Chapter 133 - Is sugar sweet or am I?

Gu Mang slowly took care of himself.

Because of his special situation, neither the emperor nor Mo Xi could give Gu Mang justice at this moment. Mo Xi understood the meaning of the emperor - to reshape the pattern of value in Chonghua, which was Gu Mang's wish. If Gu Mang's identity was made public in this way, all the sacrifices and efforts would be burnt.

So whether it was the emperor or Gu Mang, they all hoped that he could keep the secret.

But Mo Xi had never been a person who was good at disguise. This is not to say that one couldn't rely on his words. On the contrary, he was rigorous and self disciplined, and he would be able to keep his mouth tight. What couldn't be covered was his feelings for Gu Mang. Although he didn't say anything and tried his best to restrain himself in front of outsiders, within a few days, the whole Xihe mansion saw that his attitude towards Gu Mang had changed dramatically.

Before, he always had a straight face, as if Gu Mang owed him five million gold coins, but now he was very quiet and gentle even when he spoke. His low magnetic voice was very pleasant, and he had no temper at all.

While Gu Mang was resting, there was a little cook with short eyes who sent him to help burn the fire. It was not a tiring thing to do, but it was dirty. Besides, Gu Mang was always in charge of firewood cutting and making the fire before, so he went with him. As a result, Mo Xi went out to go back to the house. Hearing that Gu Mang was being pulled to burn firewood, he went straight to the kitchen and pulled Gu Mang out from the panicking servants.

The cook was in a panic. "Lord, Lord..."

"What's this nonsense?"

The cook said, "I just saw he had nothing to do and wanted him to help."

"He is still a patient. How can he help?"

He said again to Gu Mang, "Lie back down and sleep."

Cook: "..."

When it came to such incidents, it wasn't only the servants in the kitchen, but also the boy in charge of the maintenance of Xihe mansion's treasures——

"What's the matter with burning a fire? I'll tell you something even more strange. That day, Gu Mang went to catch Fandou. Fandou ran fast and Gu Mang was in a hurry. He accidentally knocked over the red plum glazed vase on the case. That's right. It's the most expensive one in the whole house. It was smashed!"

Every time he said a paragraph, people around him would make a kind of exclamation like "wow" and "hiss."

A young man said anxiously, "And then what? Did you go to inform the master?"

The servant clapped his thigh. "Isn't that right? That vase costs enough to buy a set of five houses in the north of the city. How could I not inform him? I went and told the master about the situation at once."

"God… The Lord likes that vase best. How angry would he be..."

"He was very angry. Do you know what he said to me?"

The boys shook their heads like rattles.

The servant imitated Mo Xi's serious tone: "Why did you put the vase in that place? What if it hit someone? Is he hurt?"

"........."

After a few moments of silence, one of the boys uttered an extremely awkward exclamation: "Wow."

No one knew what happened between Mo Xi and Gu Mang, but everyone who was not blind could see the change of Mo Xi's attitude towards Gu Mang. Fortunately, in the staff of Xihe mansion, Qing Jian was also loyal to Mo Xi, and Li Wei controlled the staff well, so people outside the mansion did not know for the time being.

"Steward Li, what's the matter with you? Gu Mang was a traitor no matter how much he says. He's treating him like this now. What should you think about it?

What should others think about it..."

Li Wei stood under the wind and rain corridor with his sleeves, looked at the water in the courtyard, and said, "Can you believe the Lord?"

"Of course, who is more upright in Chonghua?"

"Then let's trust him, and let's leave aside the others. He must have his reason to act, and as the people around him, we have only one thing to do."

"What?"

Li Wei said, "Keep your mouth shut."

Under careful care, Gu Mang's wound soon scabbed. Due to the quenching of the demon wolf's blood, his physique was much better than before. But it was sad that although Jiang Fuli could cure Gu Mang's body injury, he couldn't prevent the decline of the Time Mirror's effects. Those memories of being "flashed back" by Shangao began to dissipate slowly from Gu Mang's consciousness.

Gu Mang probably knew that if he didn't speak some words now, he might not have a chance in the future. The soberness he had, in the end, was only a mercy from heaven, given only by a mirror.

So he asked Mo Xi for a pen and paper. When Mo Xi was around, he talked with Mo Xi. When Mo Xi was not around, he was alone in the room and wrote some things he recalled on the paper. Every day when he woke up, he would look at the contents written the previous day. If he forgot, he would remember them again.

He was trying to prolong his lucidity.

When he was sleeping, Mo Xi saw the papers he put beside his pillow. The most prominent part of the paper was their first meeting in the school palace. On the letter, Gu Mang wrote, "He sat under the tree and ate zongzi. Although he looked up at me, it was a pity that his face was expressionless. Alas, he should have had no impression on me."

Just wanting to look down carefully again, Gu Mang opened his eyes and woke up. He saw Mo Xi was looking at the paper pages he had written. He sat up and grabbed the paper from Mo Xi.

"Ah, ah, ah! Don't look, don't look. "

"..." Mo Xi paused for a while. "Do you mind?"

"I'm so sorry you saw me." Gu Mang protected his paper. "You have to watch and wait for me to forget all the flashback memories. Anyway, at that time, I was silly and stupid. I didn't feel red or jump. I didn't know what was embarrassing."

His eyes darkened.

