Tread thousands of dust

Gongsun Songli was finally able to go to the field after two months. He was very calm and actively receiving treatment, but what worried Mo Fengyi was that Gongsun Songli did not speak.

Even if Cong Zhenyi told him that he could open his voice appropriately, Gongsun Songli would not say a word no matter what.

Hou Ke stayed by his side almost every day, chatting with him tirelessly, but Gongsun Songli just didn't open his mouth, and Mo Fengyi didn't pay him much attention, just let him go.

Maybe it was because Gongsun Songli knew the ins and outs of the fire, the blow was too big, Mo Fengyi could only think so.But Mo Fengyi didn't want to force this young man, it's normal that he didn't know how to bear such sudden pain.

At the same time, Xun Can also came to Manjingtang.

"Didn't I tell you not to bring anyone with you?" Mo Fengyi frowned and hurried down the mountain.

Xun Can said helplessly: "Always ensure your safety."

"I'm here." Mo Fengyi rolled his eyes.

"I don't bring many people with me." Xun Can said with a light smile, "Plum tree."

Li Shu stepped forward: "Yes, General."

"Hidden and don't disturb the people here."

"Yes."

Li Shu led a group of people away, and Mo Fengyi asked, "Did no one notice you along the way?"

"I came out in the name of reviewing the local army, and the emperor approved it, so no one doubts it." Xun Can lifted his foot up the steps, stood in front of Mo Fengyi and smiled, "How can I say it's so quiet here, you don't keep anyone ?"

Mo Fengyi shrugged: "Miss Xingci is not willing, this is not my territory, so you should restrain yourself."

Xun Can smiled lightly and said, "I know, it's too late for me to thank her, how dare I bring someone to disturb her tranquility?"

"It's good to know." Mo Fengyi heard again, "You mentioned something in your letter and told me, why didn't you tell me in the letter?"

"I can't explain clearly in a few words, let's go in." Xun Can unconsciously wanted to touch his waist, the feeling there was not so good.

But because of the broad daylight, Xun Can just patted him on the back to ease his endless longing.

Mo Fengyi nodded, turned around and went out: "Okay, Mrs. Xingci is very happy to know you're here, she seems to know you too."

"Of course, when I was young, I was the most worry-free for the imperial physician. I hardly got hurt, unlike you." Xun Can said with a smile.

Mo Fengyi was stunned for a moment, stopped and turned around, looking at Xun Can with a strange look.

"What's wrong?" Xun Can was puzzled, feeling that something was wrong with Mo Fengyi.

Mo Fengyi blinked, and lost his voice: "You remember her"

Xun Can frowned: "Don't you remember why you came to her?"

"It's because I'm a master..." Mo Fengyi's shock was indescribable, could it be that he was the only one who forgot?

But how is it possible?Mo Fengyi was deeply annoyed, he remembered everyone in the imperial city back then, Yuzhi, Xiang Yixin, Ying Yanqi...how could he only forget Cong Zhenyi?

Xun Can stepped forward to support him and said, "Are you okay?"

Mo Fengyi stayed in Manjingtang for almost three months, and he never dared to ask Cong Zhenyi about the past, because somewhere in the dark, Mo Fengyi felt a great fear, maybe like a Huaqizi As he said, his heart made him forget this memory.

Mo Fengyi raised his eyes to look at Xun Can, those gentle and bright eyes are always so reassuring, he shook his head: "Let's go."

Xun Can didn't know why.

From Zhen Yi sitting in the yard sorting herbs, he was still a little dazed when he saw Xun Can. He was too similar to Xun Weichu when he was young, especially his military uniform, just like the god of war who dominated the battlefield back then was reborn.

Xun Can bowed solemnly: "Thank you, Mrs. Xingci, for saving my brother-in-law. Your kindness and virtue will never be forgotten."

"It's nothing, it's just that I have to drink medicine here for several months, and I've wronged that child." Cong Zhenyi couldn't hide his appreciation, "It's really worthy of being the descendant of the general family."

