After that day, Gu Mang had a new understanding of Mo Xi.
Although Mo Xi had a cold and powerful aura all the time, and he remained calm in the face of major events. But as the contacts between them increased and Gu Mang recalled more of the past, he vaguely felt that this was not the case.
Mo Xi has been suppressing a lot of emotions, these emotions are under his control, but he can't get rid of them. So much so that Mo Xi's temper was always very restless, and when a person stood under the porch and looked at Xue in a trance, his eyes were shockingly complicated.
Not to mention the changing tone of voice when he spoke to himself, the contradiction between the face and the face, he was like a terminally ill madman who was about to be tortured to death by his own heart, but still wore a cold mask.
Gu Mang always had a feeling that he felt that the face hidden behind this mask was actually very fragile.
Because of this intuition, he couldn't even remember that he hated Mo Xi before he beat him. He seemed to have an indelible habit in his bones. This habit allowed him to easily capture the subtle pain between Mo Xi's eyebrows. This habit Let him instinctively want to protect him.
Really weird.
Mo Xi was clearly a man so powerful that it was impossible to imagine his failure. Taller than him, stronger than him, nobler than him, and wiser than him.
How arrogant and arrogant does he have to have such a self-defeating desire to protect himself
Because of these complicated thoughts, Gu Mang, who had recovered a little bit of memory, seemed much more uncomfortable than the heartless Gu Mang before.
He often sat on the pile of pyre and stared at the palm of his hand in a daze. Every day and every night, I was thinking about the little bit of the past that I had regained, thinking about what Mo Xi had said to him, thinking over and over again, and reciting it back and forth.
Mo Xi warned him not to tell anyone else about the "Night of the Weak Crown", and he didn't say anything. He hopes to sort out some of the past by himself, but he has too few memories, he can't entangle the past, and in the end he can only hold his head and stay in the yard for a long time blankly.
He also tried to ask Li Wei what kind of person Lu Zhanxing was, what kind of person he was in the past, and what was the relationship between Mo Xi and him - Li Wei kept it a secret.
Just say: "If you shouldn't ask, don't ask. Sometimes knowing more is not a good thing. Look at how good it was before you were stupid."
Looking at the moon in the flowers and water in such a fog, in such ignorance, the end of the year and the New Year's Eve are here.
On this day, Xihe House was decorated with lanterns. The servants were busy changing peach charms and hanging lanterns, and the hot white smoke in the kitchen did not stop from morning to night. Gu Mang followed them around, following them to chop stuffing, make dumplings, and fry spring rolls. For a long time, he was very busy.
Gu Mang, who was obsessed with his own memories, rarely showed his original innocence again in this world of fireworks. He crouched by the fire pit and stuffed rice stalks into it, and then shook a small fan and whimpered inside.
The way the straw was burning in the hearth made his eyes light up, and he added firewood many times in order to see it more often.
However it is not necessary.
As soon as the cook turned around, she shouted in shock: "Seven-nine-zero! What are you doing!!!"
Seven Nine Zero was the slave number on Gu Mang's neck. These servants were not used to calling him the old Gu Shuai's name, so they called him Seven Nine Zero.
Gu Mang stuck his head out from the hearth, his face was smoked with ash, and he sneezed like a cat.
Because he added firewood, the cook's spring rolls were considered to be a waste, and the woman with a big shoulder and a round waist angrily pulled him to Li Wei: "Butler Li, can you give him another place! If he stays by the stove again , we can only eat a few large plates of coke for our New Year's Eve dinner tonight!"
The woman was angry like a tiger with canthal hairs. Butler Li immediately scolded her, comforted her with kind words for a long time, and led Gu Mang, who was full of ashes, to the backyard, stuffed him a broom, and said, "You just sweep here. Sweep the floor."
Sweeping the floor was originally the most thorough job, but Gu Mang didn't do it well this time.
According to the practice of Chonghua, on New Year's Eve, every household will throw some dried fruits such as peanuts and longan on the ground to beg for a fortune and auspicious luck. Li Wei lost his head in a hurry and forgot to tell Gu Mang, so when he came back to take a look, Gu Mang swept away all the auspicious colors they sprinkled in the garden.
Even if it was swept away, it all fell down.
Li Wei's face turned blue, and his heart said, "No, it's an ominous omen.
Afraid that Gu Mang would get into trouble again because he didn't understand the rules, he simply stuffed him with a copy of the "Three Character Classic", which he bought on the street in order to teach Gu Mang how to read.
Li Wei pulled him to the study and asked him to sit down at the desk obediently: "I beg you, sir, don't go anywhere, don't do anything, just read here and wait for dinner. "
Gu Mang is very disciplined: "I have to do things."
