Sheng Shi Merciful Light

Xihe Plain.

Mou Yu led Kai Yang, one of the seven night envoys, and ten night guards who had been to the Xihe Plain, disguised as traveling merchants, and went deep into the hinterland of Xihe.According to the official map, there should have been a tributary of the West River, the Naduo River, but it has dried up, leaving only the river bed.

The sky is full of yellow sand, there is no woodland, no grassland, no cattle and sheep, and no human habitation.

A dead end.

You can't see the river bed any further, Kai Yang has a beard all over his face, and asked anxiously: "Commander, we are running out of water, if we go in and lose our way, we may not be able to get out."

Mou Yu also had an unshaven beard and a cloth hat that Xiliang people like to wrap around his head. He looked cold and heavy.

"Why hasn't anyone reported anything here?" he asked.

Kai Yang said: "It has been reported, but this situation is not an emergency military matter, so it has not been taken seriously, and it has been sealed up."

Mou Yu frowned: "Check who archived and sealed the information on Xihe Plain."

Kai Yang replied: "Because His Highness the Ninth Highness wanted files related to Xihe and Xihe Plain, I registered them, and all the filers signed 'Jiang Hui', but this person died in the line of duty half a year ago."

Ye Xingwei, who is under the control of Mou Yu, specializes in secret conspiracies. He is very familiar with this kind of "coincidence" with a strong aura of conspiracy. All personnel related to 'Jiang Hui' will investigate."

Kai Yang said: "Already investigating, there should be results when we go back."

Mou Yu was gazing at the yellow desert, and the depression between his brows became heavier. Finally... he clenched his teeth and said through his teeth: "Go back, the task is completed."

Including Kaiyang, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.If this is according to the leader's tough temper of "complete the task with all his might and never give up", he might have to go deep into the hinterland to find out everything about the situation.

If you don't enter the yellow sand, you don't know the danger of the desert.

If you are not fully prepared, you will easily lose your way and never come back-this era has no compass.

But fortunately, with Mu Ci's warning in advance, Mou Yu gave up the further plan.The situation here is indeed not something that he can change with ten people, so he must save his life, go back and give an early warning to Emperor Tianshou, and mobilize the power of the country to save the lifeline of the country, Xihe Plain.

Mou Yu looked at his subordinates' expressions of rejoicing, and thought to himself: King Changle not only saved the lives of their group, but also because of a "Water Control Policy", he checked the information and inferred that the environment of the Xihe Plain was deteriorating, so he could remedy it in time. What was saved was the lives of thousands of people in the Xihe River Basin affected by the desert, and it also saved the fate of the entire Daxing country.

Without the Xihe Plain and without war horses, how can we resist the invasion of foreigners in the Northwest?

Mou Yu didn't even dare to think about it.

Maybe, "Zi Lei descends, Wei Xing falls, bless me for thousands of years." This sentence came from the Emperor Tianshou, and after he changed it, the folk songs spread all over the world. It has long been destined that Mu Ci is the general trend of the world and the guardian god.

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Mu Ci didn't know that he was being missed by people far away. After Su Yan left, he ended his lectures early. It was rare for him to be free for half a day. He took a book with punctuation and half-lyed on the couch by the window to read it.

Mu Ruosong hurried over to put him on a soft pillow before going to work on his own affairs.

He cleaned up the desktop and looked at Wang Ziguang's practice paper that Su Yan forgot (forgotten on purpose) to take away. That little cousin wrote every word very seriously, and he was indeed improving every day. Looking at himself... Mu Ruosong subconsciously Glancing at Mu Ci, he didn't see him calling, so he spread out the writing paper, collected his mind, and practiced calligraphy.

Mu Ci lacked Qi and blood, and her limbs were prone to numbness, and she would turn over after sitting for a while.When he moved, he would take a look at Mu Ruosong, and seeing that young man practicing calligraphy with a serious face, he almost tied a "struggle" cloth strip on his forehead, so he lightened his movements of turning the pages of the book so as not to disturb him.

