Tread thousands of dust

In fact, Gongsun Songli thought too much, Mo Fengyi never came out, no, he was still drinking.

Mo Fengyi propped his head in a daze, the dim candlelight lit his face, Mo Fengyi just sat and watched the candle go out.

When Xun Can opened the door and entered, what he saw was this: an upright and handsome young man with a slightly flushed face, his head propped up and his eyes dull.

Xun Can went to pick up his wine glass and said, "How much did you drink?"

Mo Fengyi lazily switched hands to support his head: "It's a small pot, not much."

Xun Can took his arm off, and Mo Fengyi leaned against his chest.

Xun Can drank the rest of the wine in the glass and said softly, "This wine is not bad."

Mo Fengyi said with a muffled laugh: "Of course, you are the only one who dares to enter my room without knocking, so I don't have time to hide."

Xun Can squeezed his face: "What's the use of hiding, can't I find out?"

"That's right." Mo Feng moved a little, and changed into a comfortable position to continue lying in his arms.

Xun Can kissed his forehead and asked in a low voice, "Why do you drink because of Zi Ming?"

Mo Fengyi said helplessly: "Actually, Zi Ming doesn't care much about whether she plays a Gu or not, she has already expected it."

"What about you?" Xun Can hugged him, "You can't accept it, right?"

"Yes..." Mo Fengyi said in a low voice, "She knows that if she goes mad, the people around her will suffer the most, and I will bear the brunt of it."

Xun Can was speechless and circled him tightly.

"That girl knows everything, so she wants me to hand her over." Mo Fengyi's voice trembled, "She obviously did nothing wrong, yet she has to be abused and accused by those people...Why? …”

"I really can't imagine... my girl will not recognize me one day..." Mo Fengyi's eyes were slightly wet, Xun Can held his face and said seriously:

"Even if Zi Ming is for you, she will not allow herself to go mad."

Mo Fengyi closed his eyes and let the tears fall, and Xun Can gently wiped them away.

"I'm really useless, I can't do anything." Mo Fengyi's nose was astringent, and he just wanted to cry for some reason.

Xun Can kissed the top of his hair.

"You've done enough."

"But I can't get rid of the poison, and I can't even delay the poison now."

Xun Can interlocked his fingers in silence.

Mo Fengyi suddenly looked up at him: "Why are you so restless?"

"You say what you want, and I'll let you know I'm here." Xun Can smiled slightly.

Mo Fengyi silently found that he could hardly move, and was surrounded by Xun Can.

"What do you think I should do?" Mo Feng asked strangely.

Xun Can raised his eyebrows: "Do you want me to tell you?"

"Do you really have a solution?" Mo Feng asked expectantly.

Xun Can said softly: "Just now Hua Qizi told me that you once went to Tongzhou to look for the second volume of "Strategy of Cutting the Marrow."

Mo Feng was startled, and broke free from his arms: "Why did he tell you this?"

"I asked." Xun Can said indifferently, "He didn't say much else, let me ask you."

Mo Fengyi drank a little too much, his face flushed, he pouted and asked, "Ask me what?"

"Do you have any clues?" Xun Can supported his body, rubbing his fingers on Mo Fengyi's palm.

Mo Fengyi shook his head: "We have been there more than once, and we have even traveled all over Beiyi in the past few years, but there is nothing."

Xun Can said softly: "Tell me all the clues you find, maybe there is still a way."

Mo Fengyi narrowed his eyes, and Xun Can asked in a deep voice, "You're not going to tell me?"

Mo Fengyi was a little flustered: "No..."

"Then tell me." Xun Can insisted, "Don't keep it a secret."

Mo Fengyi didn't dare to say anything immediately, so he said softly: "There is nothing in Tongzhou, but the house is a bit strange, it is the one built by Tao Feng. There is a secret door inside, and there is a secret room inside the secret door. The wall of the secret room There's a nursery rhyme written on it."

"What nursery rhyme?" Xun Can frowned, he reacted quickly, and immediately remembered the so-called house, but he didn't know about the secret door and secret room, it should be Mo Fengyi who went to find it.

Mo Feng stood up and said, "I've read it so many times, I've memorized it all, and I'll write it for you."

Xun Can also got up, walked to the table, and studied ink for him.

"When walking at night, the busiest Zhang... Bingyi Bridge... The sky is reckless, the earth is false..." Xun Can's brows tightened as he read.

