Chapter 134 - Fourteen years of first love

The next night, Gu Mang went to Wangshu mansion to return the trigger.

In order to hide from people's eyes, he put on a cloak and a silver mask - some practitioners of the cultivation world often dressed like this, but they would not be particularly eye-catching.

Before he left, Mo Xi gave him a jade plate. Gu Mang felt curious and fiddled with the jade plate and asked, "What's the use of this?"

"The pendant of Xihe government special envoy. Otherwise, if the guard of Wangshu mansion asks you, what would you say?"

Gu Mang said with a smile, "I'm not going to go through the front door. I'm going to fly over the walls."

Mo Xi pulled him over and said seriously, "Don't make a fool of yourself. You know Murong Lian's temper. He will bully you later." He had a strong hand, and Gu Mang was caught off guard. They were very close. Mo Xi lowered his head, and his breath brushed his ear and sideburns. He whispered, "Stand still."

He spoke, lowered his head, and tied the jade pendant to Gu Mang's waist. When he did this, he was very attentive. With his face on one side, his facial features standing upright, his eyelashes moved gently like two soft fans, casting shadows on the bridge of his nose. Mo Xi's skin was very tight and smooth. Gu Mang couldn't see any defects even when he was staring at him so close, just like porcelain jade soaked in a stream.

"All right," Mo Xi said. "Say that I sent you and show them this jade pendant. They won't dare to stop you."

Gu Mang smiled and stroked the head of the jade plate. He suddenly raised his hand, pinched the chin of Mo Xi and kissed him.

"Well, then I'll say I'm your man."

Mo Xi: "..."

Mo Xi looked at him and saw his shixiong standing in front of him like the best dream of his life. Suddenly he was reluctant, "Or I will go with you, and I will wait for you outside Wangshu mansion."

Gu Mang said, "Why? With this jade pendant, are you afraid that I will be embarrassed by Murong Lian? "

Mo Xi turned his head. "I'm just saying."

Gu Mang smiled and slowly responded, "You don't want to separate from your Gu Mang gege?"

Mo Xi closed his lips.

He didn't want to - he was afraid.

He was afraid of leaving Gu Mang. It was probably because he knew that Gu Mang's soberness had a time limit, and also because he and Gu Mang had been so distressed too long. So even as powerful a man as he was, he was afraid of Gu Mang leaving his sight.

Gu Mang reached out his hand and touched his head like a brother, which made Mo Xi's heart moisten even more. He has not been treated like this by Gu Mang for a long time.

"I want to do it alone, but don't worry, I'll be back soon," Gu Mang said, with a soft smile on his long eyebrows. "When did your Gu Mang gege ever cheat you?"

This words were an overstatement. Mo Xi said, "Often."

Gu Mang couldn't help but burst out with a laugh. "Ha ha ha, ok. What you said is very reasonable. Don't stare at me - it's my mistake. Punish me."

Mo Xi said in a low voice, "Your bony body at present, how could it endure my punishment?"

When he said this, there was a natural desire for occupation and control in his eyes. Although he didn't publicize it, it was bottomless. Gu Mang was looking at him like this, but his chest was hot and his heart and hair were soft.

This was what his shidi was like. He seemed to be restrained, but he was very passionate. In this body with a narrow waist and long legs, he was wrapped with the intense feelings like molten water. What others couldn't see from the ascetic self-sustaining face, Gu Mang had learned all about. Mo Xi was green, rough, even thirsty.

But Gu Mang didn't dislike it.

Although no unyielding male would like to be invaded, Gu Mang could deeply feel that Mo Xi poured all his love into him and all his desires into him, good and bad, rational and irrational. The young person in that initial discussion had poured everything into him.

In a flash, his young man was no longer young, and his junior brother became his Xihe Jun. Everything had changed. Only the eyes that looked at him were as sincere as when he first showed his love to him.

Their first love had already passed fourteen years.

Gu Mang finally went to Wangshu mansion by himself. He showed his jade plate and passed the entrance guard of Wangshu mansion. Then he walked under the wind and rain corridor with flying eaves.

Wangshu mansion was still as quiet as he remembered. There was a lazy atmosphere with Murong Lian's characteristics everywhere. Summer couches, soft blankest, small fans and tea tables could be seen everywhere in the yard. Under the eaves hung a birdcage of the golden silk birds. The birds and finches in it perched on the wooden branches, and they were also lazy like their master and did not care for others.

After reporting to the inner court, Gu Mang came to the atrium of Wangshu mansion to wait. There was a huge garden there.

Gu Mang remembered this yard. When he was a little boy, there were swings, bamboo horses leaning against the wall, and a bunch of chickens, ducks and rabbits. Children liked this kind of garden. Murong Lian was no exception. He came here from time to time to play on the swing and chase the small animals all over the garden. And when the gongzi was away, Gu Mang and the little slaves would also run in and steal half a day's leisure in the name of feeding chickens.

Once there was no one in the yard. Gu Mang sat on the swing and swayed. He fell asleep unconsciously. As a result, Murong Lian came in and was furious. Immediately, Gu Mang was pushed down from the swing.

"You wretch! How dare you touch my things!"

"Come on! I don't want this swing! Take it off! Throw it in the pit to chop firewood! What a mess! Bad luck!"