Gu Mang hurried again, "Oh, well, I don't have to forget all that soon, do I? You see I'm deepening my memory every day. Maybe one year and a half, oh no, ten years or twenty years. Can I still remember it?"

Mo Xi didn't speak or expose Gu Mang's lies. He just raised his hand and pulled the back of Gu Mang's head to his forehead. After a while, he grabbed Gu Mang's right hand and rubbed Gu Mang's index finger with his calloused finger.

He had so many deep feelings to talk about, but Xihe Jun just stroked Gu Mang's fingers and whispered, "How could you get ink on your hands? Don't you know how to wash them?" He sighed, and then said, "You..."

Gu Mang smiled. "Are you the senior brother or am I the senior brother? Are you good or am I good? How can you teach me a lesson?"

"Of course you are. I still can't imagine how you did it," Mo Xi said with a wry smile. "I know the cause and effect of things, but the emperor still hasn't said anything. You followed Zhou He to the demonic test."

"What could I do? I had no choice. You have yours, and the emperor has his. In fact, I don't hate him too much for the things he did. When a man is on a high place, he can't help himself. To be honest, if he didn't have any good thoughts and justice in his heart, he could find a chance to kill me, but he didn't do it in the end."

Mo Xi did not say a word.

After a while, he lowered his eyelashes, then wrapped his hands again.

The broad palm of his finger touched the sapphire ring Gu Mang was wearing.

He had asked Gu Mang about this trigger before. After learning that it was Murong Lian who gave it to him, Mo Xi was not sure. But at that time, Gu

Mang's body and bones were still weak. He didn't ask for more information.

Now, when he noticed it again, Mo Xi could not help frowning slightly.

Gu Mang noticed that he was looking at the ring, and his eyelashes quivered imperceptibly. His subtle expression was fully seen by Mo Xi, but Mo Xi was not broken. Gu Mang used to be a member of Murong Lian's household. He had been involved with Murong Lian for nearly 20 years. After a long time of twists and turns, it was hard to say. Mo Xi did not force him, but said, "This trigger, do you want me to return it to him for you? Or you want to see him in person."

Gu Mang didn't answer immediately. He opened his fingers and looked at the sapphire ring. After thinking for a while, he said, "I still want to go to Wangshu mansion myself."

Mo Xi was silent for a moment, then said, "Good."

Gu Mang listened to his stuffy voice and couldn't help but raise his eyes and smile. "Are you unhappy?"

"No" Mo Xi paused for a while. "But remember to put on a cover and the cloak." At this point, his face was a little dim. "You know, many people in Chonghua want to embarrass you."

Gu Mang said, "I will pay attention."

It was late and the water clock in the house dripped slowly.

"Then I'll go back to my study. You can rest more. I still have some files to look at. If there is anything, you can come to me directly. No one will stop you."

Gu Mang said with a smile, "Don't give me too much care. Don't forget that I'm a guilty official. I need to be restrained in front of outsiders."

Because of this sentence, Mo Xi's heart was pounding. His heart was suddenly sad. His heart was beating because he had waited for so many years, from his youth to his adulthood. Until he was more than thirty years old, he had to wait for true recognition from Gu Mang.

He was sad because they had experienced too much. Many new and beautiful things had been worn out, and both of them were like patched cloth. Although they were still complete, they were totally different.

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Gu Mang teased him. "Mo Xi."

"Huh?"

Gu Mang lied on the pillow, looked up and said with a smile, "Come back to my room after you approve the files. Don't go back to your own room. You let me sleep in my master's bedroom and have my own wing room. For so many days, it was said that I bullied you."

Mo Xi put his head down, pursed his lips, and said nothing.

The moonlight sprinkled down on his ears, revealing some thin crimson.

Mo Xi finally whispered, "You'd better have a good rest."

Gu Mang's smile became deeper and deeper. He looked down at his eyelashes, reached out his hand from the quilt, and touched his shidi's face. "You are good."

"..."

"It's a pity that Shixiong has no sugar to give you."

Mo Xi looked up at him and suddenly bent over and kissed him gently on his lips. Naturally, he didn't dare to kiss too deeply. There was a fire buried so deep in his heart, and Gu Mang's breath would make it a sea of fire. So Mo Xi just kissed him and sat up straight. "I'll be back."

Gu Mang raised his hand and touched his lips. "Is it sweet?"

See Mo Xi did not answer, he continued quite shamelessly and ask, "Hey hey, is sugar sweet or am I sweet?"

"..." Mo Xi was not very good at saying words of love, which made him angry. He could also break out some short sentences of an animal-like nature. But when he was tender and intimate, he was really dumb and honest.

So in the face of Gu Mang's teasing questions, he didn't know how to respond, so he just raised his hand, held out two fingers, and lightly flicked the middle of Gu Mang's forehead.

Gu Mang was ordered to lay on the bed. Kicking two quilts, he said, "Say something. The more you grow up, the more boring you will be. Forget it."

Mo Xi was silent for a while, but also really said a word. He said, "Well… Good night."

Gu Mang: "..."

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The author has something to say: Mo Ji: why is the ability of love speech up, up after the next door confession, and I became the language dead early after the confession?

Next door Er Gouzi: because you haven't experienced five years of study tour, do you think I have traveled around for many years and read only serious magic books? I also read a lot of anecdotal books, OK!