Mu Ciai reads miscellaneous books. He doesn't touch the orthodox Four Books and Five Classics. He only reads agricultural and industrial arts, such as "Wan Min Yao Shu", "Nine Palaces of Arithmetic", "Calendar Records", "Salt and Iron", etc.; also read myths, Poems, travel notes, medical books.

The language of books on agricultural techniques is relatively straightforward and easy to understand; myths and travel notes can help Mu Ci understand this era. I can see these books, and I can get a good deal." This kind of mentality.

But what Mu Ci loves most now is the logbook of "Sea God" Mei Rong, which records all kinds of experiences and situations that Mei Rong has encountered in berthing and sailing at sea in the past 12 years, including dangerous encounters and adventures.There are also records of various dead reckoning and ship position determinations made by Mei Rong in order to ensure the safety of navigation.

Even in modern times, such a logbook is wonderful, and Mu Ci couldn't put it down, imagining Mei Rong's thrilling days at sea, and admiring his wisdom and courage even more.I plan to make this friend if I can be free.

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The sunny day after a long rain was exceptionally clear. Mu Ci read a book and lay half-lying on the couch leisurely. There was a hint of a smile in the corner of her mouth, a kind of laziness and contentment in the corners of her eyes and brows. , added anger.Against the distant blue sky and white clouds outside the wide-open window, the golden sunlight shone on his thin but still perfect outline, as if drawing a faint light around him, making his whole person radiant, serene and timeless.

One scene and one person can all be included in the painting.

When Mu Ruosong raised his head, seeing such a beautiful scenery, he lost his mind for a moment, and gave his soul to him.

I don't know how long I watched like this until Mu Ci changed her posture and looked up, her eyes were peaceful and inclusive.Mu Ruosong came back to his senses in a daze, his ears were red, and he reproached himself for not concentrating and immersed himself in calligraphy, but after a while, he unconsciously raised his head and stared at Mu Ci in a daze... Only after Mu Ci stared at him indifferently did he regain his senses...

Going back and forth like this, Mu Ci finally turned around and turned her back to him. Mu Ruosong couldn't concentrate, but felt that even Mu Ci's back was too graceful, and her waistline was sexy, and she couldn't help thinking about it...

Thanks to Mu Ci's determination, she didn't care about this scorching stare. She just felt that the young servant was still young and was easily tempted by appearances. It was understandable, but there was no need to get angry, and there was no need to take it seriously to point it out, lest the young people be thin-skinned. .So just do not know.

How did Mu Ruosong practice calligraphy well in this state?I had no choice but to exert strength with my wrist and write more and more. As I wrote and wrote, even the basic pen grip was deformed, and I accidentally hurt my wrist.When eating, Mu Ruosong's right hand convulsed, shaking his hands slightly like a stroke patient while holding the chopsticks, he couldn't hold the food at all.

Mu Ruosong: "..."

Mu Ci looked calm, and calmly handed him a spoon.

After the meal, Mu Ruosong tried his best to keep a straight face as if nothing had happened, and took Mu Ci's hand to go for a walk. When he came back, he took care of Mu Ci to eat the fruit after the meal, put her in the bedroom to sleep, covered him with a thin quilt, and went out again.

The study room is next to the sleeping hall, and Mu Ci was very helpless when he heard the sound of paper being laid out. In order to practice his calligraphy well, this young man worked really hard.

"Ziren, come here!" Mu Ci called.

Mu Ruosong went over obediently, still holding the brush in his hand.

Mu Ci rested her forehead with one hand, with a lazy posture, and casually glanced at the brush that was still trembling slightly in Mu Ruosong's hand.

Mu Ruosong was so embarrassed that his ears felt hot, he returned to put down his pen, and then asked sullenly, "Your Highness, what are your orders?"

"I'm too sleepy, I can't sleep now." Mu Ci said.

