"Heart-suppressing grass?"
Inside the pharmacist's mansion, Jiang Fuli put down the scroll in his hand, raised his apricot eyes, and looked back and forth at Gu Mang, who was still wet with the fish basket on his back: "Who do you want it for? Mo Xi or Murong Lian?"
"It's Murong..." Chu Yi hadn't said the word yet. Thinking of the other party's demands on him before he lost consciousness, Gu Mang thought that a gentleman would be hard to follow. Since he nodded his head, he had to do as promised, so he changed his mouth. said, "I won't tell you."
Jiang Fuli narrowed his eyes slightly: "Do you know what that is?"
"Yes. Healing."
"It can cure diseases, but it can also harm people." Jiang Fuli said, "Shenxincao is a half-demon and half-mortal flower seed. Although it has the effect of paralysis and pain relief, its toxicity should not be underestimated. The warehouse is piled up like a mountain, but it is not a valuable item, and it doesn't matter if it is given to you, but... "
Gu Mang raised his hand and said, "I promise not to poison it."
Jiang Fuli sneered: "Poisoning? Now I'm in Chonghua. If you dare to do anything under my nose, I respect you as a man."
Gu Mang asked curiously, "Then what are you doing?"
"But if you ask me to calm down the grass, I will tell your lord Xihejun."
Gu Mang pondered, thinking that Murong Chuyi was in a coma at the moment, and his life was at stake. When he rescued the person, he would explain this section clearly to Murong Chuyi.
So he agreed, and followed Jiang Fuli to the warehouse to get the herbs. When Jiang Fuli was ready to fry, he immediately returned to the depths of Taohua Lake with the medicine pot in his hand, and found Murong Chuyi who was still lying there.
Murong Chuyi looked very weak, there was no blood on Qing Jun's face, and his skin was cold to the touch. Gu Mang picked him up halfway, opened the spout, and poured the medicinal juice into Murong Chuyi's mouth little by little.
This process was not easy. Although Murong Chuyi was unconscious, he would cough from time to time, choked half of the concoction, and frowned and muttered something.
Gu Mang's expression was always painful when he heard that he was calling his sister for a while, and Yue Chenqing's name for a while.
Although Gu Mang didn't have any deep friendship with him, he was softhearted after all, so he patted his head and coaxed him.
"elder sister… "
Gu Mang said, "Sister is here, be good, be good."
Murong Chuyi said, "Chen Qing..."
Gu Mang said, "Yes, yes, I am that little white bird, Fourth Uncle, be good, come on, drink up the medicine you have left."
In the end, Murong Chuyi's pale lips trembled, as if trapped in some kind of nightmare, he grabbed Gu Mang's sleeve, his eyes rolled uneasily under the closed lids, and his long eyelashes were like black phoenix butterflies. The butterfly wings trembled.
"no, do not want… "
"what?"
"You..." Murong Chuyi's entire hand was convulsing, and the back of Xiu Qi's beautiful long hand burst into sinews, "You bastard... how can you... you..."
Gu Mang was stunned, and touched his nose with some grievance: "I'm obviously helping you, why are you swearing so fiercely?"
Murong Chuyi was still trapped in a nightmare, the joints he was holding became paler and paler, and he suddenly let out a low groan, as if he had suffered pain and humiliation in a dream, and the tip of his closed eyes turned a little red.
"Evil... beast..."
Gu Mang looked at him for a while, then sighed: "Who are you scolding? Is your sister or a little white bird?"
But Murong Chuyi naturally wouldn't answer him. Gu Mang stayed with him for a while longer, and his nonsense gradually subsided. After about a touch of incense sticks, Murong Chuyi stopped talking. The herbal concoction started to take effect, his expression slowly calmed down, and his frowning brows finally loosened little by little.
Gu Mang half hugged and half dragged him, placed him on a dry place on the stone platform, laid him flat, made him lie down more comfortably, then sat beside him boredly, and said with his cheeks: When you're done eating, when will you open your eyes?"
"… "
After waiting for a while, Murong Chuyi still closed her eyes tightly, but did not wake up.
Gu Mang sighed, holding his cheeks, looking back and forth at Murong Chuyi's face.
This Murong Chuyi is indeed a rare beauty. She is elegant and handsome, with a charismatic spirit. Gu Mang does not read much. There is no specific reason to describe it. Immortal, that temperament is really like the dragon girl in the picture book, with wide sleeves and snow falling in the world, in short, two words, beautiful.
Add two words, nice.
So Gu Mang patiently looked at him for half an hour.
After half an hour, he couldn't bear to watch it any more, Gu Mang turned his head and asked Fandou, "Do we really want to guard him like this? I don't mind... But the princess is still at home waiting for me to cook for him. What about the fish?"
Fan pocket: "Wang Wang Wang!"
