Gu Mang slowly recovered his body.
Due to his special situation, neither Your Majesty nor Mo Xi could give Gu Mang justice at this moment. Mo Xi understood what Your Majesty meant - to reshape the pattern of Chonghua, which was Gu Mang's wish. If Gu Mang's identity was made public in this way, all the sacrifices and efforts would be in vain.
Therefore, whether it is Your Majesty or Gu Mang, they all hope that he can keep this secret.
But Mo Xi has never been a person who is good at disguising. This does not mean that his words are unreliable. On the contrary, he is rigorous and self-disciplined, and he will definitely be able to keep his mouth shut—the only thing that cannot be concealed is his feelings for Gu Mang. Although he didn't say anything and tried his best to restrain himself in front of outsiders, within a few days, almost everyone in Xi and the mansion could see that his attitude towards Gu Mang had undergone an earth-shaking change.
In the past, he always had a straight face on Zhang Jun, as if Gu Mang owed him five million gold shells and still hadn't paid it back, but now he even speaks calmly, his low, magnetic voice is very pleasant, and he has no temper at all.
During Gu Mang's rest, a little cook who didn't have long eyes came to send him to help make the fire. It wasn't a tiring thing at first, it was just a little dirty. Besides, Gu Mang was always in charge of things like chopping wood and making a fire, so he went with him. As a result, Mo Xi went out to return to the house, and when he heard that Gu Mang was being pulled to burn firewood, he went straight to the kitchen, and dragged Gu Mang out amid the panic and panic of the servants.
The cook was terrified: "Lord, Lord..."
"What's the nonsense?"
Chef: "I just watched him have nothing to do, and wanted to do him a favor."
"He is still a patient, how can he come to help."
He said to Gu Mang again, "Lie down and go to sleep."
Chef: "..."
Talking about such incidents, it is not only the servants of the kitchen who have feelings, but the servants who are in charge of the maintenance of the treasures of the Xihe Mansion on weekdays also have something to say—
"What's the matter of burning fire? Let me tell you something even more incredible. That day, Gu Mang went to catch the rice pocket, the meal pocket ran fast, and Gu Mang chased after him, and accidentally knocked over the glaze on the case. Li Hongmei bottle, yes, it is the most expensive one in the whole house, and it will be shattered if you fall!"
Every time he said a paragraph, the people around him who listened to him made exclamations such as "wow" and "hiss".
A young servant said anxiously, "And then what? Are you going to inform the Lord?"
The servant slapped his thigh: "Isn't that right? That vase is enough to buy a set of Wujin mansion in the north of the city. Can I not report it? I will immediately go and tell the master about the situation."
"Oh my god... the lord likes that vase the most, how angry he must be..."
"He's very angry, do you know what he told me?"
All the servants shook their heads like a rattle.
The servant imitated Mo Xi's serious tone: "Why put the vase in that kind of place? What if it hits someone? Is he injured?"
"..."
After a few moments of silence, one of the servants uttered an extremely embarrassing sigh: "Wow."
No one knows what exactly happened between Mo Xi and Gu Mang, but the change in Mo Xi's attitude towards Gu Mang can be seen by everyone who is not blind. Fortunately, the staff of Xihe Mansion were clean and simple, and they were loyal to Mo Xi, and Li Weiguan was properly restrained, so people outside the mansion did not know about it for the time being.
"Butler Li, what's the matter with your lord? Gu Mang is still a traitor. He treats him like this, what should your lord think, and what should others think..."
Li Weilong stood under the wind and rain corridor with his sleeves on, looking at the pool in the courtyard, he said, "Can you trust the person of the Lord?"
"Of course, who is more righteous than him in Chonghua?"
"Then let's trust him, and don't ask anyone else. He must have his reasons for his actions, and we, as people around him, have only one thing to do."
"what?"
Li Wei said: "Keep your mouth shut."
With careful maintenance, Gu Mang's wound quickly healed. Due to the quenched blood of the demon wolf, his physique was much better than before, but what was uncomfortable was that although Jiang Fuli was able to heal Gu Mang's injuries, he couldn't prevent the effect of the time mirror from diminishing. Those memories "flashback" by the mountain cream slowly began to dissipate like quicksand from Gu Mang's consciousness.
Gu Mang probably knew that if he didn't say something now, he might not have a chance in the future. The sobriety he possesses is, in the end, just a blessing from God.
So he asked Mo Xi for a pen and paper. When Mo Xi was by his side, he talked to Mo Xi. When Mo Xi was away, he was alone in the room and wrote some things he recalled on the paper. When he wakes up every day, he will look at what he wrote the previous day, and if there is something he forgets, he will memorize it again.
He was trying hard to prolong his sobriety.
When Mo Xi was asleep, he saw the Huahua paper he placed beside his pillow. The most prominent part of the paper was their first meeting in the Academy, and Gu Mang wrote on the letter—“He sits under a tree. Eating zongzi, although he looked up at me, it is a pity that this person has no expression on his face, alas, he should have no impression of me."
Just as he was about to take a closer look, Gu Mang opened his eyes and woke up. Seeing that Mo Xi was flipping through the pages he wrote, he sat up at once, and hurriedly snatched the paper from Mo Xi's hands.
"Hey, hey! Don't look at it, don't look at it."
"..." Mo Xi was startled, "Do you mind?"
"I'm so embarrassed when you see it." Gu Mang protected his paper, "You have to wait until I completely forget the flashback memories. Anyway, I was stupid at that time, and my face was not red. I don't jump, I don't know what the embarrassment is."
Mo Xi's eyes dimmed.
