After that day, Gu Mang had a new understanding of Mo Xi.
Mo Xi always exuded a cold and powerful aura, and he was always calm in the face of major events. But as they interacted more and more, Gu Mang recalled more and more of the past, he vaguely felt that this was not the case.
Mo Xi had been suppressing a lot of emotions. These emotions were all under his control, but he could not get rid of them. As a result, Mo Xi's temper was always very anxious. When he stood alone under the verandah and looked at the snow in a daze, the look in his eyes was frighteningly complicated.
Not to mention the way his tone changed from time to time when he spoke to Gu Mang. The contradiction between the front and the back was simply 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 the face hidden behind this mask was actually very fragile.
Because of this intuition, he could not even bear to hate Mo Xi for hitting him and despising him before. He seemed to have an indelible habit in his bones. This habit allowed him to easily catch the subtle pain between Mo Xi's eyebrows. This habit made him instinctively want to protect him.
It was really strange.
Mo Xi was clearly a man who was so strong that it was unimaginable that he would fail. He was taller than him, stronger than him, nobler than him, and smarter than him.
How arrogant was he to have such an overconfident desire to protect him?
Because of these complicated thoughts, Gu Mang, who had recovered a little bit of his memory, seemed to feel much worse than the heartless Gu Mang before.
He often sat on the pile of firewood and stared at his palms in a daze. Every day and every night, he would think about the little bit of past he had recovered. He thought about what Mo Xi had said to him over and over again, repeating it over and over again.
Mo Xi had warned him not to tell anyone about the "night of the weak crown", so he did not say anything. He hoped to rely on himself to sort out the past, but he had too few memories. He could not string the past together. In the end, he could only hold his head and stay in the courtyard for a long time.
He also tried to ask Li Wei what kind of person Lu Zhanxing was, what kind of person he used to be, and what the relationship between Mo Xi and him was — Li Wei kept it a secret.
He only said, "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask. Sometimes, knowing too much was not a good thing. Look at you. You were so silly before. How good is that? "
Just like this, the end of the year and New Year's Eve arrived in this state of confusion.
On this day, Xi He's mansion was decorated with lanterns and colored banners. The servants were busy changing the peach talismans and hanging up the lanterns. The steam in the kitchen hadn't stopped from morning till night. Gu Mang was also busy. He chopped the stuffing, made dumplings, and fried spring rolls with them. It was lively for half a day and he was very busy.
Gu Mang, who was entangled in his own memories, showed his initial naivety in this world. He squatted by the fire pit and stuffed rice stalks into it. Then, he waved a small fan and fanned inside.
The sight of the rice stalks burning in the stove made his eyes shine. In order to see it a few more times, he added firewood many times.
However, it was not necessary.
The kitchen maid turned around and shouted in fright, "Seven nine zero! What are you doing!!! "
Seven ninety was the slave number hanging around Gu Mang's neck. These servants were not used to calling him by his former name, so they called him seven ninety.
Gu Mang poked his head out from the stove. His face was covered in ashes and he sneezed like a cat.
Because of his careless addition of firewood, the cook's pot of spring rolls was ruined. The woman with a big waist angrily dragged him to Li Wei and said, "Butler Li, can you change the place for him? If he stays by the stove, we can only eat a few large plates of charred coal for our New Year's Eve dinner tonight! "
When this woman was angry, she was like a tiger. Butler Li immediately cowered. After comforting her for a long time, he led Gu Mang, whose face was covered in ashes, to the backyard. He gave him a broom and said, "You can sweep the floor here."
Sweeping the floor was the most comprehensive job, but Gu Mang didn't do it well this time.
According to the custom of Chong Hua, on New Year's Eve, every family would throw some dried fruits such as peanuts and longans on the ground to get rich and auspicious luck. Li Wei was so busy that he forgot to remind Gu Mang. When he came back, Gu Mang swept all the auspicious things they scattered in the garden.
Not only did he sweep them, but he also threw them all away.
Li Wei's face turned green. He thought to himself, "This, this is an ominous sign."
He was afraid that Gu Mang would get into trouble again because he didn't know the rules, so he simply gave him a copy of the Three Character Classic. He bought it on the street to teach Gu Mang how to read.
Li Wei pulled him into the study and asked him to sit at the desk obediently. "I'm begging you, Grandpa. Don't go anywhere. Don't do anything. Just stay here and read. Just wait for dinner."
Gu Mang was very obedient, "I have to do something."
Li Wei didn't know what to do. He gave him a stack of paper, "Copying books. Copying books is fine, right? You can do something. After you finish copying a hundred pages, come back to eat. "
Gu Mang nodded, "Okay."
