"Eh? Only Gu Mang? Lord Wangshu, you'd better get more people. "
Both Xi He and Wang Shu had deep enmity with Gu Mang. Someone said sarcastically, "With Gu Mang's current appearance, it's good enough that he's not a disappointment."
The Murong Lian ignored him and continued to stare at Mo Xi. But when he heard this, the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile.
When he smiled, a few juniors who were busy flattering him also smiled.
"Haha, yes, yes, yes. Only Gu Mang really won't do. How would he know how to serve people? It's more like he's infuriating. "
"You've taken care of his business before?"
"He used to be known as a womanizer. I was curious and wanted to play with him. Also, you know, he …"
Before the young master could finish, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck. He looked around and saw that Mo Xi was staring at him coldly. That gaze was like a bayonet on a cold night. It scared him so much that he forgot what he was going to say. He swallowed hard and broke out in cold sweat.
Did he say something wrong?
The young master pondered coldly. But before he could think about it, Mo Xi turned his gaze away. That sharp side profile of his was already calm and indifferent. There was nothing strange about it.
It was as if the ruthlessness in his gaze just now was just an illusion.
The Murong Lian said lazily, "You guys are really interesting. Who is Gu Mang? He used to be the top general of the Chong Hua, my former slave, and Marshal Mo's senior. "
Mo Xi: "…"
"Even if he doesn't know how to serve people, will he be absent from tonight's banquet?" As the Murong Lian spoke, his gaze fell on Mo Xi with ill intentions. "Now that Marshal Mo is back and has come to my residence for a small gathering, how can I not be a good host and share it with him?"
The more he spoke, the darker Mo Xi's eyes became.
In the end, the black clouds were already on the verge of destroying the city. The raging flames transformed into thousands of horses and thousands of soldiers, all of them lying dormant behind their drooping eyelashes with murderous intent.
He did not want to see Gu Mang in such a sorry state in front of these people.
But the Murong Lian's every word was aimed at his weak spot, every sentence pierced his heart.
After saying this, Murong Lian grinned, revealing a smile that caused people to shudder.
"Mo Shuai. Your great enemy, your Senior Brother Gu, aren't you curious about what he has become under my tutelage? Don't you want to see it for yourself? "
In the end, the group still went.
Wangshu Mansion was located on the east side of Chong Hua. It was a grand and magnificent building. Above the mansion, there was a bat-shaped totem seal, which was the emblem of the Wangshu lineage. Most of the people in the mansion wore dark blue robes with golden edges.
This was the rule of Chong Hua. The clothes of the noble families were usually inlaid with golden edges. But according to the Emperor's instructions, the color of the background was different. For example, Xi He's mansion was black with golden edges. Yue Mansion's was white with golden edges.
At this time, eight thousand exquisite celestial lanterns lit up the sky. The banquet was extravagant and extravagant. Halfway through the banquet, everyone's chest relaxed. The juniors who were previously restrained also became lively and lively. They drank and played finger-guessing games with each other. It was very lively.
The Murong Lian reclined on the bamboo couch. His slender and pale hand held a silver stick, fiddling with the incense in the incense burner.
This was a type of intoxicating incense produced in the Liao Country. It was not a big deal to smell it from afar, but when one got close, one would feel like they were floating in the air. After the effect was over, the person would become dispirited. In order to continuously get this stimulation, one could only inhale it every few days. It was difficult to get rid of the addiction. When the Old Lord was ruling the country, this thing was openly forbidden …
Mo Xi looked at the Murong Lian's drunken appearance. His pale and thin face was blurred in the smoke like a mirror. He felt a wave of annoyance.
Yue Chenqing sat next to Mo Xi. He saw the Murong Lian sniffing the smoke and could not help but be curious. He wanted to go over to take a look, but was stopped by Mo Xi.
"Sit down."
"What … is that?"
Mo Xi's face darkened. "Floating like a dream."
Yue Chenqing was shocked. "Ah! Liao Country's' Floating like a dream '? " He looked over anxiously. "… The Lord Wangshu seems to be very addicted. No wonder when I saw him this time, I felt that he was in a bad mood."
"If you touch this incense even once, your father will definitely lock you in the house and not let you out for three to five years."
Yue Chenqing said, "My father? My father is not that irritable. At most, he will threaten to hang me up and beat me. Locking me in the house for three to five years sounds like your idea. "
Without waiting for Mo Xi to get angry, Yue Chenqing smiled and said, "But don't worry. I don't want this kind of illusory happiness. I'm so likable. I don't need 'Floating like a dream'. I'm also very happy. I'm not that depressed. "
Unexpectedly, his last few words just happened to fall into the Murong Lian's ears.
Murong Lian fiddled with the remaining incense in the Golden Beast Cauldron as a soft sneer appeared on her face. Her voice was as lazy as the smoke: "Can't take things easy? Humph, 'Floating like a dream' is hard to find. With your family's financial resources, even if you want to smoke it, you can't afford it. "
Yue Chenqing didn't want to argue with him. He said indifferently, "Yes, Lord Wangshu is of noble blood and rich. How can I compare to you?"
The Murong Lian was satisfied. He turned his head and asked, "Lord Xi He, you don't want to smoke it?"
Seeing Mo Xi's cold expression, the Murong Lian arched his body and chuckled. "I almost forgot. Marshal Mo is also a frugal person. You don't like to be extravagant and wasteful. Ah, it seems that this is a good thing. In the whole Chong Hua, I'm the only one who can enjoy it. "
Mo Xi really didn't want to talk too much with him.