Gu Mang nodded and said, "You are right, the dragon girl is an outsider, and the princess is an insider, so let's catch the fish first, anyway, the grass has already been fed to him, if he can't wake up, it's not our fault. "
"Wang Wang!"
So Gu Mang continued to go down to the pond to catch fish.
Before, Murong Chuyi was kicked in the water and fell down, and the three fat-headed grass carp that were caught ran away, and the next luck was not particularly good. Chai skinny fish.
Seeing that the twilight was sinking and the smoke was rising from the kitchen, Gu Mang couldn't help but feel a little depressed.
Unexpectedly, he has been busy for a long time, but he has achieved nothing. He is standing in the lake leaning on his net bag, and the setting sun is like a rouge that has been washed by the sky, floating on the sparkling water.
"Shouldn't be." Gu Mang sighed, "Isn't it all said in the book that good intentions are rewarded? Why did I save the little dragon girl with good intentions, but no fat fish came to my door to repay my kindness?"
Just as he was puzzled, he suddenly heard a cold, jade-like voice behind him.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Gu Mang jumped in shock, turning his head and taking two steps back: "You finally woke up? Why did you come and go without a trace?"
It was Murong Chuyi who stepped on the water and came here. His expression had returned to normal, and he didn't look like he was weak and comatose just now.
Gu Mang couldn't help but sighed, "This herbal remedy is quite effective. You've only been working hard for half a day, and you're already well."
Murong Chuyi snorted lightly, and swept ashore lightly, her phoenix eyes swept over to Gu Mang, and seeing that Gu Mang was still wearing wet clothes, she lifted her fingertips slightly, and the golden light floated.
When the light dimmed, Gu Mang touched his dry clothes in surprise and joy, and then smiled, "Thank you, you are really a kind person."
Murong Chuyi didn't talk nonsense to him, but asked, "Are you here to catch fish today?"
"Yeah, my princess is ill and he can't eat, so I just want to catch some fresh fatty fish and cook him a dish." Gu Mang rubbed his nose, "The family has to help each other."
Murong Chuyi frowned slightly: "Princess?... Princess Mengze?"
Gu Mang waved his hands again and again: "It's Princess Mo Xi."
"..."
It seems that this beast of the altar who has lost his mental memory is not deliberately shy, calling himself "Little Dragon Girl", after all, even the iron-blooded god of war Mo Xi has been nicknamed "Princess" by him.
Murong Chuyi looked away from Gu Mang expressionlessly, stood by the lake with his hands folded to face the wind, and said, "Come ashore."
Gu Mang went ashore with a net bag without knowing why.
Murong Chuyi asked, "What fish do you want?"
Gu Mang still didn't know why, but answered very honestly, "Mandarin fish."
"A few."
"The more the better."
"It's a lot of waste." Murong Chuyi said, "I see almost five of them."
"?" Gu Mang wondered, "What are you doing? Help me catch fish?"
The word "fishing" is really a bit of a slap in the face of Murong Chuyi, a Chonghua crazy immortal. You must know that this is a master craftsman who even Yue Juntian can't measure the depth of his Taoism.
I saw Murong Chuyi flicking his sleeves, and a silver arrow burst out of the air. The arrow swam very fast, and disappeared in the peach blossom pond. The arrow has been stretched to a length of 10 feet, and five live and plump peach blossom mandarin fish are strung on it.
Gu Mang opened his blue-colored glass-like eyes slightly. He looked at the fish, then turned to look at Murong Chuyi. After a while, he simply and rudely expressed his inner reverence.
"Hold… "
No wonder he forced out all the swear words that Gu Shuaiai used to say, it's really... Dare he worked so hard for a long time, why not Murong Chuyi waved his sleeve and snapped his finger
Murong Chuyi's fingertips moved slightly, all the fish entered the bamboo basket behind Gu Mang, and the silver spirit arrow disappeared. Murong Chuyi said, "If there is anything else you want, let's talk about it together."
Gu Mang shook his head and stared at this handsome man in white clothes in the golden afterglow.
He is a straight-forward person. Whatever he thinks in his heart, he just says what he says, so he said, "No wonder the little white bird worships you so much."
Murong Chuyi frowned slightly: "White bird?"
"It's Yue... Yue... Yueh." Gu Mang shook his head in distress, "Alas, I can't remember his name again."
"Yue Chenqing?"
"That's right! It's him!" Gu Mang clapped his hands and smiled, "No wonder he likes to run after you. Big brother, you are so amazing! Can you teach me how to catch fish, too?"
"..." Murong Chuyi sighed softly and said, "You spread your hands out."
Gu Mang did as he did, but Murong Chuyi did not know where he conjured a silver needle and put it in Gu Mang's palm. Gu Mang asked curiously, "What is this?"