After settling this troublemaker, Li Wei breathed a sigh of relief and went out to continue his work. Tonight's dishes were sumptuous, and all of them were for the servants to enjoy. Lord Xi He was going to the palace for the New Year's banquet tonight, so he wouldn't be with them. When the tiger was absent, the monkey would be the king. Li Wei was naturally very happy.
Just as he was humming a tune, he bumped into the man in the black robe around the corner.
Li Wei was like a duck that was being strangled. He squashed the tune in his throat and quickly put on a flattering smile, "My lord, are you ready to go out?"
"It's almost time. We should go to the palace." Mo Xi didn't stop walking. As he walked, he adjusted the folds of his sleeves, "Prepare the carriage."
"Oh, okay." Li Wei responded. As he was about to leave, he was stopped by Mo Xi.
"Wait."
"My lord, do you have any other orders?"
"Call Gu Mang over and let him come with me."
When Li Wei heard this, he was slightly startled at first, then he was overjoyed.
He was slightly startled because although every noble family would bring one or two personal guards, he didn't expect Mo Xi to be willing to bring Gu Mang over. He was overjoyed because Gu Mang ate a lot. If he stayed in the manor, he would fight with them for food. If he took him away, they would save one mouth.
However, such selfish thoughts were one thing. After all, Steward Li was a competent steward. He didn't forget to loyally ask, "My lord, it's the New Year. If you bring such a … traitor over, won't the other families be unhappy?"
Mo Xi's eyebrows were faintly dark, "My lord asked me to bring him over yesterday to see how he is being disciplined. Otherwise, do you think I'm willing? "
"Oh, oh, I see."
Mo Xi frowned and said, "Where is he? Tell him to come see me in the main hall when he's dressed and come with me to the palace. "
Li Wei hurriedly replied, "Yes!"
Thus, before Gu Mang could copy more than a few sentences, he was dragged away by Li Wei to comb his hair and change his clothes. Then, he was stuffed into Lord Xi He's carriage. Steward Li's movements were smooth and nimble.
Too happy! My lord and good-for-nothing are both sent away!
Li Wei's heart was bursting with brilliant fireworks, but his face was respectful. He calmly said to the departing carriage, "Farewell, my lord."
That's great! Everyone can enjoy the New Year's Eve dinner to their heart's content!
Chong Hua's New Year's Eve dinner didn't have many rules. The dishes were already prepared on the kitchen table. It didn't matter whether the nobles came early or late.
When Mo Xi arrived, there weren't many people in the main hall, but the palace servants had already decorated the throne room to be extremely magnificent. Thousands of Fushou lanterns illuminated the long night, and the floor was covered with a thick red carpet embroidered with peonies. Colorful butterflies and sparrows formed by spiritual power fluttered in the air, scattering bits of light on their wings.
Although Mo Xi came in a low-key manner, he had broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs. Beside him was the traitor Gu Mang, who was the center of attention. Naturally, he attracted a lot of attention. The nobles in the main hall all came to greet him one by one.
"Lord Xi He, you're early today."
"Lord Xi He, Happy New Year."
Although the etiquette was done to Mo Xi, nine out of ten pairs of eyes were looking at Gu Mang.
Those eyes were either curious, hateful, or disgusted, making Gu Mang somewhat uncomfortable. As Mo Xi greeted them one by one, Yue Chenqing also arrived. When he turned around and saw Mo Xi, he skipped over to him —
He looked good today. He wore a golden crown, and his snow-white Yue Clan robe was neatly ironed. It made the youth look heroic and vigorous.
"Handsome Mo! You're here! Happy New Year, Happy New Year! "
When Mo Xi saw his excited and energetic appearance, he knew that his fourth uncle must have come as well. Otherwise, Yue Chenqing, this lazy guy, wouldn't be so happy to be running around. As expected, when he looked past Yue Chenqing, he saw Murong Chuyi not far away. He was wearing a white robe with silver edges and a silver belt. He was standing by the water table, holding a jug of osmanthus wine and sizing it up.
When he felt Mo Xi's gaze, he turned his head slightly and nodded at Mo Xi. This could be considered a greeting, and then he went to pick his own wine.
Chi Xian was cold and unruly. He really lived up to his reputation.
Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly heard Yue Chenqing say, "Oh right! Sister Meng Ze is here too! "
When the two words Meng Ze entered his ears, it was like a soft thorn piercing Mo Xi's heart. He was startled at first, then said, "… She's back?"
"She's back. She came back a few days ago." Yue Chenqing blinked and said strangely, "Eh? She didn't tell you? "
"…"
That soft thorn pierced deeper and deeper into his heart.
Princess Meng Ze meant a very special feeling to Mo Xi.
He couldn't tell what it was, but it was probably a mixture of guilt and sentimentality. When it reached its peak, it became a kind of friendship that flowed longer than love.
There were two people in this world. As long as they said a word, Mo Xi would give up his life.
One was his Senior Brother Gu.