In his memory, the Murong Lian was already the limit of scum. He didn't expect that after so many years, he would still be able to lower his limit.
This person was proud of his status as a pure-blooded noble, but he never worked hard. Instead, he sank deeper and deeper into the quagmire. Now, he could even be called a walking corpse.
Li Wei was right. He was really rotten to the bone.
"My lord." At this moment, the housekeeper of Wangshu Mansion walked in and reported to the Murong Lian. "As per your orders, the people from Falling Plum Villa have been brought here."
"Oh, that's good. Then let them in. "
The banquet had reached its climax. The guests were a little tipsy. The housekeeper received the order and naturally followed it. He clapped his hands and had the best men and women in the villa bring in to liven things up. Mo Xi turned his head. His dark eyes stared at the entrance of the room like a falcon.
Rows of men and women of different shapes and sizes were led in by the housekeeper. Some of them were gorgeous, some were pure, some were humble, some were arrogant, some were unwilling, and some were willing.
But Gu Mang was nowhere to be seen.
"These are all the prostitutes sent by Falling Plum Villa. If anyone likes them, feel free to take them and play with them." Murong Lian lazily waved his hand, "They're just some lowly bastards, if they die, it's on me. Today, this King is treating, shouldn't you all be grateful to the point of tears and loudly praise me?"
Everyone immediately started to flatter him.
"Lord Wangshu is so cool!"
"As expected of Junshang's cousin. Whatever he says or does, it's just a matter of a sentence. How enviable."
A group of people started to flatter Murong Lian, and started to pull those poor people to drink with them and have fun. For a moment, the scene was blurry and chaotic.
"Beauty, what's your name?"
"Come, fill this brother's cup with wine."
Mo Xi's expression became more and more unsightly. After enduring for a long time, he really felt that it was unbearable. Just as he was about to get up and leave, he suddenly heard the Murong Lian say with a laugh, "Lord Xi He, is there nothing you like?"
"You're drunk."
The Murong Lian sneered. "I'm not drunk. Lord Xi He, don't be in a hurry to leave. The person you want to see is already here. It's just that he has a strange temperament now. If he leaves Falling Plum Villa, he will be anxious and fearful. That's why he's standing outside the door and not willing to come in. "
As he said this, he poured himself another cup of wine and drank it in one gulp.
"If you don't believe me, take a look for yourself."
Mo Xi turned to look outside the door. Sure enough, he saw the broken shadow of the bead curtain swaying, revealing a shadowy figure behind it. It was like a vigilant beast hiding in the dark, trying to look outside.
"See?" The Murong Lian said, "Let him come in and play with you?"
Seeing that Mo Xi didn't answer, the Murong Lian smiled, his cheeks flushed red. He stretched and shouted, "Hey, everyone, wait a moment!"
"Lord Wangshu, what's wrong?"
The Murong Lian narrowed his eyes. The disdain and malice on his face almost reached the peak in an instant.
He said, "You guys are really unruly. Each of you is in a hurry to hug a beauty. Who noticed that our noble Lord Xi He's arms are still empty?"
Mo Xi: "…"
If it were any other time, who would dare to joke around with Mo Xi? However, most of the young masters were vegetarians. They wouldn't go to the battlefield with minor injuries, nor would they get out of bed with serious injuries. There weren't many people who had actually worked with Mo Xi before. Moreover, they were drunk, so their words were somewhat unruly.
Someone laughed and said, "Lord Xi He, the capital isn't like the army. Beauties are everywhere. The Lord Wangshu's men are even more peerless. Why do you have to decline?"
"Lord Xi He is in the prime of his life, but he has been busy with military affairs. He should relax once in a while."
"That's right. General Mo has been to the Asura Palace countless times, but he has never entered the green muslin tent. Life is short. Enjoy it while you can, haha."
Among these people, Yue Chenqing was the most sober. When he saw Mo Xi's expression, he knew that something bad was going to happen. He hurriedly said, "Bah, bah, bah. Why don't you all shut up?"
Mo Xi glanced at him and thought that it was rare for this child to be so serious today.
In the end, he continued, "Otherwise, if you continue to spout nonsense, General Mo will go berserk and start killing people. I'll be the first to run!"
Mo Xi: "…"
Everyone looked at each other in dismay. They were half drunk and half sober. They were muddle-headed and had silly smiles on their faces. In this torturous deathly silence, Murong Lian glanced sideways with her peach blossom eyes. Her gaze was intoxicating, but it also contained some coldness: "Lord Xi He, you don't want the women or the men among these dozen or so beauties. Sigh, I think you … "
He smiled maliciously and said, "The one you're worried about is actually your enemy, right?"
After saying this, he shouted towards the door, "Come —! Bring the rebel general Gu Mang to our General Mo! "
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Ah Lian's Heartache
Ah Lian: Why do you hate me? Without me, can Gu Mang, this little traitor, come online? It's impossible!
Ah Lian: It's not that I want to dig up that damn arrogant Mo Xi's weakness so much. I tried so hard to persuade him to come and play. He definitely won't talk to Gu Mang for ten days or half a month!
Ah Lian: How am I the villain? I'm clearly the helper!
Ah Lian: This prince's heart is bitter, but this prince's mouth is still cheap!
Ah Lian: Gu Mang, come out! I've worked so hard to attract customers, I've worked so hard to get a couple, but I'm still being scolded! Come out and pay for my mental damage!
Gu Mang: (Firm face) Only a female wolf will come out.
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