Mu Ruosong: "..." He only knew that Mu Ci didn't want to eat if she was too hungry, but wouldn't she feel sleepy if she was too sleepy?

Mu Ruosong still asked: "Then what should I do?"

"Come here and talk." Mu Ci patted the edge of the bed.

Mu Ruosong sat over and asked, "What do you want to say?" Mu Ci pinched the pulse gate of his right wrist, he was a little puzzled, looked at Mu Ci, and bumped into Mu Ci's dark silence, which seemed to contain the whole body. In the vast and deep eyes of the universe.

"Does your hand hurt?" Mu Ci asked softly.

"No..." Mu Ruosong looked at Mu Ci's calm eyes without sparkles, and finally admitted, "It hurts a bit!"

Mu Ci doesn't like lies in any sense, even for the sake of support.

As expected, Mu Ci's expression softened, his dark eyes melted little by little, and the corners of his eyes were stained with a smile... Mu Ruosong was seduced again, and his mind went blank for a moment.

Then, he felt Mu Ci's fingers move, and began to knead for him.

Mu Ruosong's body stiffened in an instant, and he withdrew his hand like an electric shock... His heart beat so fast that it almost jumped out of his chest.

Mu Ci didn't care, and stretched out her hand, with a posture of "you'd better be more conscious and put your hand back".Mu Ruosong thought about it, and had no choice but to slowly put his hand into Mu Ci's palm.

"Relax a bit, if you use the wrong force again, this arm will be sore for several days." Mu Ci said, rubbing again.

Only then did Mu Ruosong realize that Mu Ci wanted to relax his wrists, so he tried his best to control and cooperate with the relaxation.All my mind and feeling are concentrated on this intimate contact. Looking down at Mu Ci, I just feel that this small face is so delicate and white that it looks like a work of art. I can't even see a pore or a single blemish. I just don't know. Whether the touch is as tender and smooth as imagined.

Mu Ci asked gently: "Mr. Su criticized you? He looked like 'the sky is falling'."

So obvious?Mu Ruosong was extremely embarrassed, he pursed his lips tightly, and let out an "um" from his nose.

Mu Ci smiled lightly: "It's true that you will regress, I haven't seen you practicing calligraphy for so many days." Slowly pinched Mu Ruosong's palm and fingers.

Mu Ruosong put all his attention on the tactile sensation of his palm, his heart fluttered, and he didn't have time to feel embarrassed.Mu Ci lacked energy and blood, and her fingertips were slightly cool, but soft and dry. The gentle kneading was just right, and it was a little itchy...

Mu Ruosong's ears couldn't help getting hot, and it spread to his face, burning hot.

Your Highness... is actually very gentle...

In fact, such a small step back, just practice more and try to catch up, there is no need to take it too seriously.It can also be seen from the details that Mu Ruosong has not gone through any storms, and cares so much about little things.From the side, it reflects that Ding Wangfu's family style is upright, he loves him very much, and doesn't let him be tortured.

The reader's ears were reddened and his eyes were erratic. Mu Ci noticed it, but he didn't mean to be provocative, he just kneaded and relaxed Mu Ruosong with professional relaxation techniques, and said, "I think your writing is pretty good, with a good structure. "

Mu Ruosong: "..." You're a layman, only you can see it.

"Are you planning to continue practicing calligraphy in the afternoon?" Mu Ci asked again.

"Ah."

"Practice at night?"

"Mm." Mu Ruosong was embarrassed, and made a more sullen face.

Mu Ci was funny, why did she feel like a primary school student who didn't get 100 points in the test, but only got 99, so she was very unhappy and seemed to work hard.

Mu Ci really smiled, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, unable to stop her joy.

This waiter is really interesting, the young man pretends to be a mature adult, and inadvertently reveals his cute nature, super cute.

Mu Ruosong likes to see Mu Ci's smile very much, the eyebrows are stretched, the dimples are shallow, and the dark eyes are like a spring water wrinkled by the breeze, rippling, layer by layer dyed with a little shimmer, smart and beautiful It makes the heart tremble.

