes are all wet." He slapped the raindrops on Gu Heyan's body that had not completely penetrated into his clothes.
Gu Heyan: "They said you were here."
Mu Zhiming was stunned for a moment before realizing that Gu Heyan was answering himself.
The softest part of the heart seemed to be poked, Mu Zhiming smiled and raised the food box in his hand: "I agreed with you yesterday, so I'm here to make an appointment."
Gu Heyan nodded: "Yes."
Together, the two packed up the military books and military affairs letters on the short desk in the tent. Mu Zhiming put the food box on the desk, opened it layer by layer, and brought out a plate of white and soft steamed buns, and then brought out two plates. The attractive and fragrant dishes were arranged one by one, and he said, "I can only make porridge and steamed buns, which are too bland, so I asked the cook to make two dishes."
Gu Heyan didn't answer, and looked at Mu Zhiming and then at the plate of steamed buns.
Mu Zhiming opened the last layer of the mahogany food box, took out two sets of bowls and chopsticks and a plain porcelain jar, poured the still warm porridge into the bowl and put it in front of Gu Heyan: "Try it, although it's not as good as a kitchen jar. Mother did a good job, but it was boiled for a long time on a slow fire, so it should be considered thick and fragrant."
Gu Heyan sat down in front of the desk, picked up the bowl, scooped the porridge with a porcelain spoon and drank a few mouthfuls, then picked up the steamed bun with a chopstick, took a big bite, chewed it carefully, swallowed it, and looked at Mu Zhiming seriously. Say, "It's delicious."
"It suits your taste." Mu Zhiming rolled his eyes, poured himself a bowl of porridge, and ate with him.
But eating and eating Mu Zhiming felt something was wrong.
Gu Heyan only drank porridge and steamed buns, and the other two dishes remained untouched.
Mu Zhiming said, "This sixi ball is soft and glutinous and delicious. It's fat and thin, and it melts in your mouth. You can try Heyan."
Gu Heyan let out an 'um', lowered his head and continued to eat the steamed buns.
Mu Zhiming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he picked up a Sixi ball and put it on the small plate in front of him, Gu Heyan was willing to eat it.
After the meal, the two rinsed their mouths and cleaned up the tableware and chopsticks together. Mu Zhiming took out a silk and satin embroidered green bamboo sachet from his arms and handed it to Gu Heyan: "The weather is getting warmer recently, and there are many places near Luodu Camp. It is an old forest in the deep mountains, and in the hot summer, mosquitoes will surely disturb my ears. This is the wormwood sachet that I asked from Dr. Kuang, and I wear it with me to keep mosquitoes away.”
"Thank you." Gu Heyan took the sachet and put it away carefully.
Mu Zhiming asked: "Is the military busy recently? When can I go back to the house?"
Gu Heyan: "Three days later."
Mu Zhiming sighed softly and joked: "If you don't see each other for one day, it's three autumns, separated by three days, like a year."
Gu Heyan asked, "What are your plans for the next few days?"
Mu Zhiming thought for a while, and replied, "Tomorrow, I will go to Qianji Pavilion to find Brother Mo. After that, I will have nothing to do. I will make plans when the time comes."
Gu Heyan's eyes flickered slightly, he hesitated for a moment, and then said, "You have been going to Qianji Pavilion recently."
"Ah?" Mu Zhiming didn't notice that his tone was wrong, and he thought about it seriously, "I don't visit Qianji Pavilion frequently. After I met Brother Mo, I've only seen it twice."
Gu Heyan said: "In less than five days, I went there twice, plus tomorrow, it's three times."
Only then did Mu Zhiming realize that Gu Heyan was not chatting with him. He looked serious when he said this, frowning slightly, and he was seriously entangled in the number of times he went to Qianji Pavilion.
"He Yan, you are..." Mu Zhiming thought for a long time before he found a more suitable wording, "Do you mind that Brother Mo and I are getting too close?"
Gu Heyan: "..."
Although Mu Zhiming said it very euphemistically, Gu Heyan was still panicked because of his careful thought. He looked away and said slowly, "I, I didn't want to restrain you, I just asked casually... If let You feel uncomfortable, I won't ask more in the future..."
Mu Zhiming looked at Gu Heyan's hesitant appearance, snickered in his heart, and his face was serious, he hurriedly said: "No no no, I was wrong, He Yan, you don't mind, you just care about me, you and I have already When we get married, we should care about each other! Only in this way can it be called a single case."
Gu Heyan heard the words 'married' and his eyes fell back to Mu Zhiming's face.
