Chapter 100 - Slave Mo Xi

Chapter 101 - Grievance of Younger Sister Mo

Chapter 103 - One Room

Chapter 104 - Torment

Chapter 105 - Heart of Lacquer

Chapter 106 - Detoxification

Chapter 107 - Traces of Ambiguity

Chapter 108 - His only stain

Chapter 109 - Women are not easy to cheat

Chapter 100 - Slave Mo Xi
He saw that on the blood-washed skin, all the small wrinkles began to slowly
disappear. In the water, the appearance of Wuyan was undergoing subtle
changes.

Her slightly relaxed face became tight again, and the faint creases between her
eyebrows and eyes seemed to be scalded by the steam. The curve of the falling
corner of her mouth could not be seen gradually, and the lip lines on her lips
also faded away. The whole person was as delicate as the first bud of the early
spring branches.

A blood bath turned the beautiful woman who had just looked more than 40 into
an absolutely gorgeous girl.

She was pretty and charming, like a flower immersed in the blood pool, sucking
the blood of thousands of years of dead spirits into her own blood vessels.
Since then, her skin had color and her eyes had pure feelings.

Wuyan held a handful of blood, and opened her eyes after drinking.

Even the eyes were pure as a young twenty-one year old girl.

Gu Mang looked at this incredible scene, and suddenly something broke out of
his mind when he was in a state of concussion - he understood it all at once!

In fact, the beauty of Liaoguo was her, and so was the old woman with the hair
of a crane and the skin of a chicken!

If she wanted to practice immortality, Wuyan was not good at it. Instead of being
successful, she would let herself grow old quickly. But in terms of the demon's
longevity, she should still be in the prime of her life. In this way, her beauty
would wither. How could Wuyan be happy?

Therefore, the blood elixir made from the blood of feathered tribe should be as
effective as the agate pool - no, it should be stronger. It could not only restore
the spirit of Wuyan, but also let the whole body return to spring from an old age.
Maybe the blood pool could only let her return to her early twenties. Maybe it
wouldn’t last long, but the blood elixir…

It should be able to make her body look back to 15 or 16 years old, and could
last longer.

Wuyan soaked for a while in the pool full of Yin Qi to her endless nourishment.
She was simply in the young light from the inside to the outside, and this
seemed to dispel some of the haze in her heart. When she spoke, her voice
became more relaxed, "Ah Fang, who are the people that you said came back to
the island?"

Ah Fang replied, “I listened to Shangao. Four of them are men. But Shangao
swore and didn't spit out any decent words, so I don't know more."

"Four men,” Wuyan snorted. "It's ok if we don't plunder mortals. However, these
ants will run to our island if they are in a hurry. They’re also worthy to be made
into a forbidden animal by this seat."

"..."

Gu Mang thought that it was true that what she said was not to keep it as
forbidden, but to "make" it as forbidden. The queen of bat really had a white
moon in her heart. That's why she used insects to change Yue Chenqing's
appearance. He don't know which brother was so charming that he had been
missed by a female bat king for such a long time.

A Fang said, "On the king, the lives of ordinary people are only a few decades.
When the practitioner who asked for medicine for his mother came back to the
island last time, you only played for twelve or thirteen years, and he couldn’t
stand the toss and turn away. How many years do you think these four guys can
play again?"

As soon as Wuyan raised her finger, she took a string of red flowers and said,
"They are trying to take the feather medicine guide from our island, which makes
me so angry. It doesn't matter if they don't play for a few years. Anyway, they’re
all puppets made by this building, not... "

She paused for a moment, and the pure look on her delicate face disappeared.
Instead, it was a kind of darkness and madness that could not be concealed by
magic.

"Not really him."

"Wang Shang..."

"Forget it, don't mention it." Wu Yan raised her head and rested her back on the
pebble. "He's a fairy. He's a treacherous man. I haven't been true to him for a
long time. What I can't forget is his pretty face. And it's not easy to have a face
that looks exactly the same.

Gu Mang was surprised - what? Wuyan was interested in a fairy?

The shock was followed by a rush to the top.

Yes... Otherwise, she was a monster. Why should she go against her life and
practice? Instead of following the path of demons, she should follow the path of
immortality? It turned out that the lover in her dream was a fairy.

Since ancient times, fairies and demons were not in each other’s company. The
female bat king may have been infatuated in that time, so she made up her mind
to change her ancestral books and be able to be in the fairyland. But according
to her words, the immortal later "betrayed his faith,” presumably doing
something that made her extremely disappointed or even desperate, so her
immortal could not be repaired, and she was also suffering from a disease and
aging in her prime.

In this way, the infatuation of that year became a distorted obsession - she
would not take the initiative to see any man other than her race, and if any man
broke into bat island, she would make them into the appearance of that
immortal, and torture and play with him to death.

Gu Mang looked at the demon and thought she was hateful and pitiful. He
couldn't help sighing.

Ah Fang massaged Wuyan’s shoulders and said, "Yes, when we catch those
four unintelligible things, we will feed them with the little ghost they want to rob,
so as to teach them to change their skin bags, forget about floating life and stay
on the island to serve our king. Hum! It's cheaper for them!"

Wuyan’s mood gradually turned good. She smiled and said, “Just you sweet
mouth.”

Then she turned her head and said, "Bring me the fruit plate. I'll eat a little."

Gu Mang returned to his mind, quietly holding up the white jade porcelain plate
with his hands. He went to the agate pool and knelt down respectfully.

Wuyan pointed to the inside to pick some out , and finally pointed to a bunch of
lychees. "That's it, peel them."

"Yes," Gu Mang said.

A servant girl nearby immediately brought a small bowl of celadon. The

glistening and tender lychee meat was soon peeled down by Gu Mang. There
were six in the bowl.

Wuyan twisted one of them, opening and closing her lips. She chewed it several
times and said, “Today's food is very delicious."

Gu Mang smiled, but did not make a sound.

When he brought the fruit, he used the soul absorption method. In order to
cover up the traces of magic, he also used some illusions that he thought were
useless to make the fruit sweeter and more delicious.

His technique was originally excellent, and the fire bat family’s minds were very
simple compared to other monsters, so it could be easily mastered. After Wuyan
ate the lychees, the soul charm would disperse in her body and grab the
memory that Gu Mang needed. After that, as long as he recited the correct
incantation, the colorless and invisible magic spell would be pulled away from
Wuyan's brain. Finally, it would return to Gu Mang and submit all the collected
information to him.

After eating the berries, Wuyan wiped her fingers with the silk handkerchief
delivered by the maid in time, closed her eyes lazily, and leaned against the pool
to take a blood bath.

The most important step had been achieved. Gu Mang was relieved. At this
time, he heard a question from Ah Fang. "Wang Shang, do you need to bring a
bodyguard to sleep tonight?"

...

Gu Mang choked again when he just let go.

Bodyguard, bedroom?!!

“The mysterious woman’s double cultivation has the effect of prolonging life. We
can't serve the blood elixir today. We need to collect the Yang and nourish the
Yin. This is what the bedchamber guards want."

Gu Mang: "..."

"Go and arrange for this seat."

"Yes," said Ah Fang.

The maid Ah Fang went out, and Wuyan was immersed in the blood pool. The
beautiful woman was like a ghost crawling out of purgatory. She was gorgeous
beyond description. She looked at the cardamom and red on her fingertips for a
while, and then said, ”I’m in a bad mood today. Please pour some incense to
help me.”

"Yes!" Two bat spirits came forward, each holding a crystal bottle with a thin
mouth and fat stomach. The bottle was filled with light pink flower dew incense.
They knelt at the edge of the blood pool, with their necks down, and poured the
fragrant liquid into the pool.

All of a sudden, the fragrance filled the whole court. A refreshing fragrance
quickly spread all over the Water Pavilion, and spread out. Gu Mang had never
smelled such a special sweet fragrance. It seemed to put all he liked in the world
together in one breath. He smelled the smell of grass, the fragrance of lotus
pond in summer… And the sweetness of honey.

He was surprised that there was a fragrance in the world that could fit his taste
perfectly, but Gu Mang caught a glimpse of those bat spirits' faces that were
also intoxicated.

——No, this incense was as illusory as Murong's dream!

