Rebirth: sailing a thousand times

Gu Shaobai immediately straightened his slightly bent knees, he didn't intend to kneel down sincerely at all, he cupped his hands, "Caomin has seen the prince!"

Mu Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, with an imperceptible sadness in his tone, "Shaobai, you..."

He looked at Gu Sanshao's indifferent and almost mean face, as if those tender and tender old days were all his self-deceiving dreams.

He really wanted to jump out of the carriage, grab his collar and ask: how can a person be so heartless!

Gu Shaobai stared at the thick golden ginkgo leaves under his feet, and he didn't even know what he was thinking. He deliberately forgot, forgot how he loved and hated him in the past; he also deliberately ignored, ignoring the current mutual attraction , heartbroken...

He can no longer find a reason to love a life to death, and he no longer has the strength to go through it with all his heart.

The autumn wind blows, and the leaves fall like snow.

Mo Ran ordered the coachman to park the car on the side of the road to make way for Prince Yi's carriage.

Luan bells were ringing, and the horseshoes made crisp hoof sounds on the bluestone slabs. Between the two compartments, Mu Qingfeng raised the curtain of the car to look out, and the figure in the lake blue gown gradually drifted away. But he never raised his eyes, looked this way, even once.

It wasn't until the Qingbi car went very far that Gu Shaobai raised his eyes, his eyes were blurred, as if he had penetrated the carriage and saw his back sitting upright, and heard his sigh still choked in his throat ...

"Shaobai, Shaobai..." Amidst Mo Ran's repeated calls, Gu Shaobai turned back his gaze in a daze, his eyes were filled with melancholy, which was as thick as a thick fog, which could not be dissipated or melted away no matter what.

Mo Ran was startled, Gu Shaobai's face was clearly full of loneliness, "Shaobai, you..."

Gu Shaobai lifted his clothes and got into the car. He sat quietly in a corner of the car, closed his eyes for a long time, and sighed softly, "Xingyun, have you ever liked someone?"

"Huh?" Mo Ran was stunned, he didn't understand why the third young master asked such a question, while he was writing his words, he heard Gu Shaobai say again, "It's very tiring to like someone!"

Mo Ran recently fell in love with Liu Shangshu's only daughter Liu Meisheng, it was the unrequited love to the point of ecstasy, but the beauty didn't know his intentions, so she couldn't help but let out a sad cry of sympathy, "Yes, very tired!"

Gu Shaobai didn't know whether he heard it or not, the curtains of the car fluttered, and the lights went on and off. The sunlight swept across his delicate and elegant outline, as if writing mottled thoughts.

Thinking of myself in the past, I was moved by Zhou Feng's letter every day. The affection between the lines was like a spider web, trapping him in it, willing to be bound, so, after receiving the picture "Knowing that I am in love", When I was looking at the sound of Jiangtou River's water in the eight-foot middle hall, I sank into it completely, sinking beyond redemption, sinking to pieces.

Who said that Mu Qingfeng is not good at prose or calligraphy?He smiled wryly and shook his head, the joy and pain were vivid in his mind, like a yellowed book page, easily flipped by the breeze, even if he didn't want to revisit it!

Two carriages, one large and one small, drove in opposite directions, and gradually moved away.

This road is the back alley of "Wen Suzhai", the largest teahouse in the capital. The second floor has a half-open window, and Wang Sidao's white and beardless face is hidden behind the window, "This is the third young master of the Gu family who returned to Beijing with Prince Yi Is it?"

"Yes", Duan Yanchen poured hot tea into the tea bowl, "I can't see that Prince Yi, a master with eyes above the top, is actually interested in this young master of the Gu family. It is said that the young man who returned to Beijing from Mobei Along the way, he lived with Gu Sanshao in the same car and took care of him a lot... However, it's no wonder that this Mr. Gu's appearance is quite attractive!"

The corner of Wang Sidao's lips twitched, and he let out a cold snort, "I thought Prince Yi was a monolith, but I didn't expect to have such a weakness!"

He picked up the tea, stared at a tea leaf floating on the dark brown tea soup, and slowly stretched the leaf in the boiling water, "Mu Qingfeng, don't press every step of the way, otherwise, the fish will die and the net will be broken, no wonder the truth..."

After a while, Duan Yanchen asked hesitantly, "Nowadays, the whole court is busy with the queen mother's birthday, and there is no conclusion on the case of Ge Chunhui and Sun Binzi. After the queen mother's birthday is over and the censor is listed, the emperor will probably agree. Dali Temple played Ge Chunhui and Young Master Sun." He glanced at Wang Sidao, "I'm afraid..."

Wang Sidao waved his hand and stopped Duan Yanchen's words. He leaned back on the back of the chair and remained silent for a long time. He didn't say a word until the hot tea had cooled down, "Yan Chen, let's make arrangements, Ben I want to see Binzi." After speaking, he drank the cold tea in one gulp without waiting for Duan Yanchen to change it to hot tea, and the unspeakable bitterness spread from his throat to his chest, turning into an indescribable pain.

The first emperor didn't have many heirs. The current empress dowager is the emperor's biological mother. After giving birth to three princesses in a row, she gave birth to the third prince at that time.

The emperor ruled the world with benevolence and filial piety, and since the founding of Dayin's dynasty, the national fortune has reached an unprecedented peak, the treasury is full, and the sea is feasting and the river is clear.Therefore, for the Empress Dowager's [-]th birthday, the emperor not only pardoned the world, but also built a new residence for the Empress Dowager. Feedback filial piety!