Mo Fengyi noticed his worry, and took the initiative to explain: "I heard this when Xiaohua and I went to Tongzhou. It's called "Xing Ye Yao". The locals..."

"This is not called "Xing Ye Yao"." Xun Can said in a deep voice, "This long poem is called "Bing Yi Ballad"."

Mo Fengyi was surprised: "You know"

Xun Can nodded: "Not only do I know, I have heard of it since I was a child."

"You... have been to Tongzhou when you were a child." Mo Feng was puzzled, "That's not right... Even if you have been there, you won't remember it..."

Xun Can frowned and fell into deep thought: "My father went out with the king and fought in Tongzhou for nearly a year. He exchanged more than a hundred letters with my mother. Although I was young at the time, I could already understand their words. This song My father transcribed poems for my mother, and my mother read them for me, even though they were gone later... I read their letters many times, and I will definitely not remember "Bing Yi Ballad" wrong."

Mo Fengyi was pleasantly surprised: "So this nursery rhyme has been around for a long time."

"That's right, less than a few decades, more than a hundred years is also possible."

"But when I first inquired about it, I always felt that this nursery rhyme was only sung in recent years." Mo Fengyi frowned and said, "And everyone told me it was called "Xing Ye Yao"."

Xun Can said helplessly: "It's been almost 20 years since my father and mother passed on the letter. Maybe people in Tongzhou now think that the name "Bingyi Ballad" is not good, so they avoid talking about it, I don't know."

"Not good why feel bad"

Xun Can raised his eyebrows: "Don't you know?"

"Know what?" Mo Fengyi was at a loss.

Xun Can couldn't help laughing: "The name of Bingyi Bridge was chosen by the ghost dragon."

Mo Fengyi's eyes widened: "Why did he choose it? Why do the people of Tongzhou continue to use this name?"

Xun Can sighed: "You don't even know this...what have you been looking for all these years?"

Mo Fengyi curled his lips: "Hey! I only care about "Cut Marrow Policy" is good! Who cares about that poem about the bridge, not to mention the name Longgui, which is usually not mentioned by others, okay? How can I find out?"

"Okay, okay, it's my fault, I was too obsessed with these useless details." Xun Can smiled and grabbed his restless hand.

Mo Fengyi was still unhappy, and wanted to shake off angrily, but Xun Can grabbed him very tightly.

"Then tell me, how did you know?" Mo Feng said impatiently.

Xun Can smiled and said, "You don't remember? I lived in Tongzhou for a while, and I overheard it while chatting with the locals."

Mo Fengyi rolled his eyes and looked down: "Let go."

Xun Can smiled: "Didn't I just say one thing...you are so angry."

Mo Fengyi tugged and tried to break free, and then found out that his strength didn't seem to be as strong as Xun Can's. Although Xun Can seemed to have no strength, it was just to prevent him from being hurt. In fact, Mo Fengyi couldn't pull him down at all. I can only accept my fate and let him catch me.

"You let me go."

"Not loose."

"let go."

"Do not."

"Hey, are you patient?"

"Don't dare."

"..."

Xun Can let go of his hand and looked at it, then put it to his lips and kissed the back of his hand.

"Have you lost your anger now?" Xun Can caressed that fair and slender hand with well-defined knuckles, "I don't mean you to do something bad."

Mo Fengyi withdrew his hand, touched the back of his hand subconsciously, his ears turned red: "Whatever you think."

Xun Can supported the table and smiled, "Then let's get down to business now."

"Who doesn't want to talk about business?" Mo Fengyi pouted.

Xun Can secretly smiled, Mo Fengyi has been depressed today, but now he is in a better mood.

"Perhaps the Tongzhou people thought that the word 'Bingyi' was taken by the dragon ghost, so it was unknown, so they changed the name of this poem to Xing Ye Yao." Xun Can regained his correct expression.

Mo Fengyi's heartbeat intensified, and the alcohol could not subside for a while, and he felt that the back of his left hand had started to burn, and it was faintly hot, so he was a little afraid to move.

So Mo Fengyi just nodded.

Looking at his embarrassment, Xun Can thought he was cute and attractive, but he was afraid that this man was too thin-skinned and couldn't bear to expose it.

It's funny to say it, everyone knows that Mo Fengyi has a thick skin, and usually flirting with people is also proactive and meaningless, but in front of Xun Can, he can't listen to a single word or do a frivolous action, and he must not provoke him at all. Otherwise, he would be restless for a long time.