Gu Mang quickly shook his head and adjusted his breath to minimize the trance
feeling brought by incense. Then he settled down to have a look, and saw that
all the monsters in the pavilion were floating like immortals. Wuyan wwas leaning
on the edge of the blood pool. Her face became more and more beautiful and
charming under the fog of the exotic fragrance. The whole person was also lazy
as spring mud, with eyes like silk and lips slightly open.

This beautiful and unreal fragrance was like ink on paper, slowly drifting around.
After a while, Fang came back.

"King, everyone has arrived."

She walked into the waterside pavilion, followed by a group of bodyguards, a

total of ten, each with a wide shoulder and narrow waist, with a strong sense of
heroism.

Gu Mang glanced at the man with the most extravagant appearance and the
most vigorous eyebrows.

"..."

Mo Xi was chosen to turn the card.

But as he looked, he didn't know what he was brought in to do. He frowned his
sword-like brows. His eyes slightly swept the demons, stopped for a moment
more on Gu Mang, then moved away. There was a faint confusion between his
eyes.

Gu Mang's secret way was not good. Mo Xi belonged to the kind of people who
are beautiful and don't know it themselves. The reason why he could get rid of a
group of wild bees and butterflies in ordinary life was because he was used to
putting on a serious face and teaching people to look at it with great
disappointment. But once he couldn’t figure out what was wrong, there would
be some blankness between his eyes and eyebrows. The sharpness would
weaken a lot, and even give birth to some green and pure temperament.

One word: beauty.1

Since the beauty of Mo Xi couldn’t be covered, he could only hope that the taste
of Wuyan was unique, or that Wuyan was blind.

Gu Mang prayed, do not choose the princess, do not choose the princess. The
princess has a violent temper, cannot eat to walk2 … After a long time of devout
reading, he saw that Wuyan raised her hand and nodded in the direction of Mo
Xi.

"Just you."

Gu Mang: "..."

Mo Xi: "?"

Wuyan stretched her body and stood up from the blood pool. The fire bat family
has a special constitution. The blood water did not dye her body bright red, but

1 Actually two words/characters

2 Idiom for finish
slides down like ordinary hot spring water, revealing her condensed white jade
skin.

Gu Mang was almost killed by the recklessness of the demons.

She went out of the bath without warning. She didn't even wrap a towel. From
the direction of Gu Mang, what he saw was only her naked back, but from the
direction of Mo Xi…. What he saw was her chest.

Gu Mang peeked at Mo Xi’s face, and went through it all like a lantern, which
was called a colorful one.

It was hard for fire bat people to use their brains, and they didn’t understand
others' faces very well. In addition, Wuyan was soaked in the incense which
made her have some thoughts. He could only see the beauty of Mo Xi, but also
the evil spirit of Mo Xi.

The female bat king opened her arms, folded her long hair, and said, “You, little
servant, are really useless. When you are chosen to serve me, you will be too
happy to return to God? Come here and serve me in the changing room."

What else did Mo Xi have to know? He opened his eyes suddenly. He first
looked at Wuyan in astonishment, then at Gu Mang.

Gu Mang lowered his head.

"..."

Mo Xi seemed to be choking on something. His eyes slowly turn back to

Wuyan's side, and his handsome face slowly turned green.

The author has something to say: Mo Mie: this female bat is very suitable for
plastic medical advertisements.

Gu Mangmang: what about you? What kind of advertisement are you suitable
for?

Ink out: I do not know!

Gu Mangmang: you are not suitable for advertising. You are suitable for working
in the central (cough) discipline (cough) Committee (cough) sweeping (cough)
Huang (cough) office.

Chapter 101 - Grievance of Younger Sister Mo

Although the beauty scheme is one of the thirty-six schemes that was tried and
tested, a beauty sent to the lotus tent could often be poison fed into the
enemy's stomach. But not every beauty is suitable for this task.

For example, you could send a mink cicada out to meet your needs.

But would you try Mo Xi?

Of course, Gu Mang also knew that Mo Xi was a man of temperament, and that
it was his big taboo to know about men and women. As a teenager, Mo Xi saw
his mother and uncle cheating with his own eyes, so he had a serious obsession
of cleanliness in his feelings. He could not bear women's ideas of him and hated
the betrayal between his relatives. He lived for 30 years and was able to flirt
without being killed. So far, he cared about one.

The embarrassment came back, but when he saw Mo Xi pinch his fingers into a
fist, the action of gnashing his teeth was clear on that handsome face. A
thousands of thoughts flashing through his mind, Gu Mang raised his head
suddenly at last and called out, "What are you-!“

The voice was so astonishing that all the demonic beasts turned their heads to
stare at him together with Mo Xi.

Wuyan squinted her eyes. "Do you know each other?"

At once, Gu Mang knelt down and pretended to be uneasy. “Asking the king
atoned for my sins. Yes, I was impolite."

"What about this question? Do you know each other?" Wuyan glanced at the
boundless eyes, then saw Mo Xi. “He's your friend?"

The fire bat people were the monsters born by the combination of the
degenerate feathered tribe and animals. Naturally, there would be no rule that
people couldn’t be forced to give over their wives. Gu Mang said in his heart, if
he hypothesized that Mo Xi really was his good friend, maybe the queen would
still feel more excited and more reluctant to let go.

Then he immediately changed his face into a face full of bitterness and hatred.
He looked up and said to Wuyan, "How can I get along with him? I'm tired of
him. I was so disgusted by him that I ran into the king. Your forgiveness……."

Wuyan was more and more curious, blinking the glass eyes. "How did he
provoke you?"

Gu Mang straightened up and pointed to Mo Xi. Without blinking a word, he said

firmly and forcefully, "He can't!"

Mo Xi: “……”

Wuyan: “…”

For a while, the atmosphere fell into a deep silence. Almost all the demonic
beasts in the waterside pavilion stared up and down at Mo Xi, whispering and
murmuring. Several young demonic beasts still couldn't help but chuckle with
their sleeves over their mouths. Even those male demonic beasts who came in
with Mo Xi looked at him with undisguised sympathy.

"How do you know that?" said Wuyan.

Gu Mang ignored Mo Xi's eyes, which almost turned him into scum. He said,
"Replying to the king, I have had dual cultivation with him, but because he was
too unreliable, I lost money in Yuanling. Ouch, I'm so angry. How could I forget
such a big hatred?"

His eyes looked even more wronged.

Elder brother, even if you can't, how could you still damage the demonic beast
with dual cultivation? What kind of technology is this?

Even Wuyan was still frightened. She didn't take the blood elixir originally and
wanted to supplement her vitality by dual cultivation of the blood pool and the
mysterious girl. If she was really confused by the beauty in front of her and
chose an unreliable one to serve her, the effect would be just the opposite.

Good risk, good risk.

Immediately, turning around, she said angrily to Fang, "I asked you to pick
people. What were you looking for?"

Fang was scared to lose color. She bowed down and apologized. Then she said
to Mo Xi, "What are you doing here? Do you want to make Wang even more
unhappy?! Get out of here!"

"..." Mo Xi was shaking all over, but he couldn't attack. At last, he had to stare at
these crazy people with hate, and then at the hooligan who was full of
nonsense. He turned around and left.

Wuyan turned her white eyes and said to the remaining men, "I'm weak today. If
you are not reliable, please go away as soon as possible. If anyone stays here
and is chosen by this seat, it will be a great loss to this seat. This seat will make
you eat too much!"

The fire bat people were good at making friends with each other. Naturally, those
male demonic beasts were well-established, and they saw the queen's body
was full and attractive. When they were angry, their cheeks were red, and their
eyebrows and eyes were bright. Therefore, they started to introduce themselves.

"I can!"

"King, I can do it!"

"Wang Shang, I'm very good!"

Gu Mang: "..."

Thanks to the foolishness of these monsters, it would be so easy for him to get
rid of them if he had never changed his intelligence to be like the Qingqiu fox
nationality.

The queen was probably frightened because of Gu Mang. At last, she chose a
powerful, strong demonic beast with strong hair, and entered the room with him
for rest. Fang closed the door for them, relieved, and turned to the other
monsters in the agate pool and said, "OK, I'll be here tonight. Everyone go
cultivate on their own, and gather Qi for the king."