Xun Can smiled, and while Mo Fengyi was still dazed, Xun Can touched his arm.

Mo Fengyi raised his eyes suddenly, and looked at Xun Can blankly.

Cong Zhenyi said helplessly: "Don't pay attention to him, he is here, but his thoughts are not there."

Mo Feng said awkwardly: "Go and see Songli."

The moment Gongsun Songli saw Xun Can, he couldn't hold back anymore.

"elder brother......"

Gongsun Songli hugged Xun Can and began to cry bitterly, as if venting all his sorrows, crying uncontrollably until he was exhausted.

Xun Can patted him on the back gently, as if coaxing a child, oh no, he was just coaxing a child.

Gongsun Songli buried his head in the socket of Xun Can's shoulder, which was the only thing left for him to rely on.

Xun Can didn't say a word, just let him cry on his body.

Songli raised his head with tears in his eyes after crying enough, Xun Can wiped away his tears, Gongsun Songli was startled, and Mo Fengyi did the same.

Xun Can looked at the uneven scar on Gongsun Songli's face, stroked his fingers lightly and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Gongsun Songli shook his head tremblingly.

"I'm sorry Song Li, I'm late." Xun Can didn't dare to recall that night, it had become his nightmare.

"Daddy..." Gongsun Songli raised his head and burst into tears, "...was he buried?"

Xun Can nodded in response, Gongsun Ao didn't wake up, and passed away after only about half a month without leaving a word.

Gongsun Songli lowered his head, tears fell uncontrollably.

Xun Can's throat moved slightly, his eyes were red, but he couldn't cry.

Mo Fengyi stood outside the door, and Hou Ke also cried, but he was happy.

"Song Li finally spoke."

Mo Fengyi looked at the closed door indifferently: "Yes, he finally spoke."

Hou Ke said excitedly: "Song Li will recover soon."

Mo Fengyi's expression was heavy.

"What's the matter, master?" Hou Ke looked at Mo Fengyi a little scary.

Mo Fengyi suddenly pushed the door open and entered.

"Xun Can! Come out!"

Xun Can was sitting at the table talking to Gongsun Songli, and turned around with a puzzled expression, wondering why this man suddenly barged in.

However, none of them dared to question Mo Fengyi, Gongsun Songli blinked his red eyes, and Xun Can had no choice but to go out.

Mo Fengyi dragged him to an open place, and asked, "Master Gongsun is buried, what about Songli?"

Xun Can said vaguely, "Isn't he here with you?"

Mo Fengyi said sullenly: "I ask, where is Songli in the imperial city?"

Xun Can paused, then lowered his head for a while before saying, "There are several unrecognizable corpses in the fire."

"So..." Mo Feng trembled, "It's announced to the world, right?"

Xun Can raised his eyes and said calmly, "Yes, Song Li also died in the fire."

"But he didn't." Mo Feng said angrily, "You know he doesn't!"

Xun Can said coldly, "Then tell me where he is."

Mo Fengyi's breathing was stagnant, and he couldn't say anything.

"I told Song Li just now, because he can't go back to the imperial city, so I have to say that he died in the fire." Xun Can sighed, "Song Li didn't say anything."

Mo Feng smiled wryly and said: "Of course he won't say anything, what else can he say? It would be good if he can save his life. Does he still dare to expect to keep his identity?"

"So... there is no Gongsun Songli in the imperial city." Xun Can said cruelly.

Mo Fengyi shook his head in disbelief: "But many people know that he is still alive."

"But some people don't want him to live." Xun Can said, "We must also treat him as dead."

Mo Feng trembled and said: "But he is not dead yet, there are still people alive in Gongsun's family!"

"No more." Xun Can said coldly.

Mo Fengyi grabbed Xun Can's collar: "You are too cruel, he is your brother!"

Xun Can smiled lightly: "Just because he is my younger brother, I don't want him to really die!"

