After they finished, their hearts were pounding and the temperature around them was terrifyingly hot. Everything seemed to have nothing to do with them. Time, hatred, sin, hope. At this moment, they were like two young people who loved each other more than ten years ago and wanted to be entangled with the person they loved until the end of time.
When they climaxed again, Gu Mang hugged Mo Xi's neck and couldn't bear it anymore and cried.
Mo Xi heard Gu Mang call his name, calling him shidi, princess, and brother. All the identities and relationships they had in their lives, as long as they were good, were granted to him by Gu Mang in this intense entanglement.
It was as if he wanted to make up for all the heartfelt words they had said in the past fourteen years of love.
·
"Hey, hey, hey, did you hear it at noon today?"
In the evening, the garrison commanders all went to the main tent for a meeting. A few Xiao Xiu soldiers who were free gathered together and whispered.
"Are you talking about … that kind of sound came from General Mo's tent?"
"Yes! So you heard it too? I thought there was something wrong with my ears! "
"But I'm not sure … no one dares to get too close to General Mo's tent. It's probably something else. After all, it's General Mo. " The Xiao Xiu soldier licked his lips a little awkwardly. "We've followed General Mo for so many years, we should know what kind of person he is. He won't mess around with any girl in the camp. "
Everyone felt that what he said was reasonable.
But after a while, someone whispered, "That's right, but don't forget, Princess Meng Ze has also come to the front line."
With this reminder, several people were suddenly enlightened and showed an expression of sudden realization.
"I see!"
"But they've already developed to this point in private?"
"It shouldn't be …"
"Why not! I heard from Xiao Hua in the next camp that he saw General Mo and Princess Meng Ze having a tryst in an alley during the Dragon Boat Festival! For the sake of convenience, Princess Meng Ze dressed as a man and even wore a mask. However, when the two of them were kissing, Xiao Hua happened to see them. Mo Shuai was extremely cautious and immediately covered Princess Meng Ze's face. He's so protective of his wife. Tsk, tsk, tsk. I'm speechless. "
Every time he spoke, everyone would exclaim in surprise.
For a moment, almost all the cultivators who had joined in the fun believed that Princess Meng Ze must have gone to Mo Xi's tent at noon and even slept with Mo Xi.
"The commotion has been going on for at least two hours, right? Stepfather is really capable. "
"The princess's body is so weak, can she take it?"
There were even some who were so bored that they started to worry, "They are already like this and that, does Ruler know? I think it's wrong for our stepfather to do this. He hasn't even married her yet and he's already done it. It's not good. "
"Do you think the princess will accidentally get pregnant …"
In the main tent, Gu Mang, who had put on the golden mask again, stood by the wall and couldn't help but sneeze softly, "Ah Chou —!"
Many people had gathered in the tent to discuss how to fight the next battle. As an inconspicuous little attendant, Gu Mang stood in the corner and wasn't very eye-catching. But when he looked up after sneezing, he saw Mo Xi standing next to the sand table with his arms crossed, looking at him from a distance.
When Gu Mang saw him, his face burned and his heart burned even more.
There were so many people in the tent. The Murong Lian was talking about his opinion in front of the sand table with a cigarette in his mouth. Princess Meng Ze, who was dressed in a black and gold military uniform and had her hair tied up with a golden ribbon, was also listening attentively. The rest of the team leaders were gathered around the sand table with their attendants.
Mo Xi, who was separated by so many people, deliberately looked at him because of his sneeze.
Under the gaze of so many people, Gu Mang couldn't help but feel a little guilty. He wanted to look at Mo Xi, but he was afraid that someone would find out something was wrong. But he couldn't dwell on it for too long. The Murong Lian's deduction was quickly rejected by Meng Ze. Meng Ze only used two military deployments to destroy the Murong Lian's attack route.
The Murong Lian bit his cigarette and squinted at the situation on the sand table. In the end, he spat out a few words, "A woman's heart is the most poisonous. I'm convinced."
Meng Ze didn't argue with him. Instead, he smiled at him apologetically, "Brother Lian, I'm so sorry."
The Murong Lian snorted.
Next was Mo Xi's turn.
Mo Mie retracted his gaze from Gu Mang and walked up to the sand table. He looked at the simulation that Murong Lian had left behind and lowered his head in thought for a moment. He adjusted a few of the flags that represented combat strength and then began his explanation of the attack.