"Yes!" said the demonic beasts.

The hurry was over. Gu Mang saw that the demonic beasts looked nervous, and
several of them rushed to the men who were left by the queen. He was confused
about what she said to them.

What were they in such a hurry to do?

What was the name of each cultivator? Gather Qi for the king?

He muttered in such a way that he didn't want to be noticed any more, so he

cleaned up the fruit tray in the corner and finally left. But he did not expect that
as soon as he came out of the inner court, all the doubts just now had been
answered.

At the waterside pavilion, the female bat demonic beasts and the male
bodyguard demonic beasts were all confused. They played together in pairs.
Even the fat female demonic beast who scolded him with the whip was looking
for a male demonic beast to play with her in the waterside pavilion. Those who
had found one to entangle with had gone to the simple thatched houses built on
both sides of the waterside pavilion, and there were several thatched houses
that had fallen curtains. The peculiar sound of bat demonic beasts when they
were happy had come from them.

These demonic beasts gradually raised wisps of white smoke in the thatched
cottages of the pavilion, and headed for the inner courtyard of the waterside
pavilion and the place where the queen rested.

It turned out that in addition to Wuyan's own practice of yin and yang cultivation,
she could absorb the spiritual energy of other people's dual cultivation!

Gu Mang was such a bold and shameless person that he couldn’t stand to
blush. But he couldn't help but think that the fire bat family was born of the
downfall and fornication of the feathered tribe. However, they could rely on qi
and gain and replenish qi. All things in Kyushu were wonderful indeed.

Just thinking about it, he suddenly felt something put on his shoulder from
behind.

Gu Mang's original spirit was tense in this living spring palace, for fear that some
short-sighted male demonic beast would come to entangle with him. So in this
cold accident, he turned back at once, but before he could see the other side's
face, he was suddenly pulled over, and the other side opposed him, covered his
mouth, and took him to the nearest cottage without saying a word.

Gu Mang was a little flustered at the moment. The bat was so energetic that he
couldn't use magic. He had to struggle with his bare hands. However, he was
not the opponent of the other side in terms of his strength. Instead of breaking
free from the male demonic beast's grip, he was covered so tightly that he
couldn't make a sound. He was pushed into the hut directly and was roughly
thrown on the haystack.

The bamboo curtain fell by the other side against the moonlight, and the narrow
cottage was plunged into darkness.

His scalp was instantly numb——

After all, the fire bat people were divided from the feathered tribe, and the
feathered tribe were birds after all. In the most primitive place, such as the place
where they go to bed and breed, they tended to be animal-like instinctively.
Therefore, there was no bed in the straw house for them to meet, only a nest of
straw mats.

The pungent smell of hay rushed into his nostril with the primitive smell of wild
animals. The fierce smell almost suffocated Gu Mang.

It was a question of whether to fight or not.

If he doesn't fight now, he was afraid that he would be haunted by a male bat
spirit here in the dark. But if he did, he couldn’t get the array information of bat
island. If there was any violence, he was afraid even Yue Chenqing would be
dragged down by him.

Full of mania and buzzing, Gu Mang could not help screaming, "Dage! There's
something to say! I am… I am still a baby!!! I’m not suitable for Yin and Yang
cultivation. Do you want to change to a different person?"

It seemed that the other side didn't intend to listen to him. He came to pull him
up and press him between the haystacks.

Gu Mang called out, "Shit! You! Mom! Ah! That's what I said. Don't you stop?
You, fuck - like to use - strong - ah?!"

The other side finally spoke. As soon as he spoke, Gu Mang could not help
shivering at the magnetic and low voice that splashed with spark.

“You shout again." The voice of the man, who was forced to the extreme, angry,
forbearing and impetuous, was pasted in his ear. With the hot and humid breath,
he fell up and down.

"That's what I’ll really do."

"..."

Gu Mang was silent.

After a while, the big hand holding his throat released, and the other side
straightened up, a cluster of fireballs suddenly lit up, reflecting the narrow grass
house.

In the orange light, Mo Xi bit his lips, held the flame in one hand, and stared at
him fiercely. Those beautiful phoenix eyes were seven points cruel and three
points thin red. His robes were slightly scattered due to the struggle just now
under him. He was not as cold and rigorous as usual.

"..." Gu Mang rubbed his neck which had five red pinch marks from him. He
gasped and his eyes turned white. "Cough!"!! What are you so crazy for? I'm not
going to say you can't in front of the female bat king…”

“Can't you shut up?" Mo said, gnashing his teeth.

“I'll shut up and watch you fight!" Gu Mang almost retched, blue eyes were
flustered with water vapor, staring at him. "It seems that I just said that this man
is a vulgar person with no extraordinary ability. You were satisfied with the short
package, so that you could be caught by the queen to be an aunt in the wing
room, which is too humiliating!"

Mo Xi’s face was red and angry. "You -!"

"What are you?" Gu Mang fell down on the haystack and murmured, "You really
scared me to death. I thought that bat spirit was making love..."

He slowed down and sat up.

Raise his eyes, he asked Mo Xi, “Let’s talk business. What's the matter with Yue
Chenqing?"

Mo Xi calmed his anger and replied, "Nothing unusual."

Gu Mang rubbed his neck again and coughed dryly. "That's good. By the way,
put out the fireball. The bamboo curtain doesn't block the light. Bat essence
doesn't like fire. If they see it, they will know there's something wrong with the
grass house."

"I have a blackout array."

"It's better to be cautious. If you're not afraid of ten thousand, you're afraid of
one thing."

Mo Xi was silent for a moment. He moved his ring finger, and the fire suddenly
dissipated.

Gu Mang took a seat where he was, and said, "It's almost all settled tonight.
Please wait patiently. When I get back the soul absorption charm left in the body
of Wuyan, we will know where to leave the island."

"When will it be taken back?"

Gu Mang closed his eyes and slowed down for a while, then he opened his
eyes. "Now."

He said, and began to sign and recite the incantation. Slowly, little by little, a
white light came from the direction of the waterside pavilion, penetrated the
walls of the thatched cottage, and gathered at Gu Mang's fingertips.

With a touch of fragrant martial arts, Gu Mang put the ball of light shining with a
mother of pearl color in his hand.

"You see, this is Wuyn's divine sense." Gu Mang breathed a sigh of relief and
said to Xi, “In addition to taking in her secrets about the array, I also searched
the cause and effect of why she made people into puppets. After all, Yue
Chenqing was tricked by her, I wanted to be on guard."

He said this and also told Mo Xi what he had just heard by the agate pool.

Mo Xi frowned and said, "Wuyan once had a fairy to live up to?"

"It sounds like it was,” Gu Mang said. "And I think that in this divine sense, we
will see the immortal who was very grateful ten **3. No matter what, I'll read it
first!"

Gu Mang spoke and pointed the light to move. The light ball slowly went into the
air, suspended in front of Mo Xi and Gu Mang’s eyes.

"Tell me,” Gu Mang asked him. "Why do you want to bewitch the man on the
island?"

3 Asterisks are in the original

At the beginning the light sphere was still pearl white. After a while, there began
to be a collection of five colors. There was a hazy picture on the sphere, and a
hazy and illusory voice of divinity came.

It was the voice of Wuyan.

"... This matter... " Wuyan's voice said softly. "Let's start from when I was
young..."

As her voice became clearer, the picture began to flow in the light ball.

"... At that time, there was a fight in the Mengdie islands. As the demonic
beastic beasts of the neighboring islands had multiplied too much, there was no
place for the original habitat to stand on the cone. In order to seize the territory
and break the covenant, they invaded the island of the fire bat family, killed my
mother, the queen of the fire bat family at that time, and then slaughtered the
rest of the bat family on the island."

In the sphere of light, there was a faint shaking of the demonic beasts' killing.
The luster of mother of pearl went down, and the sphere was covered with a
layer of blood.

"At that time, I was one of the reserve kings of bat king. Naturally, I was also
regarded as the eyesore of bat king and the target of hunting. My sister used
herself as bait to protect me from the siege, but I was still seriously injured… My
wings were broken, my muscles and bones were broken, but I had been using
spiritual power to maintain. I dared not stop… But I didn’t know where it was
going to end... "

In the sphere of light, the sea surged and thunder interweaved.