Xun Can could only barely remain serious and said, "You said this nursery rhyme was written on the wall of Tao Feng's house."

Mo Fengyi nodded in a daze: "Yes, I don't know why, it looks like it's been a while."

"If this is the case, maybe He An and Yin Nihong will know, after all, Tao Feng was taken away by them and lived there." Xun Can thought.

Mo Fengyi began to think back, and his face became a little normal: "I asked Yin Nihong, Tao Feng didn't know about it, and he didn't write on the wall."

In this way, Xun Can felt strange: "It's not him, no one has lived there for so many years."

"Who said it wasn't." Mo Fengyi said helplessly, "Oh, that's not right, if the name of Fingyi Bridge was chosen by the dragon ghost, then the "Fingyi Ballad" must not have been written by the dragon ghost, otherwise how could there be a 'cut Dragon ghost, climb to Lianyang' sentence, it is hard to kill yourself"

Xun Can nodded: "That's right, and this nursery rhyme is very popular in Tongzhou area. If people know that he wrote it, how can they compose and sing it?"

"Who could that be?" Mo Feng frowned, "What does this have to do with the second volume of "Strategy to Cut Marrow" that my master got?"

"Your master has obtained the second book," Xun Can said curiously.

"It's just rubbings of the broken pages. It's because these broken pages record Gu blood passed down from generation to generation, so my father is sure that I am not the queen of Gu." Mo Fengyi explained, "My father said that my master got the broken blood back then. The place on the page is next to the Bingyi Bridge in Baidao City, so I went there."

Xun Can pondered: "If this is the case... maybe I should go to Tongzhou again."

"What's the matter?" Mo Fengyi was a little dizzy, "I've searched for so many years and found nothing, what can you find?"

Xun Can stroked his forehead with a smile, and gently rubbed it for him, "I might find something, and I'll find a way to go there when I get back to the imperial city."

Mo Feng wrapped his arms around his waist comfortably, and lazily put his weight on Xun Can: "No need, you still have a lot of things to do after you return to the imperial city, just leave them alone."

"What do you mean?" Xun Can's hands didn't stop, but his tone was already displeased, "You're afraid to bother me?"

Mo Fengyi didn't know how to refute, because that's what he thought.

"No...you're really busy...your uncle, Shu Qiyun and the smuggling..." Mo Fengyi became more and more confident as he talked, so he could only hug Xun Can silently. .

Xun Can vented his breath, and said in a muffled voice: "You think this matter has nothing to do with me, so you don't want me to take care of it?"

Mo Feng joked: "No, I wish you could take care of it, but if you really have a way, you should tell me, I don't worry about you going by yourself."

Xun Can really doesn't like Mo Feng's strange affairs and push him away, obviously Huaqizi is not, Mo Fengyi's Huaqizi can take part in all things as it should be, why can't he himself

"I know a person there, he may know something, but he has a weird temper, so he only recognizes me, so I have to go." Xun Can said warmly, "Did you have a headache again?"

Mo Fengyi closed his eyes and nodded: "Who?"

"An old man named Song Yushan." Xun Can said indifferently.

"Song Yushan! You said Song Yushan?" Mo Feng said in surprise, "That former emperor's confidant, Song Yushan who had been prime minister for 30 years"

Xun Can smiled lightly and nodded.

"You call this man an old man." Mo Fengyi was very surprised, "No, how do you know him? When he resigned and returned to his hometown, we hadn't been born yet."

Xun Can said: "Of course he is old. After the late Emperor passed away, the old man Song returned to Dezhou. He is very interested in cultivating Xuan, and often travels to Tongzhou. I think he may know something."

Mo Fengyi felt his head hurt even more: "Let's not disturb the old man..."

Xun Can picked him up by the waist, and said as he walked, "Don't worry, I haven't visited him for a while, I just asked by the way."

Mo Fengyi was put on the bed by him, Xun Can slightly frowned and said, "It's easy."

Mo Fengyi hugged his neck and did not let go: "No...it's just that I can't eat because of Zi Ming's affairs these two days."

"I've watched you eat these two days. If you think I don't know, it must be because you haven't eaten well in the past few months." Xun Can tucked him into the quilt.

