Tread thousands of dust

Shu Qiyun brought Ling Ziming to the courtyard of the Prince's Mansion.

Shu Qiyun asked someone to open the door, and said cautiously and eagerly: "Miss Ziming, you can live next door to your brother. I have sent someone to clean it up. You can see if you are satisfied."

Ling Ziming nodded: "Thank you, Prince, for taking care of it."

Then she entered the door, a little frightened, not because of the grandeur of the Prince's Mansion, but because the room was decorated too delicately, the owner's thought was everywhere, even the air was filled with incense.But Ling Ziming was only surprised for a moment, then turned around and smiled: "This room is very nice, I like it very much, thank you, Prince."

Shu Qiyun felt relieved: "It's good if you like it, you don't need to thank me, you don't need to meet outsiders, Fengyi is also my brother, it should be."

But Ling Ziming just said again: "His Royal Highness is a precious person, Ziming dare not overstep."

Shu Qiyun was stunned: "Actually, I..."

"Your Highness, let's rest early." Ling Ziming had no expression on his face for a week.

Shu Qiyun had no choice but to give up: "Okay, then... good night."

"Slow down, Your Highness."

In the afternoon of July [-]nd, Leiyue Temple.

"It's fine, fine, it'll loosen even if you tighten it." Mo Fengyi disliked the country's uniform attire very much. Platinum gold didn't suit him too much, and the belt was too big. It couldn't be tightened no matter how loose it seemed. It will slide down in the next moment.

Ling Ziming patted his hand away, and continued to tie the belt for him again: "Don't worry about it, it's not just you wearing it, who made you so thin. Well, it's almost done, don't move around , it shouldn’t fall off.”

Mo Feng stretched his uncomfortable arm: "I'm not thin, I'm strong. What do you know, little girl?"

Ling Ziming pinned the jade pendant on his belt, and said with a teasing smile: "Yes, you are strong, so strong that you have a fever for ten days."

Just as Mo Fengyi was about to return the words, he looked at the particularly ugly knot at his waist, squinted his eyes and squeezed out an ugly smile: "This is a jade pendant, not a hemp rope. Is there such a thing? I'm so sorry, tell me Is it from a girl's house?"

Ling Ziming slapped his chest with his palm, and Mo Fengyi suddenly felt that he could hardly breathe.

Xun Can pushed open the door and asked, "Why haven't you dressed yet? Didn't you try it on yesterday?"

Mo Fengyi walked towards him: "Is this bad? Let's go, go see the abbot of the temple."

The prince is different from the son of the country, Shu Qiyun is all golden.

Mo Fengyi leaned forward: "Prince, is the crown on your head heavy?"

Shu Qiyun didn't even want to nod his head, and replied in a dull manner: "Of course, it's pure gold."

Mo Fengyi let out a "poof" laugh, it seems that he is not miserable.

Xun Can poked him: "Stop laughing, the abbot is coming out."

Leiyue Temple is very big, and the Buddha statues are five feet high. An old man with a gray beard slowly came out of the side hall, followed by a young monk, and bowed to them:

"The old monk has not passed his dharma name, but he is the presiding officer in the temple. I have met all the nobles."

Shu Qiyun replied: "Abbot, I have sent someone to explain to you about the previous ceremony, is there any problem?"

Wei Du nodded: "That's natural, it's like this every year, His Royal Highness don't have to worry about it."

"Then invite the abbot to preside over tonight's blessing ceremony."

Wei Du bowed slowly, but was stopped by Shu Qiyun: "I understand, please trouble His Royal Highness to come in person."

"The abbot doesn't need to be too polite."

After everything was ready, Mo Fengyi wandered back and forth in Leiyue Temple, sighing to Xun Can and Ling Ziming while walking: "It's really big, it's worthy of being a national temple, it feels bigger than when I was a child."

Xun Can nodded: "There are repairs and expansions, and there are more people offering incense. This Buddhist temple will naturally grow bigger and bigger."