"I had been on the sea for many, many days, and then there was a storm, and I
was exhausted. My wounds were festering. I kept flying for a while, and finally I
landed on a strange island."

In the picture, the baby-like Wuyan fluttered its wings and struggled several
times to fly, which was useless in the end.

"I could feel from the fall that this island was by no means an ordinary one. Its
spirit was too strong - there must be immortals on this island."

"I was terrified,” Wuyn said. “I'd heard since childhood that immortals love to kill
demonic beasts since ancient times, so I was lying in the haystack, and I
thought, though I didn't die in the fight among the demonic beasts, would I die
in the hands of immortals? I wanted to struggle and fly away from this fairyland.
But my energy was really to the end. This struggle did not allow me to take off
again, on the contrary, it attracted the attention of others. Someone came to me
after crossing the flower sea... "

The bat, whose wings were broken, lay dying among the haystacks. It looked
badly hurt. The film on the side of the wing was torn. Blood flowed on the grass
leaves. A pair of black eyes were wet and moist. It was pitiful.

Just when it was helpless, suddenly a pair of white silk shoes with blue edge
appeared in the light ball and stopped beside Wuyan. Then, a long hand picked
her up, and the other hand carefully protected her and held her in the palm.

Gu Mang complacently said, "You see, what I say comes, that the immortal that
is ungrateful appeared so quickly."

The vision of the light ball slowly moved up, from the plain upper body to the
spotless robe sleeve.

When the picture was completely moved to the immortal's face, Gu Mang and
Mo Xi were stunned in an instant——

He saw a man in blue like a cloud, with a clear face, a pair of apricot eyes with
misty rain, and a noble and clean temperament, like the pines and bamboos
reflecting the moon.

Gu Mang was surprised and said, "Gentleman Wisdom?"

Mo Xi also opened his eyes. "Shen palace master......"

It never occurred to him that the "heartless man" who emerged in the light
sphere was the first sage of Chonghua hundred years ago, Chen Tang, a
gentleman, and Hui!

The author has something to say: QAQ didn't finish my task of saving
manuscripts today and yesterday. It was burning badly. In addition, I wrote the
second decryption eight years ago. I was not satisfied with what I wrote. I
deleted and rewritten it once, and lost a wave of saved manuscripts. So I want
to close the door tomorrow, and I won't write back the code. I hope I can write
better the second decryption in a few hours at night Wait for me to come back!!!

Chapter 102 - Credulous

This was really beyond the two people's expectation. They both knew that
although Chen Tang was a man with all the skills of cultivation, he was a real
mortal. He had never become an immortal.

Gu Mang murmured, "What's the matter..."

Mo Xi’s brow and heart were frowning. He stared at the flowing ball of light and
shook his head. "First look."

In the picture, Chen Tang raised his porcelain jade fingers and stroked the fluffy
forehead and heart of Wuyan. While comforting the little demon, he gave the
blue spiritual energy to the dying Wuyan. At the same time, the scene in the
photosphere slowly shrank away, and it could be seen that they were actually on
an isolated island, but that island was not the bat island where they were now,
but another island with few people.

The island was very strange. They couldn’t see the climate. There were flowers
and plants everywhere, bearing fruit. Winter plum, summer lotus, autumn laurel,
spring peach and plum blossoms were all over the fertile land. The central part
of the island was a large altar built by a huge stone. There was nothing else on
the altar, except for a cold jade qin and a burnt tail five string guqin.

Gu Mang turned to ask Mo Xi, "I still have many incomplete memories. Is this
island a place of Chonghua?"

"No." Mo Xi stared at the island of flowers and said, "There is no such island in
Chonghua."

Gu Mang touched his chin. "It's strange that Chen Tang, a gentleman and Hui,
was alone in an isolated island that is not the territory of Chonghua..."

He didn't have time to think too much, because the voice began to speak again.
Her voice was full of endless sighs, sorrows and charms.

"Maybe it's my destiny, maybe the saying in the demon class was wrong. The
immortal on the island found me injured, but he didn't mean to hurt me. Instead,
he took me back to his residence and healed me carefully."

Chen Tang in the light ball came to a wooden house on the shore of the island
reef with the injured bat.

Wuyan said, "I was very hurt, and because of the great changes just happened,
Ah Niang and elder sister died in the strife. I had no time to be sad when I ran for
my life. Now that I was settled down, I felt very sad. I cried every day and every
night. Fortunately, there was also the immortal elder brother on the island. He
was not only not as vicious as the immortal I knew from childhood, but also
treated me very gently. He often persuaded me and comforts me… I finally
recovered slowly under his care."

"I stayed there for a long time, but later I found that the whole island was a
mobile island, never staying in one place for a long time..."

Gu Mang and Mo Xi took a look at each other. What island was it? It was
unheard of that flowers bloomed and moved on the sea.

Wuyan said, "The island was like spring all the year round. Most of the time,
because it was a place where immortals lived, the spiritual energy of the plants
and trees was particularly strong. But though there were many plants and trees,
there were few creatures that could talk - because besides me there was only
the immortal who saved me on this island. He was good at everything, but he
was just too mysterious. He didn’t tell me where he was sacred or even his
name. I had been with him for a long time. I only knew his surname was Shen."

Gu Mang murmured, "Is it really Chen Tang?"

"I had no choice but to call him Shen Xian." In the ball of light, she had regained
some spiritual power. Wuyan, who could turn into an adult, was sitting beside
the altar of grass and a warbler. Her young and slender legs were still wrapped
with bandages, but she didn’t care. Her bright eyes were always chasing the
figure of Chen Tang.

"Every day, Shen Xian came to the altar to play the qin. The music was sweet
and beautiful. When he came, there would be a gentle and exciting illusion of
begonia petals falling over the island. I always thought it was his magic, and I
pestered him to teach me, but he refused. He said it was not because of him,
but if I asked what it was because of, he just smiled and stopped talking."

"He laughed very well. I looked at him every day. As long as he laughed, I felt
very comfortable. In this way, day by day, he healed my wounds every day, and I
listened to him play the qin. Then one day,” "Wuyan said, “I suddenly found that
the world in my eyes had changed.”

"Before my eyes were the sky, flowers, trees, and the immortal. They were all
very good-looking and I liked them. But one day, I found that all the flowers and
trees in the sky were still there, but they had become so inconspicuous. All their
colors seemed to fall on Shen Xian alone."

"That's when I found out,” Wuyan said, "I'm in love with him."

"He saved my life, healed my wound and calmed my pain. He broke my old
impression of immortals... " When Wu Yan's voice of divine sense was
mentioned here, it was like an ordinary girl, with a sweet tone and crisp fruit on
the branch. "Although he was so mysterious, he didn’t want to talk much.
Although he is a fairy and I am a demon, I just liked him. I must be forced."

There was a little silence again.

"But he didn't understand my mind."

After a while, the pearl color of the light ball gradually turned dark. In the picture,
Wuyan stood on several sides of the qin altar, covering her face, and tears falling
between her fingers.

Obviously, she was reluctant to change into a stone.

When the voice of Wuyan's divine sense resounded again, with a bit of choking,
sure enough, she said, "He was shocked at my kindness, and then said that I
could not get along with him for several months, how could I know what I like?"

"Like is not a feeling? It can be a long stream of water, or it can be something

that you suddenly realize in a moment."

"But no matter how I plead, he refused me, and asked me to leave the floating
fairyland after I got well."

"I said that I just like him, but he said that we were not all the way. I said that I
could cultivate in the fairyland for him, but he said that he was not an immortal
master,” Wuyan said. "Lie."

“If you’re not a fairy, why can you control the island? If you’re not immortal, why
play the qin and make the flowers fall? I left these questions to him and he
answered nothing. Finally, I simply asked him if he thought I was not good-
looking, and told him what he disliked, I could try to change. But all he said was
that he was devoted to cultivation and didn't want to get married."

Gu Mang sighed to himself.

The mind of the fire bat is not good, and the feelings of the demons are much
stronger than that of the human race, almost unreasonable. Chen Tang had no
interest in her, but she wanted him to tell her why. She really had no way to grind
Chen Tang at that time.