The other was Murong Meng Ze.
Senior Brother Gu was the person he loved deeply, but in the end, he let him down. And Murong Meng Ze was the person who loved him deeply, but he let her down. Now that Mo Xi no longer had Senior Brother Gu, he only had one weakness left: Eldest Princess Meng Ze.
Meng Ze had liked Mo Xi since a long time ago, but at that time, Mo Xi was young and frivolous. He didn't understand her feelings and rejected her very straightforwardly. His words were hard and he didn't give her any face at all. He didn't give her any warmth at all. Fortunately, Meng Ze was a well-educated woman. She was very strong and when she was hurt, she didn't complain or pester him. She only retreated to a corner where she wouldn't disturb him and silently treated him well for ten years.
Mo Xi's personality was cold, but his heart wasn't made of iron.
He had seen all the feelings she had for him over the years.
In the past, when she was in good health, she wanted to go to the battlefield with him even though she was a golden branch and jade leaf. She wasn't willing to say that it was because she couldn't let go of him. She only said that she wanted to gain experience.
She treated his injuries and applied medicine for him. Under the dim light, she always wanted to say a few warm words. At that time, Mo Xi only gave her a cold face.
She saw it in her heart and didn't say anything else.
Murong Meng Ze was too patient and restrained. At that time, she even gave Mo Xi an illusion that she didn't like him anymore. It was as if her love was very shallow and after being rejected a few times, it would disappear.
But that year, he was seriously injured by Gu Mang. Gu Mang stabbed a bloody hole in his heart. His spirit core collapsed. It was Murong Meng Ze who led the medicine cultivators to attack.
It was that girl, who he thought liked him very shallow, who grabbed his hand tightly and brought him back from the brink of death.
He used to think that he and Gu Mang loved each other deeply, while Murong Meng Ze's love was very shallow.
But that wasn't the case.
He gave everything to Gu Mang, but in exchange, Gu Mang didn't turn back.
She didn't want anything. She gave all the power of her spirit core to him, only hoping that he could live.
Back then, in order to save him, she had suffered a heavy injury. In order to keep his heart from stopping and his spirit core from shattering, she had actually used her entire life's strength in exchange. From then on, she no longer had a healthy body. She couldn't cast any powerful spells anymore.
She once said with a smile that she wanted to, "As a girl, fight all over the nine states and sweep the world."
Such a dream would never come true again.
"There are still many beautiful things in this world and people to be happy about. You'll meet them one day. " That year, after Mo Xi woke up and found out that Meng Ze used her own spirit core to protect his, he went to her sickbed. At that time, he really broke down. He was betrayed by the person he loved deeply, and he failed to live up to her deep feelings.
He really didn't know what to do. He didn't know why Gu Mang could be so ruthless, and why Meng Ze could be so deep in love.
He asked Meng Ze why she was so foolish by her bedside.
Her lips were pale, but she still smiled. "Don't be so impulsive that you don't cherish your life. I don't ask you to like me. " She raised her hand and tapped Mo Xi's chest. "I only ask that the next time you're impulsive, you can think about my heart. That's enough. "
She really did as she said. From then on, she never mentioned that she gave Mo Xi her spirit core.
"You don't have to force yourself out of gratitude and guilt. I know you still don't love me. I can see your eyes. "
So after she recovered from her illness, she was still like before, hiding in an inconspicuous place, quietly taking care of him in her own way, and following him. Even though everyone in Chong Hua felt that Mo Xi should be tactful and marry her, Meng Ze himself was always clear-headed. She never disturbed his already troubled heart.
But the more she tolerated, the more he felt sorry for her.
Although she did not become the person he loved, nor did she marry him as his wife, in these ten years of loving devotion, she became the only girl in the world that Lord Xihe cherished, the only girl he pitied.
She was special after all.
Yue Chenqing saw that he seemed to be disappointed and asked, "Lord Xi He, what's wrong?"
Mo Xi came back to his senses. "… Nothing. Where is she? "
"She went to the Feiyao Pavilion. She said the lanterns on the stage were beautiful, so she's looking at the lanterns over there."
Mo Xi frowned. "It's such a cold day. She's a person with weak spiritual power. Why …" He didn't stay in the hall any longer. He went straight to the Feiyao Pavilion and said, "I'll go see her."
The author had something to say:
Princess Meng Ze: I think I can still be saved. I want to go to the romance group to get the female lead's script.
Song Qiutong: "Hehe, sister, I'm here from the production team next door. Listen to me, other than Supreme Female, no one else can get the female lead's script. You'd better come with me and be the female cannon fodder."
Princess Meng Ze: I'm a noble lady. How can I be associated with a despicable person like you?
Song Qiutong:??? Sister, are you kidding me? I'm the empress in the production team next door! In terms of seniority, you're lower than me, okay?
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