Mo Fengyi's eyes were sharp, and he saw two figures from afar, and told Ling Ziming: "Girl, go, call them here."

Ling Ziming followed his gaze, and just as he was about to lift his feet, the two men were already walking towards this side.

Yin Zhixiao was extremely excited when he saw Ling Ziming, and rushed forward to hug her: "Little sister!"

Mo Fengyi gave Hua Qianzi a look: "I thought you weren't coming, so I just told Xiaoxiao the news."

Hua Qianzi bowed to Xun Can before returning: "I'm a little worried, so I went with my junior sister."

Looking at his attire, Mo Fengyi felt that his waist was not very comfortable. He twisted his body and teased: "Fortunately, we all wear white and gold uniforms, and your outfit is not eye-catching. Hey, Xiaohua, go around and see if there are any." What's unusual."

Hua Qianzi nodded: "Okay."

Knowing that Mo Fengyi decided to investigate with them together, he was very happy. As long as this person can do a serious job, Hua Qianzi is willing to listen to him.

"Eldest brother was sent by the lord to assist you, he was just too embarrassed to say so." Yin Zhixiao hugged Ling Ziming's arm and winked playfully.

In fact, Mo Fengyi knew it in his heart, but he stretched out his hand to poke Yin Zhixiao's forehead: "You are the ghost."

Ling Ziming patted his hand: "Go aside, don't keep bullying and smiling."

Mo Fengyi rubbed his hands: "Okay, I won't bully Xiaoxiao." Then he suddenly flicked Ling Ziming on the head, shaking her, "I bully you."

Hua Qianzi spoke again: "Fengyi, you have a special status, you should pay more attention, the junior sister has also been exposed, I'm afraid those people will target you."

Mo Fengyi nodded: "Don't worry about me, you check your records, have you found anything in the past two days?"

Hua Qianzi lowered his voice: "In the past few days of investigation, we suspect that Princess Wei Bin has something to do with the Hannai people."

Mo Fengyi put on an impossible expression: "She is from the southern country and married to Beiyi, how could she collude with the Hanna people?"

Yin Zhixiao also opened his mouth: "But I received a secret report from the eyeliner, saying that many of the people who have been in and out of Wei Bin's palace recently are strangers, and their behavior is strange, unlike Nanshi or Beiyi."

Xun Can thought for a while and said, "Even if there was no collusion, she should know about it. After all, she was assassinated and had contact."

Mo Fengyi shook his head: "It's because she was assassinated that she couldn't possibly have anything to do with her. She should hate Hanna to death, right?"

Hua Qianzi: "We have no way of knowing these things, and we can only learn more about them when we get close to her."

Mo Fengyi: "But we are not familiar with King Wei Bin, nor have we seen the princess."

"I can." Ling Ziming volunteered.

"You know her?" Xun Can asked.

Ling Ziming shook her head: "I don't know her, but I know Princess Yuxi very well. She is the younger sister of the princess, so I should be able to contact her tonight."

Mo Fengyi clapped his hands: "Okay then, you can go meet her, hey Xiaohua, you and Xiaohua will go around to see the situation at night."

Xun Can asked, "What about you?"

Mo Fengyi had a smile on his face: "I'm going to pray for blessings. My father will also come at night. Of course I want to be with him. Don't you want to be with your uncle?"

Xun Can shook his head: "I am participating as the Xun family."

He doesn't rely on anyone, among all the sons of the state, only Xun Can can gain a foothold in the court by himself.

Mo Fengyi took his arm, and said nonchalantly: "Then you come with me, anyway we can't run around, let them investigate."

Dare to love this person is still lazy.

Xun Can handed a token to Huaqiuzi: "All the guards in black brocade clothes are mine, you take this and you can deploy it as you like."

Hua Qianzi answered without hesitation.

Mo Fengyi was amazed: "Are you two familiar? Just give one, and take the other?"

He made a fuss, and the two ignored him.

Xun Can said again: "Okay, let's split things up. There are many guests and ministers tonight, and people are mixed. Be careful."