However, "one mind on cultivation, no heart to get along with others" is the most
skillful refusal speech of all practitioners. Generally speaking, once this sentence
is uttered, the other side has no words to say anymore about complaining about
men and women. Moreover, this does not lose to any rival. It is better to accept
it psychologically.

Sure enough, Wuyan said, "I heard him say this. Although I was unwilling, I was
speechless. Could I stop him from practicing? I had to leave at last… Just
before I left, I was capricious again."

"I said to him, ‘Since you are a gentleman, you must do what you say. When you
say that you refuse me today, you are committed to cultivation and don't want to
get along with me, then you can't deceive me.’ He said he didn't lie, so I asked
him to draw a hook with my tail finger. I used the magic of the fire bat family to
tie an invisible line around his tail finger - as long as he broke his promise and
married someone in the future, I could feel it - then I would just…”

Wuyan’s voice became confused.

She didn't seem to know what she would do if he got married.

The scene in the photosphere changed again. This time, it had turned back to
bat island.

“Later, I went back to bat island and became the queen of bat island after many
changes. But I still thought of him. Every night, I would call out my finger line. If I
looked at the line, I would know that he really abided by his promise and never
moved anyone else. There was still hope in my heart. So I still practiced against
my will and practice the immortal path. I only hoped that one day when I saw
him again, he could see my heart and know that I didn't mean it temporarily. I
hope he can change his mind. I've been practicing like this. Wait…”

"Until one day." When the light ball suddenly darkened, the Wuyan in the picture
was furious, like crazy, "One day, I found that the thread was broken."

Gu Mang turned his head in surprise and asks Mo Xi, "Did Chen Tang marry a
wife before he died?"

Mo Xi frowned, and looked at the ball of light with suspicion, shaking his head.
“No. He had no wife and no son."

"And did he have any brothers or sisters who looked like him?"

"Not at all."

"That's weird,” Gu Mang said. "According to the records of Chonghua history,

he died after being killed by a devil.” In any case, he didn't feel right with what
Wuyan said.

He frowned deeper and deeper and murmured, "And I always feel that Chen
Tang's face is a little bit good, and I always wonder where I have seen it before.
What's the matter with this man?"

He was thinking about this, and the sound of Wuyan in the spirit light ball
continued. It seemed that there was a thunderclap in the thundercloud. Her
voice gradually changed from sadness to distortion and horror——

"He married."

"He changed his mind away from cultivating, but not because of me! It's
because of someone I don't know! Who do you want to marry!? He lied to me!!
He just can't see that I'm a demon and he's a fairy! As long as there is a suitable
fairy to pursue him, he can nod his head and accept her. He lied to me!! I wish I
could rush to them and tear them to pieces, but I don't know what that bitch
looks like! I came first!"

The angry voice of Wuyan echoed in their ears, sharp as claws.

"I knew him first! He promised me! It's because he's so lucky that he's fat with
his words!"

"..." Gu Mang sighed in his heart that this was a true story of Chen Shi Mei
before4. Unexpectedly, the truth was not so. This fire bat demon was really
infatuated. Chen Tang was not moved before, but could not refuse. He was
reluctant all the way down. The person’s feelings were never strong, and there
was no coming before. Although Chen Tang promised that he would not marry
someone else, which really broke the contract, the word "heart" was used too
heavily.

4 World beauty but mtl had me thinking I jumped into 2HA somehow
"I went out of the island looking for the person, but I didn't know where he was
hiding with that cheap maid. However, I have lost a lot of energy due to my
practice of immortality. It was clear that I was in a good time, but though I had
full gorgeous hair, I was still especially aging. I had to rely on the blood elixir
made from the blood of the feather people to maintain my youth and energy.
Why…”

In the sphere of light, Wuyan had become an old woman with prickly skin. She
was madly attacking in the palace.

The maid gingerly gave the blood elixir, and she took it as if she had been
covered with wrinkles by an invisible hand, the wrinkled skin had become fragile
again, and the haggard face had become charming again.

Her beauty could be watered with forbidden drugs.

Only the innocence in the eyes couldn’t come back.

"What Ah Niang said is really good. The immortals will kill the demons. Some will
kill the body and some will kill the heart! Liar! Liar..."

"I can't understand these men who are not my race. I don't want to get involved
with these creatures anymore."

After that, Wuyan fell into a disease like madness. She felt that Chen Tang would
change his mind, and almost morbidly hoped that Chen Tang would meet her
again. On the one hand, she fell into a extreme disgust of foreign men. She
banned them from the whole bat island. If there were foreign men breaking into
the island, she would feed them insects, reshape them into the shape of the
begonia, and play with them to solve her thirst for him.

"One of these likes is enough."

"I'll never do the same again… Forever and ever… From generation to
generation I can't forget. He lied to me…"

"He lied to me..."

The sound was getting weaker, like the ripples on the lake. It was back to rest.

"Liar."

The ball of light went out and the hut was silent.

Gu Mang stood up and a ray of white light came into his mind - that is, he was
empathizing with Wuyan's divine sense and mastering the boundary of bat
island.

After all this, Gu Mang didn’t speak, and Mo Xi seemed to be getting a

headache from the fierce love of the demon family. Instead of opening his
mouth, he raised his finger and kneaded his nose and eyebrows back.

Mo Xi sat on the haystack and said with a headache, " What is all this and
what... "

Gu Mang was also speechless. He was just going to understand the reason why
Wuyan used to poison, but he didn't expect to involve the past of the first
gentleman of Chonghua.

He coughed and said, "The fire bat people tend to be beasts. Their love and
hate are mostly like this: I like you, and I can make many sacrifices and changes
for you. If you don't like me, then you are a heartbreaker. But it's always hard to
be reluctant to like or not to like this kind of thing. Isn't it?"

Mo Xi: " Uh huh.”

Gu Mang looked at Mo Xi's face, looked at that appearance, and a trace of

cruelty came out of his mind. He paused and asked with interest, "How about
you. Have you ever had a similar idea?"

Mo Xi turned his head, his black eyes in some daze. "What?"

Gu Mang looked at his dog-like eyes, which were puzzled and clear. He couldn’t
bear it. But he remembered the past that happened in the time mirror, and knew
that it was not good for him to entangle with Mo Xi. So when he came out of the
mirror, he would occasionally stimulate Mo Xi, bully Mo Xi, deliberately alienate
him and draw a clear line with him.

So he finally got down to the bottom of his heart, hung up the god-hating ghost
loathsome ruffian smile, raised his hand to Mo Xi’s chin, and raised the smooth
jaw line.

Gu Mang asked, "How about you? Have you ever resented me like this?"

It was about how Wuyan made him dizzy, and Gu Mang's meaningful question
blinded him, so Mo Xi didn’t resist. Gu Mang held his face, looked up, and
looked at the man standing in front of him.

“..."

"Do you feel that no matter what sacrifice you made, what changes you made?"
The fingertips slid down inch by inch, from the clear line of the jaw, along the
undulating Adam's apple, to the neckline, and slowly down again.

Finally, it landed on the left side of Mo Xi’s chest.

“Your senior brother never really liked you."

Gu Mang's fingertips pointed to the place where he stabbed Mo Xi with his own
hands. With a smile as thin as mist on his face, he pointed to his belly but
exerted a little force.

The wound had already healed, but the ferocious scar was still there.

Across the clothes, under Gu Mang's fingers, he began to feel pain.

Gu Mang stepped on the haystack with his elbow on his knee, leaned over to
stare at Mo Xi, who was sitting in front of him, and grinned, “General Mo, have
you ever resented like her?"

Mo Xi’s eyes were lost in this sentence.

Gu Mang was smiling, but seemed to slap him hard. Mo Xi was hurt. The sharp
edge of the slap was unexpected. The sadness in the bottom of his eyes was
almost immediately revealed. He suddenly turned his head away and bit his lips.
After a while, he cleaned up his self respect and looked back at Gu Mang.

"Chen Tang never said that he liked Wuyan."

"So?"

