Gu Mang looked at him, his bare toes rubbing back and forth uneasily under the table.
Suddenly, he said, "My rice pocket and I will keep warm together."
Mo Xi looked at him indifferently, "So?"
"You have less clothes, so you are cold. I have less clothes, so I am cold. You are cold, I am cold. When we are together, it will be hot. "
"…"
Mo Xi was gay, and Gu Mang was his old lover. Even if the walls of reason were high enough to prevent overstepping boundaries, it was impossible to lock down some of the instincts of the body. He was very clear that he had a very strong reaction to Gu Mang. If they were really wearing thin clothes together, it would not be as simple as just being hot.
Mo Xi was angry because of this, as if he had been deliberately seduced. Although this "seduction" could be said to be his own wild imagination, his face clearly darkened.
He stared at Gu Mang for a while, and suddenly released the fingers that were pinching his chin. Almost in disgust, he pulled a piece of rice paper and wiped it. He said coldly, "Don't think too highly of yourself."
"Can't I?"
"Who do you think you are?"
Hearing this, Gu Mang did not look sad at all. He just looked back at Mo Xi, and all his emotions were written clearly on his face. Mo Xi could easily see confusion, confusion, and fear in his eyes … but there was no emotion that made him feel happy.
If Gu Mang could be hurt by his harsh words, even if it was just a little bit, Mo Xi felt that he would not be so irritable.
Gu Mang answered, "I thought I was a companion. Your companion. "
Mo Xi did not say anything. After a while, he raised his finger and hooked the slave lock around Gu Mang's neck with one finger. His fingertip slowly moved down, and fiddled with the iron piece hanging from the black iron lock.
He lowered his head and said, "Do you think I will be a companion with someone who wears this thing?"
"You're a traitor, and I'm your sworn enemy," Mo Xi said softly. "That won't change. Gu Mang, we can never go back. "
As the year-end ceremony approached, Mo Xi was increasingly certain that Gu Mang was not pretending. He had indeed lost all of his memories and intelligence due to the loss of his two souls.
Mo Xi had been gloomy about this for a long time.
One day, Mo Xi returned from the imperial court with news that Jiang Yaoshi had finally returned from his travels. Jiang Fuli was the best alchemist in Chong Hua. She was involved in a wide range of difficult and complicated diseases. Gu Mang could not rely on anyone else, but Jiang Fuli could still be counted on. Thus, Mo Xi held on to the last glimmer of hope and brought Gu Mang to the Jiang residence to pay a visit.
Jiang Fuli's personality was very unruly and eccentric. Chong Hua was greedy, angry, and crazy. Greedy was Murong Lian, and crazy was Murong Chuyi. As for anger, it referred to anger and hatred towards a rebellious state. She would lose her temper if she did not get what she wanted. Jiang Fuli was Jiang Yaoshi.
This Jiang Yaoshi was unrestrained because of his talent. He never spoke well and did things his own way.
"I heard that after he returned home, he found out that his wife had met Li Qingqian. He was so angry that he did not speak to his wife for the whole day. He even asked his wife if there was something wrong with her head, and if so, she should take medicine."
"Aiya, why did he do that?"
"I don't know the details. He probably thought that his wife was too rash. He also seemed to have gone to the Yue residence to scold Murong Chuyi. He said that Murong Chuyi should not have meddled in other people's business and involved his wife. "
"Haha, didn't Murong Chuyi fight with him?"
"Murong Chuyi was not in the residence at all. Jiang Fuli smashed more than ten sets of tea sets in the Yue residence before he left angrily. He said that if Murong Chuyi dared to involve his wife again, he would personally tie him up and throw him into the cauldron to make pills. I heard that he even scolded Young Master Yue until he cried. "
"Wow, he's so fierce …"
That was it.
It was not that Mo Xi had not met Jiang Fuli before, but his impression of this person was really bad. If not for the fact that he had no one to turn to, he really would not have visited the Jiang residence.
However, when he turned his head and saw Gu Mang and his meal bag in the courtyard, he felt that he had to make this trip.
In the main hall of the Jiang residence, two lanterns with twined branches were burning vigorously. Thousands of whale oil candles lit up the night like it was daytime. All the decorations in the hall were of high quality with exquisite workmanship. They were a hundred times more exquisite than the residences of ordinary cultivators. It could even be called extravagant.
After the meal, the housekeeper prepared a generous amount of tea and snacks and ordered someone to inform the Jiang family's shopkeeper, Jiang Fuli, at the back of the residence.