Speaking of which, this was the first time Gu Mang saw Mo Xi as a general strategizing.
In the year of his "betrayal", Mo Xi was still too young. Although he had experience in leading troops alone, it wasn't a particularly big battle. After he left, Mo Xi had also grown up. However, he and Mo Xi had been enemies for so many years.
"The practitioners of the Red Plume Camp will prepare the healing formation on the left side. Leave 200 medical practitioners at the place where I marked the blue flag." Mo Xi lowered his long eyelashes and took down the two blue flags that the Murong Lian had placed on the South Peak. He changed them to the lakeside in the suburbs. "The Northern Frontier Army will allocate 3,000 people to cooperate with these medical practitioners and activate the Black Tortoise Formation and the Demon Repelling Formation."
Gu Mang leaned against the wall, the furthest place from Mo Xi. He quietly watched this man become the focus of the entire room and listened to him carefully and meticulously plan the overall battle situation.
He used to stand in that position. Now that Mo Xi replaced him and became the backbone and core of the Northern Frontier Army, Gu Mang felt that there was no better arrangement than this.
He only vaguely felt that his memory was fading faster and faster recently. He didn't know how long he could stay awake and watch him like this.
"Hey, you, yes, it's you." Suddenly, someone entered the tent and called out to him in a low voice.
Gu Mang was slightly startled. "Looking for me? What's the matter? "
"You're Lord Xi He's personal guard, right? The imperial capital's transport officer who supplies magic tools and talismans is here. I'll have to trouble you to clear out the supplies first. "
Gu Mang wanted to turn around and look at Mo Xi. However, because Mo Xi spoke in detail and his tactics were very strange, many people who were standing around casually gathered around the sand table. From Gu Mang's angle, he could no longer see Mo Xi's entire face. He could only vaguely make out Mo Xi's silhouette through the gaps in the crowd.
Because of this, Gu Mang felt somewhat melancholy but also somewhat comforted.
In fact, he already knew that this would happen. When he saw Mo Xi sitting under the tree in the academy and reading the scroll seriously, he knew that Mo Xi would one day become the center of attention.
His pearl was emitting brilliance. This was really good.
Gu Mang agreed to Xiao Xiu's request and quietly turned around to leave the tent. The former commander-in-chief of the Northern Frontier Army was now so inconspicuous that no one would notice or discover him if he quietly walked out like this.
Mo Xi was always very focused when he was deducing the route of the army. When he finished, the sky was completely dark. However, the layout was very exquisite. Everyone didn't feel bored listening to it. On the contrary, many people felt a chill run down their spines and their clothes were soaked with sweat because of his design. After he finished talking about the siege, several team leaders heaved a heavy sigh of relief.
"It's too scary …"
"Stepfather really dared to think …"
When the military meeting dispersed, those people walked back to their own tents and gathered together to whisper.
Mo Xi was very focused when he was talking and didn't feel tired. After he finished talking, he sat down and finally felt a wave of tiredness. He raised his hand to support his forehead and slowly rubbed between his eyebrows.
The people in the main tent gradually left. Even though these people felt that there was no flaw in his story and that no one present could break his fighting style, Mo Xi still felt that he could reduce the losses. So he still sat in front of the sand table, planning to rest for a while before deducing again.
Just as he was rubbing his eyebrows to relax, he heard the sound of tea being poured not far away. After a while, a cup of warm tea was handed to him.
At this time, everyone had already left. Mo Xi naturally thought that only Gu Mang could silently stay here to accompany him. He closed his tired eyes and said, "Sorry, I was busy just now and didn't have time to see you. What tea did you make? "
"Miraculous Rain from Lingshan."
Mo Xi suddenly opened his eyes and raised his head with a slight change in expression.
"Meng Ze …"
Murong Meng Ze smiled gently and said, "Of course I know that you were explaining the sand table to them. I was also very focused. How could I be angry because you didn't look at me?"
This misunderstanding was a bit big, but Mo Xi couldn't explain it. Otherwise, what would he say? That the person he wanted to see was not him, but the attendant next to him? This was practically pushing Gu Mang to the teeth of the storm.
He saw Meng Ze's eyes move, as if because of his overly gentle words just now, a tiny bit of hope rose. Mo Xi was silent for a moment, then said, "It's getting late. We have to attack the city again tomorrow. You should go back and rest."