Mo Fengyi pulled him onto the bed together, bit his Adam's apple, and then let go: "You saw me before and said I'm not skinny."

"It's too thick to be seen." Xun Can put his big hand into his clothes and said, "Now let me touch it."

"Hey! What are you doing!" Mo Fengyi couldn't dodge left and right, and was pinned down on the bed by Xun Can.

Xun Can laughed and said, "Help you get rid of the alcohol."

After saying that and kissing her deeply, Mo Fengyi only felt dazed and hot all over.

The consequence was that Mo Fengyi still had a headache when he woke up.

"I want to drink water..." Mo Fengyi pulled the quilt to kick Xun Can out of bed.

Xun Can was also in a daze, but he had no choice but to get up and give him a glass of water resignedly, and then helped him up and wrapped him in his arms to feed him.

Mo Feng felt much more comfortable after drinking a cup of hot water, Lai continued to be unconscious on Xun Can's body and said, "Go and find me some clothes...you can find anything in the closet that you think looks good... .”

Xun Can kissed his forehead and got up again.

Then Mo Fengyi heard a voice, and instantly woke up and bounced off the bed.

"Wear mine."

Mo Fengyi hadn't heard anything wrong at first, but felt strange, so he took a look...

Xun Can took out a light yellow coat with top-grade brocade embroidery thread, and it looked brand new, but Xun Can had grown a little taller now, so he probably couldn't fit it.

Mo Feng's heart stopped beating, he jumped up all of a sudden, rushed to Xun Can, grabbed the clothes and stuffed them into the closet, the movement was done in one go, then he turned and smiled against the closet door: "I don't like this one, let's change it Bar."

Xun Can approached him with a light smile and said, "I don't like it."

"Hmm..." Mo Fengyi hesitated to speak, Xun Can's breath touched his neck, and Mo Fengyi felt his face start to heat up again.

Xun Can lowered his eyebrows and glanced at Mo Fengyi's bare feet, frowned slightly and lifted him up, supported his hips with one hand, and put Mo Fengyi's legs around his waist with the other. Shocked for a moment, he pressed his back against the cabinet, barely leaning against Xun Can's body so as not to slip down.

"You..." In this way, the two of them got closer, and Mo Fengyi only felt that every part of Xun Can's body was intimate with him, and he didn't know where to put his hands.

Xun Can kissed the corner of his eyes, panting in a low voice and asked: "I really don't like it."

The sound changed in Mo Fengyi's ears, and he couldn't think of anything now, so he could only force his voice out of his throat: "I like it..."

"Why did you take this dress away?" Xun Can entangled with his lips and teeth, wantonly feeling the trembling of the person in his arms.

Mo Fengyi was so kissed that he lost consciousness, and it took him a long time to catch his breath: "I like you wearing this...and you won't find out if I take this away secretly..."

Xun Can whispered and smiled: "How could I not find out, but I really didn't expect that you would stay for so long, and you would hang out blatantly."

Mo Feng lowered his head in embarrassment, but his chin was lifted by Xun Can, and he had to look directly at him: "I...I never thought that you would come to Pan Xiaotai...Of course you dare to be blatant .”

Xun Can was a little displeased, and bit his lower lip moderately: "Why didn't you think I would never come?"

"I don't dare to think about it again...I think you will forgive me so easily..." Mo Fengyi blinked his eyes and hugged Xun Can tightly at a loss. I want to get closer to Xun Can.

Xun Can raised his eyebrows: "So I would rather keep my clothes for five years than say a word when I actually see me."

"No..." Mo Fengyi looked into Xun Can's clear eyes, unconsciously sinking into them, "I'm afraid."

I'm afraid you don't want to talk to me, I'm afraid you're already a stranger to me.

"Are you still afraid now?" Xun Can bears the weight of Mo Fengyi. Although he can still hold it, Mo Fengyi is still not light even though he is thin. After a long time, it will be difficult, and Xun Can's breath is a little unstable. .

Mo Fengyi hooked his neck and said, "No."

Oh, how is it possible.

Xun Can sneered in his heart, and carried Mo Fengyi back to the bed in this posture, then turned around and took out the clothes again.

"I haven't worn clothes of this color for a long time." Xun Can sighed softly, "It's too bright, it doesn't suit me."

Mo Fengyi leaned against the head of the bed and said with a smile: "The bright one is suitable for you."

Xun Can turned his head and saw that Mo Feng was smiling.