Yu Wu

On the Feiyao Terrace, there are scattered lanterns, made of bamboo and paper, like a river of stars shining in the long night.The fine snow fell rustlingly amidst the brilliant lights, covering the vermilion lacquer railings in a thin layer.

There were two women standing in the snowy lights, one was wearing a red jacket with embroidered butterfly patterns, and she happened to be smiling and talking about something, while the other was wearing a light yellow embroidered plum and bamboo song, standing by the vermilion fence, looking up. Looking at a light fish-shaped lamp.

Although he lost his memory, Gu Mang recognized that the latter was Murong Mengze almost immediately.

Just now in the main hall, he felt that Mo Xi's expression was wrong. He had known Mo Xi for so long, and he had never seen him care about anyone so much. At that time, Gu Mang thought that the legendary "Princess Mengze" should be a very beautiful beauty.But at this moment when Yu saw her in the snowy neon, he felt that the description of this person as "good-looking" seemed too superficial.

Murong Mengze's figure is not outstanding, but she is tall and elegant, and she has the meaning of Yangchun Baixue.The stream of lantern flowers shone on her delicate and fair face, exuding a jade-like luster.Not to mention a strand of white jade on the nape of her neck, pulled out from the neckline like a flower stem, the neck is slender, and it complements her temperament even more.

"...Meng Ze."

Murong Mengze turned around, was taken aback for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Ah, Brother Mo. Long time no see."

The person in red next to her is her personal maid, Yueniang.Yue Niang also bowed to Mo Xi, and said with a smile, "I have met Mr. Xihe, and Mr. Xihe is safe."

Mo Xi walked towards Mengze: "Why are you standing here? Isn't it cold?"

"I just recuperated from Tangquan Palace. Such a beautiful lantern, only once a year." Mengze said with a smile, "It's okay."

Now that she said that, Mo Xi didn't know how to persuade her.But at this moment, a hand suddenly lifted up and touched her temples.

"Go back, it's cold outside."

After all, Mengze is a man of gold, no one would dare to offend her like this easily, so she subconsciously took a step back.And when she saw who the person behind Mo Xi was, her expression changed a little.

"Gu Shuai..."

As the man who used to be the most attractive to girls in Chonghua, Gu Mang still had some tenderness towards women in his bones.So even though he was vaguely displeased with Mo Xi being so close to this woman, he still kindly said, "Your ears are turning red from the snow."

Murong Mengze was at a loss for words for a while.

Rao was aware of Gu Mang's situation before she came back, but she still couldn't accept the sudden close contact with this traitorous devil.

Yueniang has a bad temper, her eyes can't be irritated, and she said angrily to Gu Mang: "You traitor, how dare you stick out your cheap hoof to touch my Patriarch? If it wasn't for you—"

"Okay." Murong Mengze interrupted her softly, "Stop talking."

Yue Niang curled her lips: "Princess, why are you always so good-tempered... I, I feel wronged for you!"

"What nonsense." Murong Mengze said softly, but with a bit of dignity, "Yue Niang, don't mess around anymore, let's go into the house to keep warm."

"...Yes..." Although Yueniang reluctantly agreed, but before leaving, she still gave Gu Mang a hard look, her cheeks puffed up with anger.

Murong Mengze sent Yueniang away, then turned to Mo Xi and asked, "Is he... living in your house now?"

It was self-evident who he was referring to.Mo Xi let out a "hmm".

Murong Mengze lowered his eyelashes, sighed and said: "...I don't want to say anything more, you are a person who has been injured, and there are some things that you should pay more attention to."

"I know."

Gu Mang didn't quite understand what Mengze meant, he just felt that she should be a good person if she didn't let that fierce girl continue to abuse him.It just so happened that a plum blossom fell on the side of the Yaotai, and it was falling on Mengze's hair, so Gu Mang stretched out his hand to pick it off for her...

But this time, Mo Xi held his hand before it even touched Mengze.

Gu Mang said: "A flower fell on her head..."

Mo Xi interrupted him, without any waves in his voice, "This is Princess Mengze. Salute."

Mengze said: "Forget it. His consciousness is damaged, so it doesn't matter whether he is polite or not."

Gu Mang didn't say anything, his blue eyes rolled left and right, looking at Mengze and then at Mo Xi.Finally, he lowered his head slowly: "I just want to help..."

"..." Mo Xi paused, and decided to end the conversation, so he said, "Go back to the main hall first. I have something to say to her."