"But I want to accompany you."
Seeing that Mo Xi was about to speak again, Meng Ze immediately stopped him and said, "I know what you want to say. You want me to cherish my reputation and not follow you all the time, or you want to say that you don't have any romantic feelings for me and don't want me to misunderstand."
Mo Xi, "…"
Meng Ze's slender neck drooped. Although he didn't lose his composure, his expression was somewhat sad. "You've said these words to me for many years. I can even recite them by heart. I know very well that you only treat me with gratitude and no other feelings. I'm not stingy with other feelings — but can't you let me look at you and accompany you? "
Mo Xi said, "If you keep looking at me and accompanying me, you won't be able to see the other people you really should be looking at."
Meng Ze looked up, his eyes glistening with tears. "You don't have to worry about me. Meng Ze will choose who to look at and accompany in this life. No matter what the outcome is, I won't regret it. I don't ask that person to look back at me … I just want to know, Big Brother, do you have someone else in your heart now? "
Mo Xi didn't expect her to ask such a question directly. He was silent for a moment, then put down the untouched teacup and looked up at her. "I always have."
Meng Ze wasn't too surprised to hear these words, but his body still trembled. After a long while, he forced out a smile with a pale face and said, "… That's true … When you rejected me in the past … you told me that you wouldn't like me. But I, I … "She couldn't continue, her voice trembling slightly.
She didn't finish her sentence, but Mo Xi knew what she meant.
He had already expressed his feelings to her, saying that there was no place for anyone else in his heart. But how could Meng Ze believe him in the past? She only thought of it as a way for him to reject her.
After all, he didn't have any intimate interactions with any girl, and he couldn't say that the person he loved was Gu Mang. So no one thought that Mo Xi's words about "having someone else in his heart" were true.
Until recently, when the traces of ambiguity became more and more obvious, and many details floated to the surface, Mo Xi's words finally became convincing.
Meng Ze held the edge of the table for a while, then forced a smile. "Which family's daughter is it? You … why did you hide it from everyone for so long …"
"It's not a daughter."
Meng Ze's face became paler. "Is it … a commoner?"
"…"
In this silence, Meng Ze's gaze swept past Mo Xi's hair band. The crown Mo Xi wore by mistake that day had naturally been changed. This man didn't even care about these small things, so he didn't even realize that he had worn a band that obviously didn't belong to him.
Meng Ze said softly, "Brother, you're a noble."
Mo Xi folded his hands in front of the table and looked up at her.
Meng Ze said sadly, "Do you think you can be with an ordinary girl? Let's not talk about the distant ones, take a look at the near ones, Lord Wangshu. Chong Hua has so many examples, you … you grew up in Wang Cheng, you know … "
Mo Xi said, "Do you think Lord Wangshu didn't know?"
"Then you should think about what happened to him!"
Mo Xi paused for a while and sighed. "Meng Ze, thank you for reminding me. But I don't have anything to do with him or anyone else. I'll protect him. "
"…"
"Because I like him."
Meng Ze's eyes were full of tears. Mo Xi got up and said to her, "I'll protect you too."
Meng Ze asked with tears in her eyes, "Because of what?"
"Because I'm grateful to you."
When Meng Ze heard this, he closed his eyes and smiled sadly.
"I've told you a long time ago that I owe you my life. If you ever need me, I'll do everything I can for you."
"But this heart," Mo Xi pursed his lips and said, "is something I can't give you."
Meng Ze looked up again and asked in a trembling voice, "… You won't change your mind again, will you?"
As a member of the royal family, Mo Mie was well aware of how humiliating it was for her to ask such a question. However, this wasn't something that could be changed just because of humiliation.
Mo Xi looked into her eyes and said, "I won't."
After a moment of silence, Meng Ze laughed softly in this dead silence. She looked up and choked with sobs, "… Okay … Okay …"
She didn't force anything else. Or perhaps she had said and done all that she should have said and done over the years.
"Brother Mo …"
"I can't wait for you to be a little more hypocritical. It's good that you can deceive me. But you won't even give me a dream. "
"You're really … really …"
She didn't know how to end this conversation, which was a complete failure for her. She wanted to smile to maintain her shattered dignity, but tears almost came out of her eyes. She opened her eyes wide and tried hard to hold back her tears.
Then, she turned around and slowly, almost as if she was walking unsteadily, left the large tent of the military camp.
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