Mo Fengyi let go of his hands decadently, turned around and left with a cold snort.

Xun Can grabbed his wrist: "Listen to me."

Mo Fengyi struggled to leave, but Xun Can said in pain: "You also know that Songli can't go back!"

Mo Feng froze, looked back at Xun Can and said, "I know he can't, even I know he must die in the imperial city, but that's Song Li's choice, I can't decide for him whether he will stay or even live or die."

Xun Can was stunned, and Mo Fengyi continued: "Xun Can, you really haven't changed at all, you're still used to self-righteously doing good for others."

"Then Songli wants to go back, so I have to watch him die!" Xun Can said angrily helplessly.

Mo Fengyi broke free from his restraint, looked at him coldly and said, "You can't, so you are right, Xun Can, you are always right, I am too selfish."

Xun Can stopped him, with his tall body standing in front of Mo Fengyi: "I have no other choice."

Mo Feng wanted to push him away impatiently, but Xun Can grabbed his hand and said, "The emperor has not allowed to investigate the cause of the fire anymore."

Mo Fengyi was taken aback, and Xun Can continued: "On the day my uncle was buried, the emperor announced me into the palace, and told me clearly that it was an accident, and told me not to waste manpower and material resources to investigate."

Mo Fengyi couldn't believe it: "Everyone knows this is not an accident."

"The emperor said yes, that is."

Mo Fengyi sneered: "So why don't you check?"

"Of course not! But can't you see who the emperor wants to shield and favor?" Xun Can said anxiously, "How dare I say that Song Li is not dead?"

"Yes, you can't, so we have nothing to say." Mo Feng said coldly, "Is this what the letter said to tell me?"

"Don't you think I don't want Songli to go back to the imperial city to see his uncle in a fair manner?" Xun Can gritted his teeth.

Mo Fengyi let out a long sigh of relief: "Even if the emperor wants to favor him and protect him, if the evidence is overwhelming, how can there be no way? Xun Can, of course you want Songli to be safe, but do you know what he wants to do?"

Xun Can fell silent, and Mo Fengyi turned his head and said in a low voice: "Songli has been reluctant to speak since he woke up. He only spoke when you came. You are his elder brother, the person he admired and trusted the most since he was a child. Of course he will agree unconditionally to everything you said, do you expect Song Li to cry and tell you that he wants to go back?"

"I told Song Li about the fire. Although he acted calmly, I knew how much he wanted to kill the person who set the fire. Xun Can, he thought there would be hope when you came, but you just Tell him, he is also dead." Xun Can lowered his head, and Mo Fengyi continued, "You cut off his hope, because he is dead, and a dead person cannot take revenge."

Xun Can was completely stunned, Mo Fengyi gave him a cold look, turned and left.

It's early autumn now, but Xun Can feels cold all over his body.

When Mo Fengyi returned to the room, Gongsun Songli got up and asked, "Brother Mo, where is my brother?"

Mo Feng was so angry that he didn't hit one place: "You still ask him if there is a good thing for him to come?"

Hou Ke was terrified when he heard such a yell, he had never seen Mo Feng get angry recently, and Gongsun Songli was at a loss with his tear-filled eyes blinking.

Mo Feng stepped in front of Gongsun Songli in two steps, and said in a cold voice, "Is what Xun Can said? You are so obedient!"

Gongsun Songli knew what he was talking about, lowered his head and whispered: "He is my brother..."

"You just..." Mo Fengyi gritted his teeth, but he couldn't help but get angry with Gongsun Songli, "You just piss me off!"

"Brother Mo, don't blame my brother. I know he is very sad. Daddy and I are his only relatives, and he doesn't want to do that either." .

Could he not feel sorry for Xun Can?Mo Feng knew that it wasn't just Xun Can's decision, there must be Shu Qiyun and Shu Chen painting them, but he was still angry with Xun Can, because he was Gongsun Songli's elder brother, how could he disregard Gongsun Songli's intentions? ?