"... But you... " Mo Xi said almost with difficulty. “You said…”

"Is it… Then when I said it, you should have been clear that what a man says
when he is happy in bed can not be taken seriously. When I used to sleep with
those girls, I said ‘I love you’ and hurt them just like you. I also said I’d pick the
moon for them…”

He spoke, with a sigh, reaching out to rub the top of his hair. "Look, you are a
big man. A little girl in the brothel can't believe anything. How can you -"

But before he finished speaking, his outstretched hand was turned by Mo Xi and
opened violently.

The author has something to say: it's necessary to force that the source of this
stem is heaven reliant and dragon slaying.... To avoid misunderstandings, I have
to be reluctant and guilty.... Cover your face, cover your face

As I said yesterday, today I'm going to close the door to save my manuscript ~ ~
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PS. in the last chapter, I didn't say it was not vulgar when I scolded her!
Originally, it was a big job!! But Jinjiang doesn't allow me to say "I'm going to
die" and I'll lock the chapter with a black bar!!! So I can only let him and two
dogs together is not vulgar!! it ticks me off!!!! Beat the chest!!!

Chapter 103 - One Room

But before he finished speaking, his outstretched hand was turned by Mo Xi and
opened violently.

"..."

The smile on Gu Mang's face gathered, and his blue eyes seemed to flash with
some delicate luster. But the flash was only a flash, and he recovered his thin
and cool smile.

"Angry?"

Mo Xi didn’t say a word, just bore some emotion about to overflow and stared at
Gu Mang.

At the moment, his face looked like a dog whose owner had broken his heart,
and a cat whose tail has been trampled. Sadness and self-esteem converged on
the pale face at the same time. There was water vapor in his eyes, but he still
held on proudly, biting the white teeth, staring at Gu Mang fiercely and
arrogantly.

After a while, holding back the shaking line in his voice, he said softly, "I will
believe. I'm not like you. I can take whatever I want."

"..." Gu Mang was silent for a moment and sneered, "Look, you still laugh at
Wuyan. Aren't you the same? She will be forced, but you will believe."

The blue veins on the back of the white hand had been slightly exposed.

Gu Mang didn't see it, just said, "So you and she are not much different,
because you think you can't pay back and resent for so many years."

"Do you think I blame you and hated you all these years, just because I didn’t
think I could get paid back?"

Gu Mang looked at the light and shadow of Mo Xi's eyes, almost

compassionate.

But he remained silent for a while, and said, "No way."

Mo Xi shut his eyes abruptly. His eyelashes quivered, and his pent up emotions
tore open the way suddenly. He broke out, "If I really just don't like this, can you
stand in front of me and say these words to me now?! If I just don't agree with
this, how many ways can I repay my unwillingness, forcibly occupy you,
humiliate you, and poison you? I don't do these means, but you think I really
don't know?! Gu Mang! I regarded you as my companion, my best friend, my... "

My lover. My God.

What I hate is your betrayal and change. What you abandoned was not only me,
but also your brother, your dream, and the light of your past.

And who you used to be.

"Go another way, even if you have no trouble with me all your life, I will not
blame you."

"..."

“Gu Mang. You almost dug my heart out. "

Gu Mang's fingertips quivered slightly.

Mo Xi lowered his voice and looked up at him. The dark eyes, like the stars,
were silent. "Haven't you understood it yet?"

"..."

Gu Mang was speechless for a moment. These black eyes were too painful.

Gu Mang still remembered that when he first saw them, they were not like this.
When he saw Mo Xi for the first time, he stood under the osmanthus tree of the
school palace, wearing a black snake pattern robe embroidered with gold, with
hair tied with a high blond horsetail and a jade waist bow at the bend of his arm,
looking at the target center in the distance.

When the wind blew, his broad sleeves were blown away, and he noticed the
eyes behind him. Mo Xi’s hair turned as he looked back at Gu Mang.

Those eyes were still and deep, clear and bright, like a lake that hadn't been
immersed in the world. They had no mood, so they moved away from Gu Mang
lightly.

Later, Gu Mang saw him several times in the school palace. One time, he saw
him sitting alone on the stone steps reading a book. One time, he saw him
leaning against a tree to eat. Another time, he saw that he had just come out of
the school palace's training stake field, walking, biting his head rope, tying his
horsetail, sticking out a white and long neck with wide black robe edge, and was
sweating.

He was always alone.

"The little Mo Gongzi is arrogant."

"Psychic power is a good thing. If it's high enough to be abnormal, it's not
necessarily true. Who knows if he's practicing any unknown magic?"

"Don't talk about it. Mo Gongzi relies on his hard work. Didn't you hear the
imperial master praise him every day? I heard that he has been practicing in the
shooting range until the time of Hai Shi5 every day since he entered school.
Haha, I don't know who he’s working for."

This kind of dialogue, Gu Mang actually heard a lot. When he didn't know who
“Mo Xi" was, Gu Mang had already heard the name of “Mo Xi". From the
murmur of the academic palace, from the sneer of Murong Lian, from the
master, he had no idea of many fragments were related to this person.

Among these princes, the grumpy, the unworthy and the ambitious… There were
so many of them. At that time, Gu Mang also thought that it was really Mo Xi’s
own fault, and he didn't like this person.

Until that day.

On that day, he accidentally passed the school yard and saw two palace
servants kneeling in front of Mo Xi. He thought it was the young man who was
bullying the palace slaves with his power and wanted to go out to speak for
others, but he heard one of them kowtow and run across the channel…

"Master Mo! Master Mo, we are really wrong! I, we didn't mean to steal your
money, but… Just... "

Next to him a yellow skinny servant girl trembled. “I was just really hungry. I
offended Master Murong a few days ago. If I was in charge of something, he

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would punish us for not having enough to eat… We are hungry, and saw that
you are always alone… Just brave enough to come… Steal... Steal your purse."

"I'm sorry young master, please forgive us. My sister hasn't had a dry meal in
three days… She's so young, I'm really afraid that she won't survive. If you want
to punish me, please forgive my sister... "

"Brother, wuwuwu......"

"..." Mo Xi stared at the two brothers and sisters, silently for a few minutes, and
the red light of the ShuaiRan whip in the palm gradually went out.

He didn't speak. He looked down and picked up his purse from the spatial bag.
He untied it and put it on the stone steps without saying a word. Then he turned
around and left.

His action really made Gu Mang, who was standing in the distance, stay. You
should know that in the old history of Hua Poan, except for the servants brought
by the prince of the aristocratic family, the disciples of the school palace were
not allowed to have any contact with ordinary servants, let alone help them -
that was the taboo of the school palace.

But Mo Xi did it without thinking, without speaking or asking for return, as if it

was a natural thing.

Gu Mang looked at the silhouette of the little young master's robe sleeve flying,
and suddenly some unknown subtle feelings appeared in his heart.

But if this was the case, Gu Mang's attention to Mo Xi may not have been as
deep as later. What really surprised him was that a few days later, a news broke
out in the school palace.

Mo Xi, who was left by his father Fuling Jun, was punished with a whip and stick
because he violated the rules and regulations.

"Oh, when the boat capsized in the ditch.”

"Look at him so high for so long, this meal of whips is to measure his prestige at
last!"

"It's said that he gave his money bag to a pair of slave brothers and sisters and
violated the commandments. He is a man who pretends to be hardworking in his
daily life, but now he pretends to be pure and kind. I think it's enough
hypocrisy."

At this time, when the audience talked about him, Gu Mang felt totally different.
When he returned to his residence, he suddenly heard Murong Lian's unbridled
laughter coming from the other garden.

"That Mo Xi really is a fool, but it's just a plan of bitter meat. It's so easy to get
hooked. It's really surprising. Hahahaha!"

"Lord, you are so intelligent. How could Mo Xi be your opponent?”

"Hum! It violates the taboo of the school palace. No matter how strong his
technique is, he can't be promoted as a talent of the school palace. Fight with
me?" Murong Lian sneered. "He's too young."

Gu Mang then understood that the so-called "slave brother and sister case" was
specially designed by Murong Lian to entrap his opponent. The two brothers
and sisters accepted Mo Xi’s coin bag and handed over everything to Murong
Lian. Murong Lian filed a lawsuit and stabbed it directly to the discipline elder of
the school palace, saying that Mo Xi violated the rules of the school palace and
gave it to the servant in private.