She chased her away, he chased him away.

So he, like Yueniang, was the one who was going to be sent away?

Gu Mang looked at Mo Xi and Meng Ze, but said nothing.After a while, he turned around silently.

He has always been gentle and tolerant towards girls, it was like this before he lost his memory, and he hasn't changed much now.

He always felt that they were weak, delicate, and beautiful, and deserved the best protection, while he himself was rough and fleshy, and he should give them all the good things and be courteous to them.

Therefore, he felt that what Mo Xi did was right. Princess Mengze was a princess, a very remarkable female, and she should be respected and cared for more.

And I am dirty, a slave.It's true that you shouldn't touch her.

But for some reason, he felt very sad. He returned to the main hall, rubbed his red fingers, and covered his ears... At this time, there were already many guests in the hall, but when he looked up, there were no familiar faces. people.

This situation made Gu Mang feel a strong sense of helplessness, as if he had abandoned a dog in the wilderness. He instinctively turned around and wanted to find the only reliable Mo Xi, but the moment he turned back, , but realized that it was Mo Xi who sent him away.

He had nowhere to go, so he could only stand by the patio door, watching the two people in the lights from afar.

Under the lantern, Mo Xi lowered his head and talked to Mengze. Mengze kept laughing, and sometimes coughed a few times. Later, Mo Xi seemed to ask her something. Mengze shook his mouth and coughed, then shook his head.

The distance was too far, and Gu Mang couldn't hear anything, but Mo Xi's facial features were profound, and he could see his expression clearly even after such a long distance.

Mo Xi obviously sighed, then he took off his military uniform and handed it to Murong Mengze.

He didn't personally put on Mengze's clothes, nor did he do anything else, but he didn't know why Gu Mang's heart suddenly throbbed again when he saw this scene.

Gu Mang frowned, and raised his hand to press his heart... Before he could figure out what kind of emotion this was, some bizarre conversations flashed through his mind—

"Brother, I really like you."

It was Mo Xi's voice, as young and sincere as in the dream.

"Your Majesty has granted me the title of Lord Xihe. From now on, I don't have to look at others. I will do what I promise you. I want to be with you justifiably."

"Gu Mang, I will give you a home, just wait for me, okay?"

"You believe me……"

The heartache became more and more severe, like a thorn that took root and sprouted inside, and then pulled out suddenly.

The old words in the ears are not scattered, and the people in front of the eyes are in pairs.

For a moment, Gu Mang was so sad that his body was a little bent. He held on to the balcony door frame, bowed his head and panted.

He didn't quite understand what the words he suddenly recalled meant, and he couldn't remember the cause and effect of the time, the scene of the covenant.

But this pain...

And the mood at that time, but it was so clearly engraved in the bone marrow.So much so that he even had a little trouble breathing.

Subconsciously, he felt that this kind of pain was not without warning, as if he had already expected this day in the past, as if he had never taken Mo Xi's previous promise seriously.

Even though the future Mo Xi described to him was so good, the young man in his memory seemed to want to promise his whole life, heart, blood and all his love in an instant.

Gu Mang could feel that he wanted to believe it.

Thinking of pain, thinking of trembling, thinking of being torn apart, wanting to hold Mo Xi's hand, wanting to go all out and trust him and love him regardless.

But when it comes to the head, I'm still timid.

Mo Xi is the proud son of heaven, he is a nobleman, he is the descendant of four generations of generals.

And he is just a small person, this love is too heavy, he still can't bear it after all.

He knew that Mo Xi would grow up one day, become sensible, and understand that his feelings for him were just a whim in his youth, and his life was very long, and the one who could accompany him through the journey would not be a crappy and lowly slave.

But these words, he didn't seem to have confided in Mo Xi back then, but now he recalled - it turned out that he was afraid at that time.

It seems to say that he lost too badly, he has very little, and he can't lose another heart.

His heart may not be a big deal to nobles, he can be hurt, played with, discarded or even trampled into powder.

But for him, this little heart is all his belongings in this life.

So Mo Xi can love, and he can get carried away playing taboos with him for a while.

But he can't afford to love, life has a high or low, although he doesn't want to admit it, but life is like this, you can't avoid the truth by closing your eyes.

His life is too thin.

What Mo Xi wanted, he couldn't afford.

Mo Xi gave it, he couldn't bear it.

The best position for him is to stand on the edge of the Yaotai, in a small dark and inconspicuous corner as he is now, to see the romance and love that have nothing to do with him.