They originally thought that Jiang Fuli would appear immediately, but unexpectedly, they waited for a long time. Mo Xi closed his eyes to rest, while Gu Mang kept eating while holding a plate. The green porcelain plate was filled with peach cakes and candied fruits. He stuffed all of them into his mouth. After finishing his plate, he licked his lips and felt that he still wanted more, so he reached out to grab Mo Xi's plate. He also secretly glanced at Mo Xi. Seeing that he did not even bat an eyelash, he felt relieved and buried his head in eating.
Unexpectedly, Mo Xi suddenly asked, "Are you very hungry?"
Gu Mang was startled and said vaguely, "Do you want some? There's still some left. I thought you didn't want to eat … "
Mo Xi said lightly, "I don't want to eat."
"Okay, okay, then I'll take care of it for you." The last two words were actually very difficult to distinguish because Gu Mang had stuffed another large piece of walnut cake into his mouth. Even though his bulging cheeks were trying very hard to move, all he could make was a strange gurgling sound.
Although Mo Xi did not say anything, his straight eyebrows furrowed slightly. He did not want to see Gu Mang's unsightly table manners anymore, so he turned to ask the housekeeper, "What's taking you so long? Could it be that your master has something to do and can't come out at the last moment? "
The housekeeper replied, "The shopkeeper is treating Lord Changfeng's daughter. She should be fine soon."
Mo Xi frowned and said, "I've been hearing about Lord Changfeng recently. What illness does his daughter have?"
"Berserk heart disease." The housekeeper said, "Lord Changfeng's daughter's spiritual core is too violent. She's too young and can't control herself. She's already hurt many young masters and young ladies in the Cultivation School. Sigh … "As he spoke, he could not bear to see her like this." She's only seven years old. When her illness doesn't act up, she's very quiet and well-behaved. She's also very polite, but no one wants to interact with her. She's quite pitiful. "
"Can you treat her well?"
"It can't be cured in a short time." The housekeeper said, "The Cultivation School's intention is that if she hurts anyone again, her spiritual core will be destroyed and she'll be expelled from the school."
After hearing this, Mo Xi was silent for a moment, then asked, "Doesn't that mean she won't be able to cultivate from now on?"
"Not only won't she be able to cultivate, it's very dangerous to destroy her spiritual core. If she's not careful, it might damage her mind and turn her into a fool."
"…"
"Lord Changfeng and his wife had a daughter at an old age, but they didn't expect her to be in such a situation. Their tears have dried up. Sigh, actually, Lord Changfeng's daughter has been doing her best to restrain herself. She wants to slowly control the power of her spiritual core … She's constantly getting better, but … "The housekeeper sighed." Lord Xi He knows that most of the people in the school are the children of nobles. No one is willing to take the risk of going in and out with a crazy child. Lord Changfeng begged for a long time and pulled a lot of strings before he reluctantly allowed her to stay until today — but the other old nobles have very strong opinions. If she hurts anyone again, I'm afraid she won't be able to stay, no matter whose child she hits. "
Mo Xi immediately recalled that Lord Changfeng had given him a gift before. So it was because of this reason.
He was about to speak when he heard a man's dignified voice from the inner hall. "Old Zhou, you're so long-winded. Who told you to carelessly leak information about the patient?"
The housekeeper immediately shut his mouth.
Mo Xi turned his head and saw a man in his early thirties walk out from behind the golden screen. This man was wearing an exquisite and luxurious light green embroidered robe. The lapels of his robe were overlapping and the waist belt was properly buckled. With a flick of his wide sleeves, he unceremoniously turned around and sat down on the seat of honor. Then he raised his pale almond-shaped eyes. His face was cold and his eyebrows were arrogant.
Mo Xi said, "Pharmacist Jiang."
Jiang Fuli put his fingers on the armchair and glanced at the visitor. His thin lips moved and closed. Without a word of greeting, he said directly, "You're healthy. There's no need to treat you. "
Mo Xi asked, "What about him?"
Jiang Fuli glanced at Gu Mang again. "He has all five types of poison. There's no cure."
Although Mo Xi had already given up hope about Gu Mang's memory, when he heard Jiang Fuli's denial, his heart couldn't help but sink.
Mo Xi closed his eyes and didn't give up. He asked, "There's no possibility of recovery at all?"
"There is." Jiang Fuli raised his eyebrows slightly and sneered. "Go to heaven or hell, find his two scattered souls and everything will be solved. The problem is, does Lord Xi He know where to find them? "
Normally, if it was anyone else who spoke to Mo Xi like this, Mo Xi would be angry. But Jiang Fuli's strength was that no one in Chong Hua would look at him and scold him for being a profiteer, black-hearted, and profiteering from the dead. But no one in Chong Hua would really do anything to him. Even Jun Shang couldn't do anything to him.