According to the three-day period of the Empress Dowager's birthday, the large and small post houses in Jingling City are all overcrowded.Officials of all sizes and envoys from various countries who went to Beijing to celebrate their birthdays hustle and bustle, and the Jingling City is very lively for a while, and the limelight is unmatched.

At the same time, a dark gray and green pony carriage quietly drove into the long Wenhua Lane under the scorching afternoon sun. Wisterias are covered with high brick-red courtyard walls, cornices with cornices and glazed green tiles, high gates The courtyard of the mansion is deep, and it is Prince Yi's mansion.

Mu Qingfeng received the report and greeted him personally at the second gate.

A thin young man in a wide robe with wide sleeves and a pure white gauze robe was helped in by a man who looked like a servant boy. He had deep eyes, black eyebrows drawn into his temples, and a pale face that looked more and more dark like an ancient well. Wubo, two black and white moon mast leaf tattoos between his eyebrows, and a long string of black beads of unknown material that emits a faint light around his neck, adding a little mystery to this boy.

When he saw Mu Qingfeng from a distance, he stopped, clasped his palms in front of his chest, and saluted very solemnly, and Mu Qingfeng also clasped his hands together to salute, and then he stepped forward.

Mu Qingfeng stood where he was, and waited for him to approach, reached out his hand, shook hands with him, and said, "Lingmin, it's been a hard journey!"

This young man was exactly Mu Qingfeng who rescued him from the rebels four years ago to quell the chaos in southern Xinjiang, and now he is the great witch Zhu of the Yuemai Kingdom, who is less than one person and more than ten thousand people.

Mu Qingfeng led him to the Nuan Pavilion, where sumptuous refreshments had already been set up.

Lingmin took his seat, obviously not interested in drinking tea, but just sat in the chair silently, looking at Mu Qingfeng carefully from front to back, left, right, left, and right.

Mu Qingfeng poured tea for him himself, watched Lingmin amidst the smoke, and said with a smile, "I only saw you in the Lunar New Year, and it's only been half a year, and I miss you so much that I'm so haggard, even tea Don't bother to take a sip... huh? Look at your eyes, why don't you eat me!"

Four years ago, the Taishi of the Yuezhi Kingdom supported the rebellion of the vassal king, brutally murdered Lingmin's brother, the great witch Muzhi, and imprisoned Lingmin.Mu Qingfeng arrived with his troops, cut off the heads of the grand master and the vassal king with one sword, and quelled the chaos within a few days. Yin Xiang is at peace with the world, and the old good will last forever!

Ling Min seemed to sigh a long time, and he didn't mean to be joking at all, he said in a low tone, "My lord, it's great that you're fine..."

Mu Qingfeng stared at his pale cheeks without a trace of blood, pushed the tea bowl in front of him, and asked in bewilderment, "This king suffered some injuries during his trip to the north, but he has recovered. Figured it out?"

Lingmin shook his head, the two leaves on his forehead were slightly distorted with slightly frowned eyebrows, but they clearly looked happy, after a long while, he whispered, "The agreed period has passed, so, that Gu Young Master Shaobai changed his fate after all, so it can be regarded as living up to your entrustment..."

When Mu Qingfeng was holding the bowl, he couldn't help but tremble when he heard the word "Gu Shaobai". The tea poured out and wet the sleeves of his robe. He asked in a trembling voice, "Lingmin, you live in southern Xinjiang. How could you know Gu Shaobai... What are you talking about?"

Lingmin looked back at him, his eyes were earnest and compassionate, "My lord, don't ask me first, let me ask you, since the beginning of his acquaintance with you, don't you feel the slightest difference?"

Why not?Mu Qingfeng frowned.

Gu Shaobai hated him naturally, every inch he got closer, he retreated a foot;

He stabs all over his body, his eyes are full of vigilance, he sees himself as an old enemy, like a flood, like a beast, he doesn't lie, and he doesn't hesitate to hurt himself to hurt others;

However, he would rather risk his life to help him, help him, and protect him. If it weren't for his sharp words, Mu Qingfeng would definitely think that he has deep affection for him!

"Is there?" Lingmin asked persistently.

"Yes!" Mu Qingfeng put down the tea bowl that was almost crushed by him, the sky outside the window was extremely gloomy, and a heavy rain was brewing in the sky.

"He seems to hate me very much..." He thought for a while, then shook his head again, "It doesn't seem... that he is heartless... let alone..."

"He almost lost his life because of me, but he didn't complain... But, afterward, he asked me to write a promise. If he said that he was only doing it for profit... it doesn't seem like..."

Mu Qingfeng could hardly find a complete sentence to describe Gu Shaobai. It wasn't until today that he realized that Gu Shaobai was like a cloud of mystery in his heart, just like his eyes, which were pure at first glance, There is nothing left, and when you really want to find out, you will find that all of this is your misunderstanding, because he never really wanted to present you anything!

Lingmin saw that he was frowning, and was searching for words to describe to him, how painful and helpless he was, so he knew that this person fell in love with Gu Shaobai wholeheartedly, just like the vow he made that day.

He patted Mu Qingfeng's hand tightly clenched on the hem of his clothes, and said softly, "My lord... I may be able to clear up your doubts."

Mu Qingfeng's eyes were wide open, and his starry eyebrows and facial features looked like an ordinary young man with a spring in his arms. There was no trace of aristocratic hostility between his brows, only a little hope, a little longing, and a little longing.

Lingmin sighed, "Invite Gu Shaobai here, he should also know what happened afterwards."

The author has something to say:

I finally came back from my travels. In the future, this chapter will start to clear up your doubts, and the next chapter will present you with a completely different Mu Qingfeng. Maybe, starting tomorrow, everyone will stop hating the prince so much!