Gu Mang hurriedly said again: "Oh, it's alright, alright, I don't necessarily forget it so quickly, right? You see I am deepening my memory every day, maybe a year and a half, oh no, it's ten Twenty years later, can I still remember it?"
Mo Xi didn't speak, nor did he expose Gu Mang's lies. He just raised his hand and took the back of Gu Mang's head, touching each other's foreheads. After a while, he grabbed Gu Mang's right hand, and rubbed Gu Mang's index finger with his callusized finger.
Obviously there are so many deep feelings that can be sued, and the alliance can be discussed, but Xi and Jun just caressed Gu Mang's fingers and whispered, "Why are your hands stained with ink, I don't know how to wash them." He sighed, then said, "You..."
Gu Mang smiled: "Are you a senior or I am a senior? Are you good or I am good? How did you teach me a lesson?"
"Of course you are amazing." Mo Xi said with a wry smile, "I still can't imagine how you did it. Even though you already knew the cause and effect of what happened, you still didn't say anything and followed Zhou He to become a black demon. trial."
"Then what can I do, I have my helplessness. You have yours too, and the emperor has his own. In fact, don't resent him too much for the things that the emperor has done. People are in high places and can't help themselves, to tell the truth. , if he really didn't have any kindness and justice in his heart, he could find an opportunity to kill me, but he didn't do that."
Mo Xi didn't say a word.
After a while, he lowered his eyelashes, and then wrapped Gu Mang's hand again.
The broad palm touched the sapphire wrench that Gu Mang was wearing. He had already asked Gu Mang about this wrench before. After learning that it was given to him by Murong Lian, Mo Xi really didn't know why, but Gu Mang's body was still very weak at the time, so he didn't ask any more questions. Noticing it, Mo Xi couldn't help frowning slightly.
Gu Mang noticed that he was looking at the ring, and his eyelashes trembled imperceptibly. Mo Xi could see his delicate expression completely, but Mo Xi didn't break it. Gu Mang used to be a member of Murong Lian's family, and the entanglement between him and Murong Lian lasted for nearly 20 years. After a long time, some things were really difficult to describe. Mo Xi didn't force him, but said, "Do you want me to return this wrench to him for you? Or do you want to see him in person."
Gu Mang didn't answer right away. He spread out his five fingers, looked at the brilliant sapphire ring, thought for a while, and said, "I still want to go to Wangshu Mansion by myself."
Mo Xi was silent for a moment, then said, "Okay."
Hearing his muffled voice, Gu Mang couldn't help raising his eyes and smiling: "Are you unhappy?"
"No." Mo Xi paused, "but remember to wear a face covering and a cloak." Having said this, his expression was a little gloomy, "You know, many people in Chonghua want to make things difficult for you."
Gu Mang said, "I will pay attention."
The water drips in the house were slowly flowing, and it was already late.
Mo Xi said: "Then I'll go back to the study first, you should rest early. I still have some files to look at. If there is anything, you can come to me directly, and no one will stop you."
Gu Mang smiled and said, "Don't take care of me too much. Don't forget that I am a sinner, so I have to restrain myself in front of outsiders."
Mo Xi's heart pounded because of this sentence of an outsider, and his heart was suddenly sad. His heart beat was because he had waited for so many years, from a young age to standing, and only when he was in his thirties did he wait for Gu Mang's sincere approval.
Sadness is because they have experienced too much, many new and beautiful things have been worn out, both of them are like patched cloth, although they are still intact, they are beyond recognition after all.
Gu Mang saw that he was in a bad mood, so he teased him: "Mo Xi."
"Um?"
Gu Mang lay on the pillow, raised his head and smiled and said, "Come back to my place to sleep after approving the dossier, don't go back to your own room. You let me sleep in the master bedroom, and sleep in the wing room by yourself. For so many days, it was rumored that I was bullying. you."
Mo Xi lowered his head, pursed his lips, and said nothing.
The moonlight shone down and shone on the edge of his ear, revealing some thin crimson.
Mo Xi finally whispered: "You still have a good rest."
Gu Mang's smile deepened. He lowered his eyelashes, stretched out his hand from under the quilt, and touched his younger brother's face: "You are so good."
"… "
"It's a pity that senior brother doesn't have any candy to give you."
Mo Xi raised his eyes and glanced at him, then suddenly leaned over and kissed him lightly on the lips. Naturally, he didn't dare to kiss too deeply, there was a fire buried so deep in his heart, and Gu Mang's breath would turn Mars into a sea of fire. So Mo Xi just kissed and sat up straight: "I'm going back."
Gu Mang raised his hand and touched his lips: "Is it sweet?"
Seeing that Mo Xi didn't answer, he continued to ask shamelessly, "Hey, is Tang Tian or I sweet?"
"..." Mo Xi is not very good at speaking love words, and if he irritated him and angered him, he could utter some short sentences full of animal nature, but when he was gentle and gentle, he was actually very stupid and honest. .
So facing Gu Mang's teasing question, he didn't know what to answer, so he just raised his hand, stretched out two fingers, and tapped lightly in the center of Gu Mang's forehead.
Gu Mang was ordered, lying on the bed and kicking the quilt: "Anyway, say something to you. The older you get, the more stuffy you get. You'll be suffocated to death."
Mo Xi was silent for a while, but he really said a word. What he said was, "Then... good night."
Gu Mang: "..."
The author has something to say:
Mo Xi: Why is my love talk ability up and up after my next door confession, but I died early after my confession
Next door Ergouzi: Because you haven't experienced five years of study abroad, do you think I've traveled around for many years and read only serious spell books? I've also read a lot of talk books, is it good