Then smile...

But Gu Mang couldn't laugh, he vaguely knew that he should smile and relax, there was a deep-rooted instinct protecting him, but he was not the old Gu Shuai after all.

He couldn't smile.

He turned his head away, not daring to look at the situation on the balcony anymore, turned around and walked to the flowing water banquet table as if fleeing, and stood here to relieve his throbbing heart.

After a while, more and more people came to the banquet. Gu Mang, a felon, stood there alone in a daze, which inevitably attracted the attention of many people.There were a few people who had a blood feud with Gu Mang, and their eyes were fixed on Gu Mang. If it wasn't for the occasion, they would all rush to eat him alive.

After Gu Mang slowly recovered, he felt something was wrong.He looked around, and all he could see were cold and hateful faces, so he hurriedly grabbed some things from the running water table and put them in his arms, like a street mouse that everyone shouted and beat, in a hurry Fleeing, finally found an inconspicuous corner and squatted down.

Only then did I realize that what I caught was not tasty.

His foraging ability was really bad, the table was full of food, but all he took was two scallion pancakes.

With shallots, still cold...

But at this point, he couldn't pick and choose. Gu Mang lowered his head and gnawed on the cake in small bites. He was eating in silence when a gentle voice sounded behind him: "Gu Mang? Why are you here?"

Gu Mang turned around with a sesame seed cake in his mouth, and saw Jiang Yexue sitting on a wooden wheelchair, looking at him with some surprise.

It was the man who put on the "necklace" for him...

Gu Mang heaved a sigh of relief, he didn't have too much malice towards this person, and even felt kind, so he bit the pancake and whispered, "It's not an eyesore here."

Jiang Yexue wanted to know how other people would treat him, so she sighed, "Where's Mr. Xihe?"

"He is with the princess."

"I see. No wonder, he will leave you alone..."

Gu Mang swallowed a mouthful of biscuits, and asked in a low voice, "Why did you come here too? Are you not likable?"

Jiang Yexue smiled and said, "That's right."

He glanced at the distance, Yue Chenqing was talking to his fourth uncle with a smile on his face, but Murong Chuyi still ignored him as usual, with an indifferent face, not sure if he listened or not.

Jiang Yexue looked at it for a while, then turned her gaze away, and said, "I'm really not likable either."

Gu Mang moved his position and made room for him.

The two silently watched the fine snow drifting outside the window, Gu Mang suddenly glanced at his legs, and asked, "Why are you sitting all this time?"

"...was wounded in battle and couldn't stand up again."

Gu Mang didn't speak immediately, he took a few more mouthfuls of sesame seed cakes, and couldn't stand the smell of scallion oil, so he suddenly handed the cakes to Jiang Yexue: "Do you want to eat?"

Jiang Yexue: "..."

After a little silence, Jiang Yexue sighed, "You are still the same as before."

Gu Mang opened his eyes slightly: "You also knew me before?"

Jiang Yexue smiled and said: "...No one in the world knows the king."

Gu Mang said, "I...don't understand much."

"I did know you before. Me, you, Mr. Xihe, and Lu Zhanxing, at that time we often cooperated together in the Southern Expedition and the Northern War." Jiang Yexue said, looking at the biscuits in Gu Mang's hand, "Can you eat them at that time?" The dropped things also like to be stuffed to us."

Gu Mang looked at him blankly: "So, you are also my old friend?"

"That's right." Jiang Yexue said, "We live and die together." He sighed softly, "So I can't hate you."

Gu Mang lowered his eyes and said, "But Mo Xi hates me."

Jiang Yexue smiled lightly, her black eyes looking at the night were full of tranquil and transparent luster: "Although what you said is true, he is probably the person who doesn't want to hate you the most in this world."

"……yes?"

"Yes."

Snowflakes lay on the window lattice, soaked into orange by the light flowing from the hall.

Jiang Yexue straightened the cold clothes on her shoulders, admired the snow with Gu Mang for a while, and said, "He used to treat you well."

Gu Mang didn't say anything.

Jiang Yexue's voice was gentle and deep: "You are trapped, and he will save you even if he doesn't want his life. You were seriously injured and unconscious, and he didn't touch your bed for days and nights to guard you. You have to be happy even after you have made meritorious deeds. You tell jokes... He is such a serious person, he sits among the soldiers and looks at you all the time, and he is the first to laugh when you finish speaking happily."