At that time, Murong Lian's expression was still in front of his eyes. It was so exaggerated, as if Gu Mang was poisonous. If he touched something related to Gu Mang, he would be poisoned and die.

Gu Mang was pushed off the swing by him from his sleep. After a long time, he got up slowly. When he sat up straight and turns his head, Murong Lian's ferocious expression suddenly stopped.

"You... You..."

Gu Mang raised his hand and touched his forehead in his pale face, resulting in a palm of blood. The child had not experienced such a battle. After a while, he cried.

As soon as he cried, Murong Lian panicked.

Murong Lian said, "You, you, you You deserve it!! You little bitch!" But watching blood flow more and more from Gu Mang's forehead, Murong Lian was afraid. He stepped back two steps and turned around and ran.

Gu Mang sat on the ground crying. He saw so much blood for the first time, and his forehead fell so painful. His tears kept rolling down, and he didn't know what to do. When it was dark, a woman rushed him to the gate of the hospital——

"Ah Mang, what's the matter with you? Are you okay? Ah, how did you fall like this? Let Aunt Lin have a look..."

Aunt Lin was the ugliest maid in Wangshu mansion. Her whole face was burned and her features were blurred and were like a fierce ghost. Everyone in the mansion laughed at her. All the children were afraid of her. Only Gu Mang was close to her.

Gu Mang had no parents since he was a child. He didn't know what it was like to be loved by his parents. At that time, Aunt Lin would secretly fill him with snacks, cut his clothes and teach him to recognize a few words. He could try to learn a little bit about "family feeling" from such little care.

So as soon as he saw her, he cried out more and more fearfully, "Aunt Ni! Aunt Ni! I'm going to die!"1

At that time, he was such a small child with a big tongue and didn't speak very well. He always didn't pronounce "Lin" correctly, but called her "Ni."

"All right, stop crying. It's ok. Aunt Lin has seen it. It doesn't matter. Ah Mang is lovely. Aunt Lin will take you to bandage."

The ugly woman picked up the dirty child from the dust. After so many years, Gu Mang still remembered the warmth and fragrance of her body. At that time, he thought that if he had a mother, then her arms should be like this.

He never thought Aunt Lin was ugly. Her eyes were always clear and gentle, which made him always think that her burnt facial features were like a mask that could not be taken off. What was hidden behind the mask should be a beautiful face.

He held out his small hand and hugged her neck tremblingly, "Aunt Ni..."

Aunt Lin carried him to the infirmary of Wangshu mansion. He was bleeding the whole way and cried bitterly. When he saw the healer, he didn't cooperate with him.

Aunt Lin squatted down to tease him and distracted his attention, "I'm called

Aunt Lin."

With tears in his eyes, Gu Mang sobbed, "Aunt Ni."

"Aunt - Lin -" she repeated to him patiently.

"Aunt Ni," he said clumsily.

Sitting in the mansion was a middle-aged man Yao Xiu. He looked at this humble child and this ugly woman and treated them coldly. However, his mouth was full of ridicule and said, "This stupid child is not easy to teach. After teaching, he will be like a bull and a horse for life for Master Murong."

Aunt Lin's eyes seemed to take in a little smoke, as if to suppress some invisible feelings. But she was used to bullying, and knew that it was useless to fight for these words with her own position. So she smiled at Yao Xiu, turned around and touched Gu Mang's tearful face, "Come, say Aunt Lin."

Gu Mang could vaguely remember his mentality at that time. He seemed to be trying to show himself and Aunt Lin, so he tried hard to hold his face red, but he couldn't care about the pain on his head. He tilted his head and said, "Aunt, Aunt, Aunt Ni... "

Yao Xiu was arranging gauze beside him, and he rudely burst out laughing.

Gu Mang was stunned for a while by the harsh laughter, then cried even more sadly. In fact, he tried very hard to pronounce "Aunt Ni" as "Aunt Lin," but he always couldn't say clearly. He felt ashamed. Maybe he was really a stupid child, and he could only be a cow and horse in the future. This healer was right after

all.

Only Aunt Lin looked at him tenderly and painfully. "Very good. You'll say it clearly later. Darling, don't be sad."

"Ugly woman coaxing a cheap doll, hahaha -"

Is Aunt Lin ugly?

No, in Gu Mang's heart, Aunt Lin was the most beautiful girl in the world. She had a pair of phoenix eyes carrying the fragrance of flowers for ten miles, and arms like April in a double room.

At that time, he made up his mind to grow up quickly, straighten his tongue, and be able to call out her name well - but she didn't wait.

Aunt Lin died when he was four years old. Before she died, she told Gu Mang something, which eventually became the reason for Gu Mang to stay in Wangshu mansion and not fight with Murong Lian for nearly 20 years.

That woman, she said—

"Special envoy." Suddenly someone called him like this.

Gu Mang drew the spirit from the memory. He blinked, letting the moist of the corner of his eye go down, and then looked back. The manager of Wangshu mansion was standing by the corridor. "I have already reported to the Lord.

Please come."

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The author has something to say: happy weekend duck! Still struggling to save the manuscript, I miss writing about the sour taste of abnormal attack = = it's really hard to write about regular attack, whimper, whimper, whimper, whimper, and cry, QAQ