Because he was a rare divine doctor in the world.
Mo Xi glanced at Gu Mang, who was staring blankly at the plate of snacks, and turned to ask Jiang Fuli, "… Pharmacist Jiang, is there any other way to at least make him remember a little?"
"If you only want him to remember a little, there's no need to do anything." Jiang Fuli said straightforwardly, "A part of his memory has been taken away, but it doesn't mean that he has forgotten everything. As time goes by, he will naturally recover a little. "
Mo Xi's heart suddenly skipped a beat. "How much can he recover?"
"It depends on his luck." Jiang Fuli said, "But if the two missing souls aren't restored, he won't be able to remember most things."
Seeing Mo Xi's eyes dim for a moment, Jiang Fuli sneered and said, "Actually, when it comes to things like memory, it's best to either recover it completely or forget it completely. There are only some scattered fragments left. That's the most torturous thing. If I were him, I'd rather be lost like this and avoid a lot of pain. "
The candlelight crackled. Jiang Fuli changed into a more comfortable position and leaned against the cushion. She said lazily, "Besides … a person's divine sense is erratic. Who knows what past he will suddenly remember?"
Jiang Fuli's words made Mo Xi's heart skip a beat.
That's right. If he only recovered some incomplete memories by chance, who knew what they would be?
Gu Mang had too many secrets in the first half of his life, and he had also suffered too much. To put it simply, there was Mo Xi's affair with him and the Murong Lian's humiliation of him. To put it simply, there were some military secrets of the bastard army and the oppression of the ruler.
If Gu Mang suddenly remembered these scattered fragments, what would Gu Mang do?
Mo Xi only thought about it for a moment, but he already felt a bone-piercing chill.
Jiang Fuli obviously saw through his thoughts. She smiled maliciously. "Isn't it very scary?"
"…"
"If he remembers how the ruler treated him back then, without the cause and effect, he'll probably become even more crazy and uncontrollable. At that time, Lord Xi He, it'll be very troublesome for you to clean up the mess. "
Mo Xi glanced at Jiang Fuli. Looking at her calm face in the candlelight, he said, "You have medicine."
He didn't use a question.
Jiang Fuli sneered. "You're so smart. I don't have a way to help him recover his memories, but I can prescribe a lot of medicine to prevent him from remembering those dark memories. "
This handsome man had the face of a profiteer. He turned the jade thumb ring on his hand like a hunter waiting for a beast to be thrown into a cage. "Do you want it?"
Mo Xi was naturally someone who didn't lack money. His long legs wrapped in black leather boots were crossed, and one elbow rested on the back of the chair. He didn't even look up as he said, "Name your price."
"Okay." Money made Jiang Fuli's expression slightly better. He said, "You're more straightforward than the ruler."
"The ruler also knows that he might be able to recover his memories?"
"Why should I hide it from him?" Jiang Fuli said, "But he hopes that Gu Mang doesn't care about anything else and will do whatever he thinks of."
Mo Xi was silent for a moment. "… You can prescribe the medicine."
Jiang Fuli said, "Let me make it clear first. This medicine is for calming the mind. Although it can help to suppress dark emotions, it can't absolutely influence Gu Mang's choice of memories. If one day he still remembers some bitter and vengeful things, and you open your eyes to find him holding a knife to your neck, I won't refund you. " After he finished speaking, he tapped the wooden table with his white jade-like fingers. He raised his chin arrogantly and pointed at the signboard of the pharmacist's residence. "Everything will be done according to the rules of the Jiang residence."
Mo Xi didn't even bother to look at Jiang Fuli's tattered signboard. The first time he saw this signboard when he was young, it had left a deep shadow in his heart. Since then, his image of pharmacists helping the world changed greatly.
No matter how bad other pharmacies were, they still had to hang admonitions such as "Practicing Medicine to Help the World" or "Cheating Both Old and Young" on their doors.
Jiang Yaoshi's restaurant had eight indomitable words hanging on it.
"I'll kill whoever dares to mess with me."
Jiang Fuli asked rather unruly, "Do you understand?"
Mo Xi's expression didn't change as he answered, "Prescribe the medicine."
Jiang Fuli said, "Okay, one course of treatment costs seventy thousand gold shellfish."
"Pfft —" Even Steward Zhou of the Jiang residence couldn't bear to listen to this price, but he immediately coughed. "Cough, cough, I have a cold, a cold."
Jiang Fuli glanced at him and grinned with her white teeth. "Okay, I'll give you the medicine later."