"Listen to the sound arrow." Murong Chuyi said, "I gave you fifty arrows. You can change the size of this arrow at will, and follow orders. Is it enough for you to catch fish?"
Gu Mang was overjoyed, and thanked him repeatedly: "Enough is enough! You are so arrogant! And you are a good person!" After he finished speaking, he put the silver needle into the Qiankun bag carefully, and then carefully put the Qiankun bag into the placket, It's like a puppy who bothers to hide meat and bones.
After hiding, he said again: "Thank you good man!"
"..." Murong Chuyi was not used to people thinking that he was a good person. For a long time, the people of Chonghua felt that he was inhumane, just a Chonghua idiot who was fervently pursuing the way of refining weapons. Because of this, his expression was a little stiff and unnatural, he was silent for a moment, and then staggered the topic, "Don't talk to anyone about what you've seen today, especially Yue Chenqing, don't tell him."
Gu Mang nodded, but said again: "It's easy to talk, but there is one person who may not be able to hide it."
"Who?"
"Mo Xi." Gu Mang said, "Pharmacist Jiang said that the heart-suppressing herb can also be used as a poison, so I asked him about this herb, and he would definitely tell Mo Xi."
Murong Chuyi thought for a moment and said, "It's alright. I will explain it to Xi and Jun first. You don't have to worry about this matter. You just need to remember that you can't tell a third person."
"Then what if Mo Xi asks me first?"
"You can answer truthfully."
"Okay." Gu Mang agreed. After agreeing, he couldn't help but ask, "Is your body okay now?"
"It doesn't matter. In the past, Peach Blossom Lake was enough to suppress, but today it is an accident."
"Oh... But what's wrong with you... Little White Bird, they don't know?"
Murong Chuyi said lightly, "I know a little bit, but not much. Actually, it's not a big problem, but Yue Chenqing has been asking the truth. I don't want to talk to him, so please keep it a secret."
There are too many loopholes in this statement, and the reason for secrecy is too far-fetched, only a fool would believe it.
But Gu Mang was not much different from a fool, so Gu Mang believed it, and sincerely raised his hand with Murong Chuyi and swore that he would never tell this matter.
After saying goodbye to Murong Chuyi and returning to the mansion, the sky was already dark.
Standing at the door, Li Wei stretched his neck and looked around. Seeing him coming back in the twilight with a shoulder draped over his shoulders, Li Wei couldn't help being overjoyed. He hurriedly stepped forward and said, "What's the matter with you? Are you fishing or raising fish? You came back so late! "
Gu Mang took off the back basket and handed it to him. He smiled and said, "I caught five fat fish. If I have time, I can borrow it from the kitchen."
After living in Xihe Mansion for so long, Gu Mang had never handled fish, but he remembered what to do. In the scattered fragments he has recalled, he has cooked many dishes made with fish. So Gu Mang pondered his memory of cooking ingredients, and quickly picked up a few dishes and put them in the food box.
When he walked out of the kitchen door, he saw Li Weizheng waiting outside, Gu Mang asked, "Is he still in the study?"
"Yeah, I went into the study right away, and I didn't eat anything."
Gu Mang carried the food box and said, "Then look at me. I'm the best at coaxing junior brother."
Li Wei said happily: "Oh..."
Oh, after a while, he felt that the address in Gu Mang's mouth was wrong, and he rebelled again, so he sternly said "Huh?" But Gu Mang had already walked to the end of the corridor carrying the food box.
The lanterns flowed silently, the copper lamp oil pooled, and the candlelight streamed on Mo Xi's cold, hard-line and angular profile.
Now, although the war in the north has subsided, it is not a long-term event. , If this consumption continues, I am afraid that the fisherman will benefit in vain.
Therefore, the truce is a truce. In fact, the two countries are still fighting each other. The comparison is whoever recovers first and who recovers more vigorously. Your Majesty has been paying attention to Liao Kingdom's actions this year. The report in Mo Xi's hand was collected by Chonghua's secret guards. , Mo Xi frowned.
He was reading the detailed notes of the "Eight Bitterness and Eternal Grief Flower", a kind of demon flower leftover, when suddenly the shadow of the lamp flickered, Gu Mang pushed the door open and walked straight to his desk.
"Junior Brother Mo, it's time to eat."
"..." Mo Xi raised his eyes and said, "Just put it down. Also, don't call me that. I've taught you a few times? Why don't you have a long memory."
Gu Mang didn't listen to him.
To deal with this person, you can't reason too much with him, and it is best to face it head-on. Gu Mang pretended to be deaf and dumb, opened the food box, and took out the dishes one by one.
Mo Xi frowned and said, "What's the nonsense?"
Gu Mang said, "I'm not fooling around, you read your book, I'll eat my meal, and I'll leave half of it for you."
"...you want to have dinner with me?"