Even if the imperial city was dangerous, even if things were complicated, Gongsun Songli had to face them. Mo Fengyi was really uncomfortable, so he could only vent his anger on Xun Can.

"He doesn't want to do this, who would?" Mo Feng said angrily, "I'm so mad..."

"Brother Mo..." Gongsun Songli said helplessly, "Don't be angry...my brother..."

"Shut up." Mo Fengyi gasped and left the door, too lazy to listen to Gongsun Songli talking about Xun Can's troubles.

Mo Fengyi had nowhere to vent his anger, and angrily threw stones by the pond, smashing the withered lotus to pieces.

Cong Zhenyi couldn't stand it any longer, and patted Mo Fengyi on the back: "The lotus flower I planted so hard!"

Mo Fengyi lamented that she really deserved to learn how to prick needles, and the strength of her technique was extraordinary, and she muttered: "It's all withered anyway..."

"What?" Cong Zhenyi said, "Aren't you quite happy this morning? What's the matter now?"

Mo Fengyi curled his lips: "It's okay."

Cong Zhenyi asked: "Will the child of the Xun family live here for a while? Manjingtang can't hold his soldiers."

Mo Fengyi shook his head, irritated: "I don't know."

Cong Zhenyi said helplessly: "Aren't you his friend? Why didn't he tell you about this?"

Mo Feng lowered his arms impatiently: "I'm not, you can ask him yourself."

"I haven't seen him for many years, how can I ask such a thing?" Cong Zhenyi sighed, "That kid is really nice, and he just told me a lot about your childhood. You're young, unlike you, a heartless person who forgot all about it."

Mo Fengyi paused, then turned his head stiffly: "Does he remember?"

"Of course."

From Zhen Yi, he could see that his complexion was not good, so he said quietly: "Have you ever thought about why you forgot?"

Mo Fengyi wondered, "Because that memory was too painful?"

Cong Zhenyi shook his head and said, "Feng Yi, if you feel pain, you should remember it more deeply."

Mo Fengyi also felt that what she said was right, he always remembered clearly the things that caused him pain, such as Tongzhou, such as Mo Xian's departure.

Cong Zhenyi continued: "And for a child of seven or eight years old, the memory that has just been formed is actually the most difficult to forget."

Mo Fengyi frowned and thought, and Cong Zhenyi suddenly asked: "Have you ever had the same dream for a while?"

Mo Fengyi was taken aback for a moment and asked, "Why do you ask this?"

Cong Zhenyi's voice sank: "You have, right?"

Mo Fengyi's expression was not normal: "I..."

"Tell me." Cong Zhenyi said seriously, "Follow me."

Mo Fengyi was surprised to see Hou Ke and Gongsun Songli in the pharmacy.

He was very upset seeing everyone now, and asked with a dark face: "What are you two doing here?"

Hou Ke said in fear: "Songli's medicine is ready, I'll drink it with him."

"You need someone to accompany you to drink the medicine." Mo Feng turned his fierce eyes to Gongsun Songli.

The expressions of the two teenagers both moved, wishing they had never been here before.

Cong Zhenyi said helplessly: "Stop making trouble, Xiao Ke, go and get my acupuncture bag."

This time it was changed to Mo Feng with a strange expression: "What?"

Cong Zhenyi said indifferently: "Acupuncture, here it is."

Mo Fengyi was shocked: "Why do I need acupuncture?"

"It can stimulate your memory. If you really have recurring dreams, then the possibility of success is even greater." Taking the acupuncture bag from Zhenyi, he randomly pulled out a few.

Mo Fengyi gasped, and stared at Hou Ke who didn't look long.

Cong Zhenyi suddenly smiled and said: "How could I forget, you are afraid of pain."

Mo Feng said impatiently: "You still remember this?"

"Of course, when I was a child, I would cry if my knee was broken." Cong Zhenyi smiled, "Every time I want to coax you with candy, it must be a princess or a noble concubine."