Mu Zhiming: "But then again, I'm going to Qianji Pavilion tomorrow because I have business and I have to go."
Gu Heyan no longer held on to this matter, and nodded: "En."
Mu Zhiming looked at him carefully and saw that his expression was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "Speaking of which, I have to prepare a gift tomorrow. I thought, a piece of moisturizing white and Tian Yupei, what do you think of He Yan?"
Gu Heyan: "You have a good choice."
Mu Zhiming continued to laugh and said, "As for the style of the jade pendant, let's just take the gentleman orchid. I saw a gentleman orchid jade pendant at the residence of His Royal Highness Prince Su before. It really is..."
Gu Heyan suddenly spoke up and interrupted Mu Zhiming abruptly: "When was it before?"
Mu Zhiming was startled because of Gu Heyan's tone.
That was completely different from Gu Heyan's tone when he mentioned that he had been going to Qianji Pavilion recently.
Just now, Gu Heyan struggled to find Mo Huai, but it was an innocuous battle.
But when he mentioned King Su, Gu Heyan's whole person changed, his eyes were suddenly sharp, and his emotions were like volcanic lava that was about to burst out. If a little shake, he would be unable to restrain himself and devour everything ruthlessly.
This is definitely not simply jealous.
"When?" Seeing that Mu Zhiming didn't answer, Gu Heyan asked eagerly.
Mu Zhiming was a little flustered for some reason, he replied, "One, a year ago."
Gu Heyan: "Have you been to King Su recently?"
Mu Zhiming said quickly, "No."
Gu Heyan fell silent.
"He Yan." Mu Zhiming mustered up his courage and determined to have a good discussion with Gu Heyan. He would be full of doubts and asked, "Why do you change color when I mention King Su?"
Gu Heyan said, "Because he will hurt you."
Mu Zhiming shook his head and said firmly: "No, I grew up together with His Royal Highness Prince Su. Although we have no blood relationship, we are more than flesh and blood and help each other. Are you blaming him for not taking good care of him at the banquet that day? Me, let me fall into the pond, I don't blame him, I have self-knowledge, I'm crazy when I'm drunk, no one really can't hold me back."
After Mu Zhiming finished speaking, he looked at Gu Heyan. He thought that Gu Heyan would understand with such a bitter explanation, but when he met Gu Heyan's eyes, Mu Zhiming immediately realized that he was wrong.
Gu Heyan was not displeased by Mu Zhiming's argument, his eyes were full of sadness and intolerance.
He looked at Mu Zhiming, who was trying his best to protect Fu Yi, and what he thought was not whether Mu Zhiming would have deeper feelings for Fu Yi.
It was Mu Zhiming, who was covered in wounds in his previous life, how desperate and grief he must have felt when he heard that Fu Yi was the murderer who destroyed his family.
Thinking of this, Gu Heyan was heartbroken.
"He Yan?" Seeing that Gu Heyan was silent for a long time, his expression still made it difficult for him to figure it out, Mu Zhiming was at a loss, he took a step forward, "If you don't like me seeing His Royal Highness King Su, I will not see you."
Although Mu Zhiming felt that there was nothing wrong with him seeing Fu Yi, but at this moment, he wanted to see Gu Heyan stretch his brows, and the grief in the depths of his eyes that he could not understand completely dissipated.
Gu Heyan took a step forward, hugged Mu Zhiming, and buried his head in his neck.
Mu Zhiming, who was hugged gently, heaved a sigh of relief and reached out to caress Gu Heyan's back.
Gu Heyan's voice was muffled: "Don't go to Prince Su's mansion, don't see Prince Su."
Mu Zhiming: "Okay, I promise you, I won't go, I won't see you."
Gu Heyan's arms tightened.
Mu Zhiming patted Gu Heyan's back and laughed softly for some reason.
Gu Heyan: "What are you laughing at?"
Mu Zhiming replied, "He Yan, it's so strange. In my memory, we should just be nodding acquaintances who are strangers. I don't remember when I liked you, why did I like you..."
Gu Heyan froze all over, his breathing stopped.
Mu Zhiming's words changed immediately: "I don't know why, because I don't want to see your frowning face, I can promise you that I won't meet His Royal Highness King Su, who has been my brother for more than ten years. I want to make you happy, and even feel that as long as You can be happy, and I'm willing to do anything."
"You said..." Mu Zhiming's words were as gentle as the March wind, and the dead tree suddenly turned lush, "Is this love?"