Gu Mang blinked: "Didn't you use it together?"
"… "
In the hall before, although the two of them had eaten at the same table, one table was one table, and it was different from eating dishes from the same food box.
Gu Mang learned the tone from his memory and said, "Oh, I can't help it either, there's nothing delicious in the kitchen, so I can only rub against you. Xi and Jun, you can do good deeds, there are plenty of adults, and I will give half of them. OK?"
Seeing that Mo Xi was quite speechless, he tried his best to add fire.
"And today's dishes are all made by me. You are not afraid that I will poison you in it? So I will eat it first as a respect, and try a poison for you, so that you can eat happily and eat with confidence."
Mo Xi glared at him and said, "What are you talking about?"
But let him go.
So Gu Mang happily placed the prepared four dishes, one soup and one simple meal on Mo Xi's spotless red sandalwood desk.
The dishes are still hot and fragrant. Although they are just some home-cooked stir-fries, they are not as delicate as those made by the cooks, but they smell very good, and the colors are refreshing and attractive.
A dish of crystal meat, the meat is sliced thinly and the elbow skin is tender and glutinous. It is served with Zhenjiang vinegar with some ground ginger. A plate of stir-fried green lettuce with ling lotus root, tender ling and green lettuce are smooth and delicious, and the vegetable juice is fresh and tender. Another plate of braised spring bamboo shoots, crispy and tender bamboo tips wrapped in thick and fragrant sauce. The soup is simple, just boiled a bowl of bamboo fungus, mushroom and mushroom soup, decorated with a few pieces of green leaves and a few pieces of fresh ham, it is a soup that nourishes the stomach.
And what came out of the last food box was a plate of sweet and sour mandarin fish. The fish is served with finely chopped shredded ginger to remove the fishy smell. After steaming, pour it with oil and pour out a strong fragrance. Even the edges of the fish skin are crispy and yellow, and the fish fat is plump and tender. At this time, pour the thick syrup vinegar sauce. Covered in the fish, one chopstick went down, the white and translucent fish meat and condensed fat trembled slightly, wrapped in sweet and sour sauce...
"It's delicious." Gu Mang threw his chopsticks happily, not giving any face to Mo Xi, who was reading with his eyes down, "The meat of the fish's stomach is mine."
He ate like this for a while. Seeing that he really wanted to pick up his chopsticks to clean out the most tender part of the vinegar fish's stomach, Mo Xi finally couldn't help but close the bamboo slip, raised his hand and squeezed Gu Gu. Bumpy wrist.
Gu Mang's cheeks bulged: "Why?"
Mo Xi stared at him, took his chopsticks out of his hands unceremoniously, took the bowl with his own rice next to him, and put the piece of fish in his bowl.
Although Gu Mang smiled inwardly, his face showed a look of exasperation: "Why did you rob me?!"
Mo Xi returned the chopsticks to him angrily, and picked up his own pair: "Otherwise, so what. Could it be that after you finish eating, I will gnaw on your bones?"
When he said this, he took a bite out of the fish, and Gu Mang, who was facing the table, shuddered inexplicably. .
Break your bones, swallow your blood...
Such a pretentious gesture and eyes made Gu Mang's skull throbbing, and some memories of intertwined limbs flashed vaguely, as if strings were fastened on his forehead, as if he was eager to tell Gu Mang—
Yes. Once upon a time, it was this seemingly cold man, like a beast with white teeth and cold teeth, who took his bones and blood for himself, and devoured him...
He looked at Mo Xi's handsome face, from the high nose bridge to the thin and sexy lips, he was caught off guard, and his heartbeat suddenly leaked twice.
This kind of perception made Gu Mang faintly feel that something was wrong in his heart. It was hot and uneasy, like a fire that had rekindled from the ashes and was born from the pyre, and it was like a cluster of tender new shoots that were unsettled by the spring breeze in April. Slowly and slowly opened.
He suddenly remembered the memory of the night of the weak crown. At that time, Mo Xi's lips once touched his, and it was so soft to the touch, but the whole person in the memory trembled...
But Mo Xi didn't notice Gu Mang's strange gaze, he concentrated on eating the fish, his pale lower lip got some sauce, and he licked it inadvertently.
At this moment, Gu Mang's heart was hot, and he had an inexplicable impulse and primitive desire - he actually wanted to lean in and lightly touch Mo Xi's cheek and lips.
He didn't even understand what this desire meant, but instinctively felt that there was a fire in his chest, and only by doing this could he calm down his impetuousness.
His Adam's apple moved slightly, like a young beast probing for danger.
The author has something to say:
Gu Mangmang: Lord, what are you looking for? ?
Mo Xi: The weak crown gift you gave me before.
Gu Mangmang: What do you want that
Mo Xi: Show it to yourself, I believe you can teach yourself.