Li Wei had no choice, so he got him a stack of paper: "Copy books, copy books, right? It's considered work. After copying 100 sheets, come over for dinner."
Gu Mang nodded and said, "Okay."
After settling the wandering troublemaker, Li Wei breathed a sigh of relief and went out to continue working. Tonight's dishes are rich, and they are all for their servants to enjoy. Xi Hejun is going to the palace for the New Year's banquet tonight, not with them. There is no tiger in the mountains and the monkey is called the king, and Li Wei is naturally very happy.
Just as he was humming a little tune, he bumped into the man in black robe reaching the ground around the corner.
Li Wei, like a duck being strangled by the neck, slammed the minor into his throat with a screeching sound, and hurriedly put on a steaming smirk: "Lord, are you ready to go out?"
"It's almost time, it's time to go to the palace." Mo Xi kept walking, straightening the folds of his cuffs while walking, "Get ready for the car."
"Hey, so good." Li Wei responded and was about to leave, but was stopped by Mo Xi.
"and many more."
"What else does the Lord command?"
"You call Gu Mang over and ask him to come with me."
When Li Wei heard this, he was startled at first, and then overjoyed.
He was slightly startled because although every noble family would bring one or two personal guards, he did not expect that Mo Xi would actually be willing to take Gu Mang there. The big joy was because Gu Mang ate a lot, and he would snatch food from them when he stayed at the mansion, so taking it away just saved a mouth.
But such a selfish idea is one thing. After all, Butler Li is still a competent housekeeper. He did not forget to do his duty and asked: "Lord, this is a big New Year's Eve, you bring such a... traitor to the past, will other families see it? Not happy."
Mo Xi's brows were dark and dark: "Your Majesty named him yesterday to take him there and see how he is being trained now. Otherwise, do you think I am willing?"
"Oh, oh, so it is."
Mo Xi frowned and said, "Where are the others? You asked him to come to the hall to see me and follow me into the palace."
Li Wei responded hastily: "Yes!"
So Gu Mangshu didn't copy a few sentences before he was dragged by Li Wei to comb his hair and change his clothes, and then stuffed it into Xi Hejun's carriage. Butler Li did this set of movements with ease and swiftness.
So happy! Send the master and the rice bucket away!
Li Wei's heart was bursting with splendid fireworks, but his face was not without respect, and he calmly said to the carriage that was leaving Juechen: "Respectfully send the Lord."
great! ! Everyone can enjoy the New Year's Eve dinner! !
Chonghua's New Year's Eve dinner didn't have so many rules. The dishes were already prepared on the water table, and it didn't matter whether the nobles came sooner or later.
When Mo Xi arrived, there were not too many people in the main hall, but the palace officials had already decorated the Golden Thrall Hall in an extremely splendid manner. Thousands of lanterns of blessing and longevity in the palace illuminated the long night. The colorful butterflies and birds made of energy fluttered in the air, and the wings were scattered with brilliance.
Although Mo Xilai was low-key, he had wide shoulders, narrow waist, long legs, and Gu Mang, a traitor who had attracted much attention, was naturally very eye-catching. The nobles who came in the hall came to greet him one by one.
"Xi He-jun, it's very early today."
"Happy Chinese New Year, Xihejun."
Although the ceremony was exhausted by Xiang Mo, nine out of ten pairs of eyes aimed at Gu Mang.
Those eyes were either curious, hated, or disgusted, making Gu Mang a little uncomfortable. Mo Xi was entertaining one by one, Yue Chenqing also came, and when she looked back and saw him, she jumped up and down—
He looks good today, wearing a golden crown, and the snow-white Yue family robes are ironed properly, which makes the young man look handsome.
"Mo Shuai! You are here! Happy New Year and Happy New Year!"
When Mo Xi saw his cheerful and energetic appearance, he knew that his fourth uncle must also be here, otherwise Yue Chenqing, a slacker, wouldn't be happy all over the place. Sure enough, when his eyes crossed Yue Chenqing, he saw Murong Chuyi not far away, wearing a white robe with a silver border and a silver tie, standing by the running water table with a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine looking at it.
Feeling Mo Xi's gaze, he turned his head slightly and nodded with Mo Xi, even after saying hello, and then he went back to picking wine.
Chi Xian is cold and unruly, and it really lives up to its reputation.
Just thinking about this in my heart, I suddenly heard Yue Chenqing say, "That's right! Sister Mengze is here too!"
The word Mengze pierced into Mo Xi's heart like a small soft thorn. He was startled for a moment, and then said, "... She's back?"
"I'm back, I came back a few days ago." Yue Chenqing blinked and said strangely, "Huh? Didn't she tell you?"
"… "
That soft thorn pierced deeper and deeper into his heart.