Mu Ruosong lost his mind for a moment, and grabbed Mu Ci's hand with his backhand.

Mu Ci didn't withdraw his hand immediately, afraid that Mu Ruosong would be embarrassed if he made a big move, but it seemed like something...he naturally patted the back of his hand with the other hand and said, "I can't tell, you're a perfectionist?"

Mu Ruosong immediately regained his composure and let go, seeing that Mu Ci didn't mean to blame him, he just said "Ah?", but didn't understand.

"It's about being perfect in everything you do?" Mu Ci grabbed Mu Ruosong's hand and rubbed it again.

Mu Ruosong thought about it carefully, then nodded: "That's right, no matter what you do, you must do your best."

"No wonder." Therefore, if there is a little imperfection, you will be anxious, and then spend ten times or twenty times your energy to make up for it, forcing yourself like this, Mu Ci sighed: "I want to be perfect in everything, is it very tiring and hard?"

Mu Ruosong was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect someone to ask such a question.Because other people would only praise him "very sensible! Very good!", and never asked him if he was tired or whether he had worked hard. Even his mother never asked him, and at most told him to pay attention to his body.

Moreover, he cannot feel tired.

"It's okay, I'm not tired." Mu Ruosong replied, he was used to working hard, after his father died, his second uncle became the eldest son, and he lost the qualification to inherit the title.For the glory of the family, the rest of his mother and sister's life, and his own future, he must also work hard to do his best.Especially after he entered the palace and became a servant, and after everyone disliked him, and even his grandfather didn't allow him to go home, he wanted to prove that his choice was not wrong.

If the family knew that he had regressed when he entered the palace... Any slight regress would make Mu Ruosong blush.

He can only work hard, how can he be entitled to be tired?

"After practicing for half a morning, what have you gained?" Mu Ci asked.

Although Mu Ci's tone couldn't hear the slightest reproach, Mu Ruosong only felt a knife in his heart, and blood flowed—can I say that beauty deceives people?

Suddenly, I started to feel uneasy again. His Highness should know that I was peeking at him...

"You are an excellent young man who knows where you are, has a clear goal in life, and works hard for it. You have keen insight, sincerity, a sense of responsibility, and you keep your promises and do things down-to-earth , and more self-awareness and self-discipline than peers. There are many advantages, I believe you are sensible enough to arrange your own study and life... As for how to practice calligraphy, I don’t need to teach you. I just want to tell you, people , can’t be perfect, understand?”

Mu Ci's tolerant and peaceful gaze, the warmth conveyed by his fingertips, and his gentle voice soothed Mu Ruosong, making him calm down slowly.The affirmation and sincerity in the words made Mu Ruosong feel bright and peaceful.

"You are excellent, but you only lack accumulation. Success cannot be achieved in a day. It needs to be slowly accumulated. On the way to the goal, you will also face many setbacks and failures, and even fall to the ground."

"En." Mu Ruosong responded, feeling a little uneasy, Your Highness...why do you say these things?

"Ziren, how do you view setbacks and failures?" Mu Ci asked, this is the purpose of chicken soup for his soul today.Mu Ruosong chooses to stay in the palace and falls in love with him, neither is an easy path to follow, so be prepared to bear failure.If Mu Ruosong is still like this, it is not advisable to become anxious when encountering a small setback, causing him to lose his mind.

How do you feel about setbacks and failures?Mu Ruosong frowned reflexively.

No one likes to fail.

Mu Ci immediately understood Mu Ruosong's thoughts, but didn't criticize him—this is the true appearance of a normal sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy.He tolerantly said: "Even drinking water will choke, and walking will fall. Life is such a long journey, it is impossible to be full of flowers and praises all the way, and the wind is smooth. There must be many difficulties and setbacks. Sometimes we pay ten times A hundredfold effort, but not necessarily results. You must first recognize this objective reality, and don’t think everything is too good. Before making a decision, you must first predict failure and see if you have the ability to bear the consequences ...the courage to take on, good or bad."