"But you don't remember any of that."

After all, he is a person who has seen through life and death through suffering. He doesn't have any strong emotions mixed in, he just talks about the past calmly with an old friend.

His tone and demeanor were calm.

But Gu Mang was in a daze between his words, he seemed to be able to catch some vague shadows, some fragments of the past - in a crowded and lively tavern, the atmosphere was lively and the soldiers were noisy.

He stood on a chair, grinning and chatting with the people below.

His eyes flicked past, and he couldn't remember the jubilant and noisy faces below, but when he raised his eyes, he saw the young man sitting next to the wine cabinet.

With a straight back and gentle eyes, she stared intently at him across the lively crowd.

The heartbeat at that moment was awakened again at this moment.

And those oaths that I just remembered, even though the former self didn't choose to believe them, but no matter what, at least he could feel that Mo Xi was sincere when he said it——

"I really like you."

"I'll give you a home."

"Wait for me..."

Gu Mang closed his eyes and didn't say anything for a while.

Jiang Yexue said: "If you hadn't abandoned him, hurt him, touched his bottom line and reverse scale, how could he hate you. He has always been protecting you, and he is willing to block you from the wind and rain outside— — and you stabbed him under him."

Gu Mang's heart trembled.

is it?

is that so……

He remembered the way Mo Xi held his hand tightly, whispering against his chest.

Mo Xi said, you almost killed me.

"People's hearts are fleshy. He has been guarding for too long, and he has given everything he can. He is a nobleman, one of the highest-born sons in Chonghua. His ancestors have made great achievements for generations, and the family glory is spotless, but he For you, I almost did everything I should and should not have done back then."

"It was the last knife you gave him that made him unable to protect him."

No one has ever said such a thing to Gu Mang, let alone even if he said it a few years ago, he would not believe it.But the contact with Mo Xi during this period of time, and the memories of the past these days, made Gu Mang messy in the center of Jiang Yexue's low complaint.

Gu Mang's blue eyes flickered: "Why did you tell me this?"

Jiang Yexue said: "I used to be your comrade, and also his." He thought for a while, his eyes were a little complicated, "I don't really want to see you hurt each other again."

Gu Mang was stunned for a while, as if grabbing the last floating weed to explain his past mistakes.He almost said helplessly: "But he is also... very fierce, he said I am dirty..."

"That's because you don't know that the thing he hates the most in his life is betrayal."

Gu Mang was stunned: "Why does he hate this the most?"

Jiang Yexue was silent for a moment, and said, "I just wanted to chat with you tonight, but..."

He paused, then sighed, "Forget it. It's okay to say half of what you said. Let me ask you, do you know how his father, Lord Fu Ling, died?"

Gu Mang shook his head.

"Because of a traitor."

Jiang Yexue said, looking back at him: "Mr. Fuling was fighting against the Liao army, but unexpectedly the deputy commander turned against the enemy and turned the siege of the garrison to a desperate situation. He was captured alive by the traitor in order to let the people evacuate."

Gu Mang opened his eyes wide: "And then?"

"In order to please Lord Liao, that traitor killed Lord Xifuling himself, cut off his head, took his spiritual core, and offered it to the enemy country, and was rewarded for it—then that person, just like you in the past, was directly killed. Seal the general."

The bloody words pierced the ears and pierced the lungs.Gu Mang's hands trembled slightly.

"What's even more ironic is that in the family letter that Mr. Fu Ling will not be able to send in the future, he is still praising that traitor for his love and righteousness, saying that with this brother, the family members don't have to worry." Jiang Yexue looked at her knees , sighed lowly, "He is still saying, how can he say that he has no clothes, and he is in the same robe as his son."

"..."

"Mr. Fuling gave his family and life to the other party, but his brother didn't even leave a complete body for his family. When the coffin entered the city, Mr. Fuling's bones and blood were broken, his limbs were separated, and he died without a trace. The whole body." Jiang Yexue turned to look at the pale Gu Mang.

"That year, Mo Xi was only seven years old."

Gu Mang seemed to be choking on a lump, unable to speak a word.

"Gu Mang, now do you know why Jun Xihe hates betrayal so much?"

Jiang Yexue paused and said.

"You did pretty much the same thing as his father-killer."

Gu Mang stared at him blankly, feeling a chill run through his bones: "..."

"Ask yourself, think about it." Jiang Yexue sighed softly, "What kind of sage does he have to be to have no grudge against you."