Everyone nodded and scattered away.

At nightfall, the ceremony begins.

Mo Fengyi actually wanted to take the opportunity to check, but he walked and walked with Mo Xian, praying and praying along the way, wasting his energy by stopping and going, and didn't have a good rest in the past two days, which made him very tired.

Mo Xian knew his situation without looking back, and said, "If you don't want to worship, then you can step back. If you are not sincere, no matter how much you pray, it will be useless."

The words, which were clearly concerned about him, changed as soon as they reached the tip of his mouth.

Mo Fengyi was also tired, after hearing what he said, he didn't force it, and prepared to rest beside him: "That's all right, dad, the ceremony is over, you should go back first, I'm behind the temple."

Then, regardless of how Mo Xian responded to him, he pulled Xun Can along and left.

Before Xun Can could react, he followed Mo Fengyi to the small pavilion in the backyard of the temple.

Mo Fengyi leaned against the railing, looked at the crescent moon, and did not speak.

Xun Can stood aside, looked at him and asked, "Why did you come out? This is not allowed."

Mo Fengyi smiled lightly: "Then you didn't stop me, I'm tired, and the crowd is too noisy, so come out to be quiet." After saying that, he felt uncomfortable in his waist, so he simply untied his belt, thinking that no one was there anyway, The robe was loosened, and the neckline was also slightly opened.

Seeing him unbuttoning his clothes, Xun Can's tone faltered: "What's wrong?"

"Uncomfortable, too lazy to wear."

Xun Can stepped forward and picked up his belt, ready to tie it on him again: "The summer night is cool, don't brag."

Mo Fengyi was about to snatch his belt and said, "Hey, it's uncomfortable to wear it, it's either loose or tight."

But Xun Can took his hand and put the belt on the clothes again: "I'll tie it for you, I often wear clothes that don't fit."

Mo Fengyi was a little sleepy, so he let him wear it for himself, wondering: "Why? Aren't all your clothes custom-made?"

Xun Can lowered his head slightly, and moved his hands around his waist. Mo Fengyi was a little itchy, but he didn't speak, and heard him say: "There are many banquets in the palace, and there are pilgrimages, ceremonies, etc. The clothes are all uniform. It rarely fits."

The belt was perfectly attached to Mo Fengyi's body, and the jade pendant was also re-tied with a simple flower knot, which was refreshing and clean.

Mo Feng moved comfortably, and closed his eyes: "It's better than that girl Ziming, alas, I wanted to meet Xiaohua and the others, but now I don't want to leave at all."

Xun Can caught a name and asked, "Why do you say he wouldn't want to come to Leiyue Temple?"

Mo Feng's expression was a little confused: "Xiaohua? Because he doesn't like Buddha. He likes Taoism more. If he wants to practice in the future, he will definitely choose Taoism."

Xun Can looked at his eyes that were almost closed: "You know him very well."

Mo Fengyi nodded, half asleep and half awake: "Of course, just like you and Shu Qiyun, I also grew up with him."

Mo Fengyi was about to fall asleep, and he didn't see Xun Can staring at him.

Mo Feng said again: "He is a person who never cares about what other people think or say. For him, the only thing that matters is his own thoughts. Everything he does is motivated by his heart, and no one can force him. I should be thankful that in his eyes chivalry and justice are right, if he ever thinks that the art of witchcraft is right, I'm afraid there will be disasters in the world."

He didn't notice that he said the forbidden words, but Xun Can didn't care, he knew that this person was almost confused.

Xun Can nodded softly: "Yes, I know that he is a chivalrous person, and he is your friend, so I am willing to believe it."

Mo Fengyi completely closed his eyes in satisfaction, propped his head up and was about to fall asleep.

Xun Can patted his arm lightly: "It's windy outside, don't sleep here. Let's go, I know there is a small building behind, you should be able to sleep."

Mo Feng took his hand away confusedly: "Hey, I don't want to walk, I'm sleepy now, take a nap for a while, don't disturb me."