Hou Ke and Gongsun Songli didn't know whether to laugh or not, while Mo Fengyi was considering whether to bury these two secret-stealing things on the spot.

Mo Feng asked like a strong man cutting off his wrist: "Where to tie it?"

"arm."

Mo Fengyi raised his eyebrows: "Stimulate my memory, shouldn't I tie my head?"

"Excessive stimulation can easily cause confusion. The meridian on the arm is also good, and it's gentler." Cong Zhenyi pulled Mo Fengyi's arm over, "Both of you hold him down later, don't let him run away."

Mo Fengyi smiled coldly: "Do you think they have the guts?"

Hou Ke and Gongsun Songli swallowed at the same time.

As soon as the words fell, the door was pushed open again.

Xun Can's voice came in: "Why did you drink the medicine for so long?"

Xun Can passed the screen and frowned when he saw Mo Fengyi, why did he need acupuncture?

Mo Fengyi just glanced at him lightly, while Cong Zhenyi continued: "I'm serious, it might hurt a little."

Mo Feng said impatiently: "It's only pain that is called stimulation, hurry up."

Xun Can couldn't help asking, "What is this doing?"

Hou Ke and Gongsun Songli shook their heads to express their understanding.

Mo Fengyi let out a breath: "Go out."

Just as the two boys were about to turn around, Xun Can sat directly beside him.

Mo Fengyi was depressed and dissatisfied: "Didn't you hear me when I said it?"

Xun Can didn't care much: "I'll accompany you."

Mo Fengyi gritted his teeth and said, "No need."

Xun Can smiled lightly and said to Cong Zhenyi: "Please start."

Mo Fengyi rolled his eyes at him.

Hou Ke and Gongsun Songli were very shocked. One was that he had never seen his master being choked up like this, and the other was that he had never seen his brother being so courteous and so happy when he was scolded.

They looked at each other and walked out the door silently.

Cong Zhenyi smiled lightly: "I remember that you were very good friends in the imperial city, how about now?"

Mo Fengyi raised his eyebrows: "What now?"

"You just said that you are not friends." Cong Zhenyi slightly bent her lips.

Xun Can suddenly smiled and said, "It's not true, but I will accompany him, so you can rest assured and continue."

Cong Zhenyi nodded meaningfully, but Mo Fengyi didn't bother to respond.

He suddenly asked: "If you get the needle now, will I have a reaction now?"

"What do you mean?"

"Just...will I regain my memory?"

Cong Zhenyi was speechless: "I am a doctor, not a mage. This kind of stimulation is internal, and you may not feel it at all, but it is not necessarily the case in your dreams. You may... be in the dream. remember."

"What?" Mo Fengyi was incredulous, "What do you mean remembering in a dream?"

"Literally." Cong Zhenyi pressed Mo Fengyi's arm, trying to find a suitable place to insert the needle, "It means that you may really remember, but it should not be a real memory, but... .It turns into a dream and becomes very unreal."

Mo Fengyi still didn't understand, since it was his memory, how could it become a dream?

Cong Zhenyi continued: "Do you know why I asked you, have you ever had the same dream for a while?"

Mo Fengyi shook his head in a daze.

"I'm sure it was a nightmare." Cong Zhenyi said, "So in order not to scare you, I didn't ask you about the content of the dream. Such a dream is probably no longer a dream. It can be understood as a dream. This distorted reality may even be a memory of yours, and it is because of this possibility that acupuncture can be used to stimulate you and make you remember more."

Mo Fengyi really thinks it is a fantasy, is the dream really so magical?

"You mean, my dream could be real, it could have happened"

Cong Zhenyi responded: "That's right, not only did it happen, but you were terrified, so it left a deep impression on you. In order to defend against this fear, your heart tried to force you to forget that experience. But that was only on the surface, How could the memory be erased at will, so it still exists in the form of a dream, but due to the strong sense of defense, it becomes distorted, and it is different from the real memory."

After hearing this, Mo Fengyi subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, he was afraid.

Had he really drowned?