As the only son of the Mo family, Mo Xi would not be severely punished, but this
was the taboo of the academic palace. In addition, the elder was originally a
friend of Wangshu Jun's family, and naturally favored Murong Lian, so Mo Xi was
admonished for this.

Gu Mang was Murong Lian's man at that time, and he had no intersection with
Mo Xi. Even if he was upset again, he could not talk to Mo Xi, nor visit Mo Xi, nor
publicize it to the public.

Only from that time on, Mo Xi had planted a seed in the bottom of Gu Mang's
heart. In the future, warblers grew up in the grasses whistling in the wind, and all
kinds of things were destined for this.

The so-called "all hits are fixed, and when the life is written, it is doomed to
escape."

A few days later, Gu Mang passed by the Green Avenue of the school palace.
There was no one else on the green lawn, but a young man sitting alone by a
birch tree.

Mo Xi sat quietly in the shade of the tree, nibbling on white glutinous rice
dumplings, and looking down at the bamboo slips spread on his knees. There
was still a whiplash mark left by punishment on that snow white cheek, but it
didn’t affect anything. The eyelashes were still so thick, the eyes were still clean,
and there was no resentment.

Gu Mang stood behind the tree and looked at the lonely and beautiful silhouette
for a while, until Mo Xi finally realized the over focused regard. He looked up
from the volume, and the sideways eyes met his vision.

Gu Mang: "..."

Mo Xi: "?"

This was the first time for Gu Mang to look directly at these dark eyes. He had
some sweaty palms. He was always cheerful and bright. He had become
clumsy.

He licked his lips nervously and tried to smile at Mo Xi, but he was at a loss. At
this time, Lu Zhanxing was walking far ahead of the road. Seeing him, he waved
to him and called out, “Mang'er! What are you doing standing there?"

Gu Mang hurriedly replied with a stammer, and hurriedly turned away his eyes.
He was red with his ears, running away to the distance.

The noble master Mo didn't know him at that time. He didn't remember their first
look at each other in the yard.

But Gu Mang remembered.

Those black jade eyes…

He remembered the pure land he wanted to protect.

Gu Mang sighed blankly and looked at the eyes in the hut. There was hatred,
resentment, pain, unwillingness, and even the glare of bigotry and violence in it.
But Gu Mang remembered the first time when he saw Mo Xi, the eyes were only
heavy and upright.

They were still like this after all.

Gu Mang looked away.

He was afraid that he would never hide some words if he looked at them again.
His broken heart was beginning to ache.

The thatched cottage was quiet and still. Gu Mang never spoke again. He sat
down on the haystack. The haystack fell softly, and he lay on his back in the
middle of the soft rice stem, staring at the zenith.

He knew that he should draw a clear line with Mo Xi. Mo Xi was his poison. One
blow was fatal and had no remedy. He tried to build a wall between himself and
Mo Xi, but when he saw that there were too many worried eyes on the wall, his
brick hand trembled.

In fact, he really wanted to leave this small grass house. Except for the smell of
straw, the only thing he could smell was the faint fragrance of Mo Xi.

He had a hard cold mask, but he didn’t know how long it can last around Mo Xi.

"..." Both of them didn't speak any more, and the atmosphere was frozen to the
extreme for a moment. Gu Mang finally couldn't help getting up, patting the
grass on his body, going to the door of the room, and looking out from the gap.

Those bat spirits were still searching for a match. They were in a mess. It wasn’t
not a good time to go out.

Gu Mang had to go back to Mo Xi and sit down, holding his cheek in a daze. He
didn’t intend to provoke Mo Xi's sorrow any more. The result of seeking to
provoke Mo Xi's sorrow was that he was not so easy to suffer.

They sat for a while, and Gu Mang took a look at Mo Xi.

Mo Xi lowered the side of his head, and his eyelashes were hanging.

After a while, he took another peek at Mo Xi.

Mo Xi still didn't say a word. He didn't pay attention to him. Gu Mang didn't
know if he noticed his wandering eyes. As a matter of fact, he fell into such a
silence that he didn't want to talk much just after his mood broke out once.

Gu Mang knew that he really hurt him.

In fact, Gu Mang knew how Mo Xi could be the same as Wuyan.

After all, they were so passionate to resist the lingering death. He was willing to
go to bed with Mo Xi, but now he accused Mo Xi of being unreasonable.
Obviously, he saw the support of Mo Xi, the despair of Mo Xi, and he also
wanted to change his mind of turning back…

But in their current situation, apart from letting Mo Xi have his hatred and stay
away from him, what better way could he go?

Mo Xi’s heart was soft, and he was an upright person. He seemed ruthless, but
in fact, Gu Mang knew that he was kinder than anyone else. And this kind of
kindness was like the help he gave to the servant of the school palace, which
was often used to calculate his sword and spear by others.

So, since Gu Mang has chosen this road, it was enough that he had pure hatred
for him. There was no need for “pity," “injustice," “unwillingness," or even a little
love.

He was just so close to him, when he smelled the familiar breath on his body. Gu
Mang's heart would still be as restless as yesterday's, even if he knew what he
should do, he would still have a little bit of poor little thought.

A little thought that if everything could be changed, he would be able to

approach him like a moth to the fire as before, and could hold him and make
love with him… If he could borrow emotion to move again, and say "I love you"
recklessly.

How good that should be.

After a long silence, Gu Mang finally broke the stuffy silence, even though he
deliberately said, “Cough… Suddenly thinking of it, Yue Chenqing's life
crystal…”

Mo Xi still didn’t look at him. "In my spatial bag."

"Take it out and have a look."

The stone decorated with agate beads was taken out. The luster of the stone
was abundant and more and more moist. Gu Mang took it in his hand and
looked at it for a while. He returned it to Mo Xi.

"It seems that everything is going well over on Jiang Xiong's side. We don't have
to rush out for a while. Let's wait until those bat spirits are all almost in the hut."

"... Uh huh.”

Each of them with their own thoughts in min, sat in a pile of straw, fascinated,
waiting for the bats outside to disperse.

It was silent for a moment.

All of a sudden, a pair of bat spirits stumbled past their door, breaking the
silence. Through the falling bamboo curtain, they could see their kisses like glue,
and could hear the laughter of the two demon beasts.

"Don't worry."

"Let's build up the god money for the king. How can we do without hurry?"

The female bat chuckled and occasionally accompanied by a vague kiss.

”Hmmm… You will take the king to talk about things, and speak with a high
voice. Don't you want to..."

The next sound was drowned in their wet kiss.

"..." Gu Mang couldn’t help but look at Mo Xi, who was aware of his eyes and
turned away his face. Just when Gu Mang thought Mo Xi was going to pretend
to be deaf, he suddenly heard him ask——

"What gods are they accumulating for the king?"

“Oh," Gu Mang said. "It seems that Wuyan can absorb the spiritual flow
generated by the following bat demons when they meet each other. This is a
characteristic of the fire bat family."

Mo Xi didn't say a word, but looking at his face, he could see that he was saying
“That's ridiculous."

"It's no surprise that the fire bat is the main prostitute,” Gu Mang said. "When
they are in the nest, we will go."

The two bat demons, who were tired of leaning in front of their door, were so
hungry that they could feel the warm atmosphere just by looking at the
shadows. Seeing that they were about to push the door in, the male bat
suddenly stopped. "Oh, this room has been occupied."

The female bat demon's voice was soft as if she could choke water.

"Next door is still empty. Go next door.”

The two birds went next door. Mo Xi breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly he
heard that the wall far away from his size suddenly makes a "Dong" sound, and
then the voices of the two birds stuck to the wall more clearly and spread to
their cottage.

"Baby, let me kiss again..."

"Don't be so urgent..."

"..."

At this time, Gu Mang took a sneak look at Mo Xi - and found that Mo Xi’s face
was already black.

The author has something to say: simang, Xueyi, Shanglian, FA Tang It's all
sweet CP! "

Boundless: give you a mango.

Quench younger sister: eat?

Boundless: No, let you carry it in your arms, so we are delicious watermelon and
mango CP! Siman CP is sweet!

Jiang yexue: I'll give you a white dress.

Chu Yi: do you wear it?