"I understand the truth." Mu Ruosong understands, but everyone understands theory, but reality is another matter.

"There are shadows that the sun can't reach, but there is light and darkness to form our three-dimensional and vivid world." Mu Ci is like a philosopher, "First admit that failure must exist, admit that we are not perfect, 'please' You don't have to be able to 'win', so you can be mentally prepared, look at failure with a normal mind, take up the pressure, turn it into motivation, and work hard instead of being helpless."

"Ah."

"Every step you take, even if you stumble and bleed, is also a footprint from which you can learn valuable experience. When you stagger forward step by step, and when you get older, when you look back, you will understand that many failures in the past, in fact Don't be afraid, it will become an equally wonderful part of your life... The years have accumulated wind and frost, and it is the real maturity."

Mu Ruosong listened to Qingrun's pleasant persuasion, felt that his heart was full of energy, and let out a fascinated "hmm".

Mu Ci raised her hand and flicked Mu Ruosong's chin: "What's wrong, do you understand what I mean?"

"You know, let me accept imperfection, admit failure, turn setbacks into motivation, straighten my back, and move forward in the wind and rain, that is the real maturity." Mu Ruosong said.

"Yes, keep it in your heart." Mu Ci didn't expect to make Mu Ruosong become a god with just one or two words, so he said it first, and continued to educate him when something happened.A good man who is indomitable, a "general star", should radiate more brilliance, and should not be ruined on the love of children.

Mu Ruosong nodded: "I remember."

Mu Ci said: "Should I give you another small study room, we will work separately. I don't want to influence you too much, Ziren."

Mu Ruosong's ears burst into red!

Your Highness really knew that I was out of my mind. The young man was worried that his secret thoughts might be discovered, and his heart almost popped out of his throat...

Mu Ci sighed inwardly, Mu Ruosong was still inexperienced, and was fascinated by a beautiful appearance, but such an inexplicable devotion was the true heart of a teenager.

Mu Ci recalled that she was sixteen or seventeen years ago, but she never had this kind of heartbeat stall and uneasy sweetness.

At that time, he had already become the ace scientific research and intelligence officer of a certain base, and he only had various experimental data and high-end intelligence in his head.Establishing a relationship with his partner, the young man known as the God of War, is only because he has reached puberty and has excess hormone secretion, so he needs to vent properly to stabilize the hormone level and avoid affecting his brain's judgment.

Later, he made further physical contact, went to bed... He actually made a plan in his mind for the step-by-step development.Fortunately, the God of War is quite cooperative, and he is not picky at all for his character of being neither surprised nor happy.Instead, she touched him with deep emotion and taught him what love is...

It's a pity that happiness is too short, and love makes them have mutual weaknesses, and finally they die forever.

So this kind of love at first sight, caused by hormonal changes, is inexplicably scorching to dizzy love, for Mu Ci who is extremely rational, he can understand it, but it is impossible to be easily influenced.Especially when his own safety cannot be guaranteed, he will not be emotional with anyone - that is irresponsible.

In many senses, it is really miserable for someone who falls in love with you.

Mu Ci said: "Do I need a study for you?" Mu Ci asked again.

Mu Ruosong immediately shook his head: "No need!"

No no no!If he couldn't see His Highness, he stayed in the palace just to stay by Mu Ci's side.

Mu Ci didn't force it, it was also a kind of exercise to slowly settle down and not be affected by external objects.He stopped persuading and massaged Mu Ruosong seriously.

Mu Ci's kneading technique was good, and the stiffness and soreness in Mu Ruosong's hands gradually disappeared.But he didn't want to pull his hand away from Mu Ci at all, so he just let Mu Ci continue to knead.

A sweet warmth welled up in my heart.

But Mu Ci was aware of the extent of the rubbing and kneading, she withdrew her hands, and said, "Okay, I should rest."