Steward Zhou, "…"
Mo Xi took out the shellfish and gold banknotes from his Qiankun bag. At this moment, Gu Mang stuck his head over. He had stayed in Luo Mei Resort for so long, so he understood the word "shellfish" the most.
Now his companion wanted to spend money. Shellfish, not only shellfish, but also gold shellfish. Not only did he have to spend gold shellfish, he actually spent seventy thousand gold shellfish …
How long would it take for him to earn that much money?
Seeing that Mo Xi was about to give the money to the fierce male with almond-shaped eyes, Gu Mang couldn't take it anymore. He suddenly reached out and grabbed Mo Xi's wrist, shaking his head solemnly.
"Don't give it to me."
Mo Xi glanced at him and said, "My money."
"…"
"Let go."
Gu Mang thought for a while, but couldn't think of any reason to stop him. He could only sigh and silently let go of his hand. Then he asked, "There's no money. Will we go hungry? "
Mo Xi ignored him and only put seven shellfish banknotes worth ten thousand gold on the table. He pushed them to Jiang Fuli with his long fingers.
Jiang Fuli probably didn't even look at his wife with such a kind gaze. He took the shellfish banknotes and ordered the steward to bring a pen and paper. Then he pulled a fine red sandalwood box from the table and took out a clear crystal spectacle from inside. He placed it in front of his left eye and started writing with a writing brush.
It was probably because the days were no longer so gloomy after leaving Fallen Plum Villa that Gu Mang's bloodthirstiness began to gradually recover. He was no longer in that indifferent state.
His curiosity also returned to this old and scarred body.
Therefore, when he saw Jiang Fuli wearing the crystal spectacle, he asked, "What is this?"
Jiang Fuli said calmly, "Spectacle."
"Why do you wear it?"
"I'm night blind."
"What is night blind?"
"It means that I can't see things clearly at night."
"Then why do you only wear one eye?"
"I'm only blind in my left eye."
Gu Mang replied with an "oh", but then he thought it was wrong and said, "Night blind people can't see things in the dark. But your room is so shiny."
"Magic damage is not a common disease. My left eye is blind at night. No matter how many lights are lit, it can only make it convenient for my right eye to see. "
"…"
Jiang Fuli's cold gaze came from behind the crystal spectacle and he said, "Do you have any other questions, Marshal Gu? I don't like to be disturbed when I'm writing the prescription. "
Gu Mang said sincerely, "No."
There were more than seventy kinds of herbs in the prescription. Jiang Fuli ordered someone to bring the gold abacus. His white fingers moved quickly on the abacus. He checked the price list and checked if there was any danger of conflict between the herbs.
"This is the prescription. Keep it well." Jiang Fuli said, "Come to me tomorrow to get the herbs."
Mo Xi took the prescription. There was nothing more to talk about with Jiang Fuli. It was about time for them to leave.
But at this time, Jiang Fuli stopped him and said, "Wait a minute."
"The pharmacist still has instructions?"
"There's one more thing." Jiang Fuli looked at the servants around him and said, "You can leave first."
"Yes."
Everyone left and only the three of them were left in the hall. Jiang Fuli slowly finished the tea in his cup and then looked up and said, "Lord Xi He, I'm just asking a trivial question. That day when the Li Qingqian Sword Spirit came to look for my wife, were you there? "
Mo Xi nodded.
Jiang Fuli's expression was unnatural for a moment. He asked, "Did you hear what my wife said to him?"
"Madam Jiang's voice was very soft. I didn't hear anything."
Jiang Fuli seemed to be quite dissatisfied with this answer. His thin lips moved slightly, as if he was secretly cursing someone. After cursing, he asked again, "Are there any remaining parts of the Red Peony Sword?"
"There's a sword hilt."
Jiang Fuli's eyes suddenly sharpened. "Who has it?"
"Murong Chuyi. Why are you asking this? "
Jiang Fuli didn't answer. But when he heard the name Murong Chuyi, he cursed. He thought for a while with a gloomy face and said, "Forget it. There's nothing to investigate further."
After saying this, he stood up and tidied his clothes. Then he pointed at Gu Mang with the tip of his chin and said, "By the way, Lord Xi He, I have something to tell you. If you don't want this person to remember the messy past, besides taking his medicine on time, there's something else that is very important. "
"Please consult the pharmacist."
Jiang Fuli raised a finger and waved it twice. He said, "Don't let him see anything related to the past. A person's thoughts are the most difficult to understand. Perhaps memories that can't be recalled no matter how hard you try, can be recalled with a whiff of a scent. You must remember my words. "
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