Xun Can tilted his head and curled the corners of his mouth: "Don't want to walk?" The voice was very small, lightly reaching Mo Fengyi's ears, he tickled, and opened his eyes a little:

"Why don't you carry me?"

When Xun Can heard the words, he didn't respond, so Mo Fengyi smiled, closed his eyes, and prepared to continue sleeping like this.

Then, while he was in a trance, someone pinched his waist and bent his knees, and his whole body flew into the air, and his head leaned against his broad and warm chest.

Mo Feng was startled, opened his eyes in an instant, and woke up in an instant: "You... what are you doing?"

Xun Can moved his hand again, wanting to hug him again in another place, but Mo Feng shuddered: "Don't move!"

Then he realized that he had said something wrong, and hurriedly called him again: "Put me down!"

Xun Can let him struggle in his arms without moving, and after moving his hands, he hugged him firmly and prepared to walk forward: "Don't you want to walk?"

Mo Fengyi felt that his heart was beating violently and he was not sleepy at all, but he was too weak to break free from him, so he patted his chest restlessly and said: "Then that's not what I meant, there are still people here."

Xun Can continued to walk his way. He didn't expect Mo Fengyi to be so light. He usually looks tall and strong, but now he has no flesh in his hands. He ignored the almost non-threatening hammer on his chest, lazily Said: "No one is coming, the back is sealed, you sleep in yours, it will be here soon."

How can I still sleep here? !

Mo Fengyi felt that tossing around now was hypocritical, and looked at Xun Can as if he didn't care, so he stopped struggling. Xun Can's heartbeat was very steady, just like everyone else, Mo Fengyi just listened to him, and asked him: "I just now Didn't I ask you to carry me? What are you doing?"

Then he heard the man laugh, his chest trembled slightly, the voice seemed to come from Xun Can's heart, Xun Can lowered his head and approached him, and said in his ear:

"special treatment."

That voice carried the warmth of Xun Can's exhalation, as if his lips had touched his ears, and Mo Fengyi couldn't bear the already scorching temperature in the summer night.

Xun Can also felt the person in his arms tremble slightly, and Mo Feng couldn't see his face in the night.

Sure enough, there was a small building in the backyard of the temple. There was no real bed, but a small shop. Xun Can put the person down, and used the silk and satin that was placed under the tribute as a quilt, and covered Mo Fengyi, as if He is disabled.

Mo Fengyi laid down cautiously, not feeling sleepy at all, took the cloth and put it on, whispering: "No need, I will do it myself."

The voice was very low, and he didn't know if Xun Can heard it. He knew that Xun Can was strong and strong. He not only practiced martial arts since he was a child, but also trained soldiers and fought in wars. He was still frightened by the man's strength, he didn't expect that Xun Can could hold such a not-so-light man so securely.

Now he was a little afraid to look at Xun Can, for some reason, he was actually a little shy.

shy? ? !!

Mo Feng was surprised to find that his emotions were abnormal, but isn't he just shy in his current state?

Xun Can noticed that he was in a daze, and asked, "What's the matter? Don't you sleep?"

Mo Fengyi didn't know how to face him, so he lay down and turned his back to him, suppressed his heartbeat and said, "Sleep, sleep now."

Xun Can sat down at the side, looked at the man's back and smiled, "Okay, the ceremony should take another hour, you can sleep a little longer, and I'll call you later."

Mo Feng responded strangely, and closed his eyes fiercely. He thought he was going to stare at the wall for an hour, but he didn't expect that his heartache would become calm and he fell into a deep sleep before long.

Xun Can watched the man's breathing become normal, so he got up quietly, walked to the narrow bunk, and bent over to look at the man with his eyes closed.

Mo Fengyi's eyes are really beautiful. Even if Xun Can closes them, he can imagine how they open and outline their shape. If you look at those eyes alone, you will think that this is a woman, but Mo Fengyi's outline is very tough, The high bridge of the nose brings this kind of eyes, but they are not obtrusive at all, and the slender eyelashes are trembling with the sound of breathing, which almost scratches the bottom of Xun Can's heart.