Princess Mengze meant a very special feeling to Mo Xi.
He couldn't say what it was, it should be guilt mixed with gratitude, so thick that it became a friendship that was more delicate than love.
There were two people in this world, as long as they said a word, Mo Xi would sacrifice his life.
One is his senior brother Gu.
Another is Murong Mengze.
Brother Gu was the one he loved deeply, but in the end he failed him. And Murong Mengze was someone who loved him deeply, but he was let down by him. Now that Mo Xi doesn't have Senior Brother Gu anymore, the only weak underbelly he thinks is Princess Mengze.
Mengze has always liked Mo Xi since a long time ago, but at that time Mo Xi was young and frivolous, didn't understand a girl's mind, and refused very succinctly. live. Fortunately, Mengze is a well-informed woman. She is very strong in her bones. She was hurt. She didn't complain or bother. He only retreated to a corner where he would not be disturbed, and treated him silently for ten years.
Although Mo Xi's temperament is cold, he is not really hard-hearted.
He has seen her affection for him for so many years.
In the past, when she was in good health, she was obviously a golden branch and jade leaf, but she was determined to join him on the battlefield. She refused to say that she couldn't let him go, but only said that she wanted to experience, and she wouldn't let her man.
She healed his wounds and gave him medicine. In the dim light, I always wanted to say a few words, but Mo Xi at that time only gave her a cold face.
She looked into her heart, so she stopped talking.
Murong Mengze was so restrained that he even gave Mo Xi the illusion back then, as if she no longer liked him, as if her liking was very shallow, and after being rejected a few times, it disappeared.
But until that year, he was seriously injured by Gu Mang. Gu Mang stabbed a blood hole in his heart, his spiritual core collapsed, and it was Murong Mengze who rushed to arrive with the Yaoxiu reinforcements.
It was the girl who, he thought, liked the girl he liked very little, grabbed his hand tightly, and brought him back from the brink of life and death.
He once thought that he and Gu Mang were deeply in love, while Murong Mengze's love was shallow.
Actually not.
He dedicated everything to Gu Mang, and he couldn't get Gu Mang to look back.
And she didn't want anything, so she gave him all the power of her spiritual core, and only hoped that he could live.
In order to save him back then, she was seriously injured. In order to keep his heart pulse and spiritual core from breaking, she actually used her life's strength in exchange for it - since then, she has never had a healthy person. body. Can no longer cast powerful spells.
She once said with a smile that she wanted to "fight all over Kyushu and sweep the world as a daughter."
Such a vision can no longer come true.
"There are still many beautiful things in this world, and gratifying people. You will always meet them." After Mo Xi woke up and learned that Mengze used his spiritual core to protect his spiritual core, he went to her sickbed. Before, he was really broken at that time, betrayed by the person he loved deeply, and let down his deep affection.
He really didn't know what to do, he didn't know why Gu Mang was so cruel, why Mengze was so affectionate.
He asked Mengze why she was so stupid by the bedside.
Her lips were pale, but she still smiled: "Don't be overwhelmed, don't cherish your own life. I don't ask you to like me." She raised her hand and tapped Mo Xi's chest, "I just ask you next time When I'm impulsive, I can think about my heart. That's enough."
She did exactly what she said, and from then on she never mentioned that she had donated her spiritual core to Mo Xi.
"You don't have to force yourself out of gratitude and guilt. I know you still don't love me, and I can see your eyes."
So after recovering from the illness, she was still like before, hiding in an inconspicuous place, taking care of him silently and following him in her own way. Even though everyone in Chonghua felt that Mo Xi should have a sense of interest and should eventually become a family with her, Mengze himself was always sober. She never disturbed his already disturbed heart.
But the more she endured, the deeper he felt sorry for her.
Although she has not become the person he loves or married to be his wife, she has finally become the only girl that Xi Hejun cherishes and sympathizes with in this world in the past ten years of affectionate dedication.
She is special.
Yue Chenqing looked at him with a look of disappointment, and asked, "Xihe-Jun, what's the matter with you?"
Mo Xi came back to his senses: "...Nothing. What about her people?"
"Go to Feiyaotai. She said that the lanterns on the stage are beautiful, so let's look at the lights over there."
Mo Xi frowned: "It's such a cold day, she's a person with weak spiritual power, why..." He didn't stop in the hall any longer, and walked straight to Feiyaotai, saying, "I'll go see her ."
The author has something to say:
Princess Mengze: I think I can save it. I want to go to the romance group to get the heroine script.
Song Qiutong: Haha, sister, I came to visit from the next-door production crew. Listen to my advice. No one can get the script for the heroine except the big dick girl. You should come with me as a female cannon fodder.
Princess Mengze: This seat is precious, so how can I join forces with a despicable villain like you.
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