Mu Ruosong asked concerned: "Can you fall asleep?"

"Can't sleep." Mu Ci sighed.

With a thought, Mu Ruosong climbed onto the bed, gently pressed Mu Ci's head on his lap, and then rubbed his temples. His tone was never so gentle: "I couldn't sleep when I was a child, and my mother was like that." Afraid that Mu Ci would refuse, he said, "Your Highness has helped me, and I will help you, even if it is a courtesy."

Mu Ci slightly hooked the corners of her lips, not being polite.He didn't resent the young man's touch, so he lay on Mu Ruosong's lap, absorbed the warmth from his body, smelled the freshness of mint and gardenia, and closed his eyes.

You don't need to memorize "Periodic Table of Elements" to hypnotize, you can slowly fall asleep with massage.

Mu Ci would keep his distance from strangers, but he never told anyone because he was an orphan, too smart and had no friends, lack of hugs and touches, lack of skin-to-skin contact made him skin-hungry—a kind of Human beings have instinctive needs.

Mu Ci has never been a person who denies physical and psychological problems. He always faces problems squarely and overcomes them with strong willpower.Of course, it doesn't mean that he will refuse this kind of sincere care.

If you can touch each other and exchange body temperature with someone you trust, you can sleep more securely.

Mu Ci is not a person who wrongs himself, there are too few people who can be trusted by him to relax and sleep.In the past, there was Mou Yu who could be hugged occasionally, but now there is a waiter, which is also very good.

Rarely got a better night's sleep.

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Mu Ruosong gently stared at the beautiful young man lying on his lap, his long eyelashes were like fluttering butterflies, resting on the flawless white jade face.Relaxed and sleeping, looks soft and harmless.

How can a person be so firm and powerful and at the same time so soft and lovely?

Mu Ruosong also gradually calmed down.

Winning glory for his late father, his mother's expectations, his grandfather's high hopes, his younger brothers' reverence, his younger sister's future... It was the motivation and the pressure that kept him running, not daring to stop for fear of falling.

No one has ever allowed herself to accept her own imperfections like Mu Ci. Even if she fails in her strength, she is not afraid of failure, and turning it into motivation is also a gain in life.

Mu Ruosong was indeed confused by Mu Ci's appearance at the beginning, but the more he got along with him, the more he was attracted by Mu Ci's calm, self-confidence and maturity that looked down on her sorrows and joys.

Mu Ruosong looked at Mu Ci with not only admiration, but also appreciation and reverence.

A quiet room.

He no longer entangles his life experience, no longer cares about his position, no longer has the unwillingness to be abandoned by his family, and no longer fears what the future will hold.

He has a higher goal and a back that he needs to work hard to catch up with.Mu Ruosong knew that he had to work harder, but he no longer felt hard, because he knew that there was a beautiful scenery ahead, and he had the momentum to run forward.

Yes, let go of external troubles and only have your own goals in mind, it's great!

Mu Ruosong gently watched Mu Ci who was sleeping peacefully.

——Actually, we feel sorry for each other.

People never know what kind of flaws are hidden under our noble and gorgeous appearance.

Just like me, I work hard, pursue perfection, and dare not fail. No one knows how much lonely sweat I have to pay for every praise I get.

Just like you, high status, beautiful person, like the darling of God, no one knows your fate is rough, in order to straighten your spine, hold your head up, you are covered with bruises, and you must stick to principles and protect the people around you in the precarious deep palace every step of the way. How difficult!

But the harder it is, the more noble it is!

I can't help but cherish this kind of you in my heart.

most important……

You, who are so noble, sincere, and powerful and wise like a mystery, actually trust me?

Mu Ruosong's heart was soft and moist because of this discovery, and before he realized it, he had already stretched out his hand and gently stroked Mu Ci's face...

Since you trust me, then I will not bear the burden.

Since the palace doesn't need me, let me always be with you like this...

my lord.

Even if you might...won't put me in your heart.