Xun Can raised his head to look at the gorgeous lights outside the window, and the sound of human voices and music. He used to like excitement because he was always the only one in the room, but now he only felt noisy and worried about waking Mo Fengyi up.

"Little Feng'er...Little Feng'er..."

Hearing the gentle call, Mo Fengyi saw hands reaching out to him in front of him. Those hands were slender and fair, and they were the hands of a woman. He wanted to look up at this person, but the woman's face was so blurred that he couldn't see it at all. Clearly, there is no basis for even guessing who it is.

He stretched out his hands to grab her, but those hands were close in front of his eyes and far away in the sky. He couldn't grasp them, or even touch them. He could only move forward. Then he lowered his head and found that he was in the water, still Constantly sinking, he swam desperately, but remained motionless until the water swallowed him...

Mo Fengyi woke up immediately, sweating all over his body, he turned his head, and Xun Can looked at him suspiciously: "Did you have a nightmare?"

Mo Fengyi took a long time to catch his breath before recovering, as if the drowning had happened just now, he reached out his hand to wipe off the sweat from his forehead, and asked Xun Can feebly, "How long have I been asleep?"

Xun Can sat next to him, put his hand on his trembling shoulder: "In less than half an hour, what did you dream about?"

"I... dreamed that I was drowning, and a pair of hands was stretched out in front of me, but I couldn't grasp it, it kept sinking, and kept..." Mo Fengyi became more and more flustered as he thought about it, and his tone became weaker and weaker.

Seeing that he was afraid, Xun Can comforted him softly: "It's nothing, it was just a dream."

Mo Fengyi shook his head, not knowing whether it was tears or sweat in his eyes: "No! It's too real, I always feel that it's not a dream, I...have dreamed about it before."

Xun Can frowned: "Often?"

"No, not often. When I first came to Pan Xiaotai, I always dreamed about it. It's only occasionally in the past few years. The important thing is that the content of the nightmare is the same every time. Every time I wake up when I want to catch those hands or drown. gone."

Taking advantage of the moonlight, Xun Can felt that his face was paler. He stroked Mo Fengyi's face and wiped off his sweat: "Those hands, do you see who they are?"

Mo Feng said in a tired and deep voice: "I can't see it, I don't know who it is, but it should be a woman."

"Woman? Who could it be? You have had this dream since you were a child. That woman should be someone you are familiar with, right?"

Mo Fengyi opened his eyes wide, looked up at Xun Can, and caught the cold light in his eyes, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "I think...it should be my mother, I heard the woman's voice calling I...my baby name, only my mother would call me that."

Xun Can also thought so, this dream was only after Mo Fengyi went to Pan Xiaotai, just after his mother died of illness.

Xun Can nodded. Seeing that he was too frightened, he asked again: "Why are you so scared? Does your father know that you will have this dream?"

"I... am afraid of water, I haven't told anyone about it."

Xun Can was so shocked that he couldn't control his nervousness: "How can you be afraid of water? When we were young, our subordinates often played in the pool!"

Mo Fengyi opened his mouth and didn't speak. He curled up his legs and hugged himself: "It's not that I don't dare to play in the water, I can even swim, but... I just feel afraid. I subconsciously dare not approach, I don't know why , I... I, the water in the dream is very piercing, like a needle piercing my body."

He explained his thoughts incoherently. Seeing that he couldn't bear it, Xun Can stretched out his hand to hold Mo Fengyi's hand: "Don't be afraid, I'm here." He felt the man's palm sweat, wiped it off for him, and said, "What do you do?" This dream may be because of your mother's sudden death and you can't accept it, so it will continue to be like this."

Mo Fengyi nodded silently, and let him hold his hand. The wind blew in from the window, and in the hot and humid summer air, Mo Fengyi shivered, as if he was in the cold winter.