Jiang yexue: hang out the window, so we are white snow and white clothes. The
CP of snow clothes is sweet.

Flower broken dark: give you a hair.

Chen Tang: do you wear it?

Flower broken dark: hahaha, no, planted in your heart, so we are hair sugar CP,
hair sugar CP is sweet.

JunShang: send you a couplet.

A Lian: is it on the door?

Jun Shang: Oh, no, let you throw away the lower couplet, so we are the upper
couplet CP. the upper couplet CP is sweet.

Caibao: all the above CP have not been hammered except Ximang. The small
theater is not responsible for blind larang. Don't believe the small theater

Chapter 104 - Torment
This was a thatched cottage. It was close to the thatched cottage, and these
demons had no sense of shame. So when they built these houses, they didn’t
care about the problem of sound barrier at all. Maybe some bat spirits thought it
was interesting.

But between Gu Mang and Mo Xi, it was very embarrassing.

The two bats were very impatient, and soon they got to the point directly. They
seemed to be doing things directly against the wall. Gu Mang could even listen
to the subtle sound of water. Gu Mang took a look at Mo Xi. In the dark, he
couldn’t see his expression clearly, but he could still feel the deep atmosphere
around him.

Gu Mang coughed twice, looked at the roof of the hut with blue eyes, and
suddenly said, “Want to listen to a song?"

Mo Xi: "..."

Before Mo Xi answered, Gu Mang hummed and sang. He used to use his suona
to play many wedding and funeral tunes. The songs he sang were also nine and
eighteen, without any ambiguity. So there were two bats in the side chamber. Gu
Mang in the side chamber sang a little song in a tone that said people were
angry and didn’t pay for their lives.

He just wanted to take away the lingering voices of the beast from him, but he
hummed. Gu Mang was really forgetful. He didn't mind the movement of the
couple next door. In a comfortable position, he fell into the rice stalks, resting his
arms behind his head, shaking his long legs and humming to himself.

He sang a paragraph, dundundun, almost some jokingly asked the dark Mo Xi

"Like it?"

"..." Mo Xi said in a low voice, "Do you want to bring in the ones next door?"

"No way." Gu Mang leaned against the straw, put one hand on his knee, and
clapped softly, "You can see, they can't care about me."

After a while, the voice on the other side of the wall stopped. Then came the
angry knocking on the wall.

"Dong Dong!"

Mo Xi looked at him reproachfully, as if he was saying: See how you ended up.

Gu Mang was not in a hurry. His sexy low voice had cut in a flower sound, he
stopped slowly and said lazily, "What's the matter with you two?"

At the other end of the wall was the angry voice of the male bat demon. "What
are you doing? Aren’t you doing it?! "

Mo Xi seemed to be choking on such vulgar words as “do it.”

Gu Mang was a vulgar man, he smiled. "We are doing it."

Mo Xi: "..."

"Then what song are you singing?!"

"I do that. When I’m happy, I like to hum."

The bat spirit's anger over there could burn through the wall. He said angrily,
"You are so happy that you like to hum ‘two springs reflecting the moon.’"

"Yes, I can come to the allegro at high tide."

Mo Xi: …..

Bat: "..."

Gu Mang shook his long legs and pulled a straw to play between his fingers. He
was disgusting and shameless. "I just like this hobby, and to tell you the truth,
this brother in my room is very good. I can't stop for a while. Brother, if you don't
like it, you can move to a different room."

He murmured, "I'm afraid you are -"

"Shh." Gu Mang held out his finger between his lips and said, "Look, they must
be going."

Sure enough, after a while, bat demon next door began to get up cursing. They
were probably really afraid that Gu Mang would come there at that time, even if
their strong interest would be watered down. In the end, the fire bat family was
still a pleasure-oriented race. After half of the work, they didn’t want to get
tangled with a pervert who liked to sing allegretto while * *, so they kicked the
wall, cursed two more words, and really left for another place.

Gu Mang heard a demon saying "pervert" before they left. "Sick!" He could not
help but lean back in the straw pile and smile silently. When they were far away,
he could not stop smiling. His shoulders were shaking and rippling.

"Hahahaha -"

Mo Xi: "You......"

"Huh?" Gu Mang turned his head. His blue eyes were bright. With the water
vapor that he could bear to smile, he looked at Mo Xi next to him and said with a
smile, "Be fierce. As long as you have a thick face, you can be clean. But you
can't learn this set, Xihe Jun. You are too serious."

"..."

After a while, Gu Mang felt that it was almost time. He got up from the rice stem
pile and was ready to go outside. But maybe it was because he had been lying
awkwardly for too long, and suddenly got up and couldn't supply some blood.
He felt faint for a while.

Although Mo Xi was angry with him, he still subconsciously said, "What's the
matter with you?"

"... Well, I don't know. My head is a little dizzy." Gu Mang held his forehead and
rubbed it. “I just need to slow down for a while."

Then he went to the door, opened the bamboo curtain with a little finger, and
looked out.

There were no bat spirits outside. Most of them had found their partners and
entered the grass houses on both sides. The waterside pavilion with white
bones was empty, with a thin layer of smoke floating under the moonlight

"OK, let's sneak back." Gu Mang said, and waved to Mo Xi. Mo Xi also came.
They stared at the last couple of bats going into a house through the bamboo
curtain. Then Gu Mang reached out and rolled the curtain.

Who knew at this time, a red light suddenly appeared on the curtain, reflecting a
totem with bat pattern. Gu Mang's hand was suddenly scalded. He took it back
and said in surprise, "What's the matter?"

Mo Xi also raised his hand to try, but was also stopped by the red light of the
curtain.

"There is an array at the door..." he whispered.

Array techniques were Gu Mang's weak point, but Mo Xi was good. He showed
his white hands and caressed the enchantment seal inch by inch and felt the
spiritual flow of the enchantment.

“Single-sided array. No obstruction when entering from the outside, but when
going out from the inside...Huh?" After a while, it seemed that Mo Xi had made a
mistake. He repeatedly rubbed the end of bat mark several times to make sure
he didn't make a mistake. His face was a little ugly. He let go in silence.

"..."

"What's the matter?"

Mo Xi did not say a word. He went back to the straw pile and sat down on it. He
closed his eyes and said, “It won’t go until dawn."

Gu Mang suddenly opened his eyes. "Why?"

"... Nothing. "

In the light of the red bat's enchantment, Gu Mang looked embarrassed when
he saw Mo Xi. He just wanted to talk, but he felt dizzy again. He had to slow
down for a while, then he went to Mo Xi’s side and sat down.

Gu Mang was very smart. Even if Mo Xi didn’t want to say it, he could guess.

"Let me see… This array does not stop people from coming in, but it wants to
stop people from going out, so its purpose should be to hope others to
accomplish something in the room. All the huts should have the same array, we
can't get out, but the bats could just walk away from us.

"..."

Gu Mang thought as his eyes wandered around the empty houses, and he
gradually thought about the taste.

There was nothing else in this place. It was only covered with soft and thick
straw. Bat spirits only wanted to do one thing after entering the house, that is,
dual cultivation.

Another look at the indescribable expression of Mo Xi, what else would Gu

Mang not understand?

"I see. The people who enter the house will be united. Those who have not been
united are not allowed to leave, are they?"

Mo Xi didn’t answer yes or no, he just said, "As soon as the day comes, the
array will fail. It's good to get through the night. "

The answer was “yes."

Gu Mang was speechless for a while. In his heart, the queen of fire bat spirit was
really as capable as a human being. In order to get the spirit flow generated by
the demon and the spirit flow, she was so shameless.

He sighed and said, "That's all. What else can we do? Let's wait."

But tomorrow's sun was not so easy to wait for.

Gu Mang was going to sleep after lying down, but he couldn’t sleep the whole
time. He felt uncomfortable.

Just now, the feeling of dizziness in front of his eyes increased instead of
decreased. In addition, he seemed to have a fire in his abdomen. The feeling of
hot and dry was like ink stains on paper, which made his breathing gradually
heavy.

At the beginning of Gu Mang, he felt that he had maintained the transfiguration

spell for a long time. His body consumption was a little high, so he recited the
mantra and solved his transfiguration and Mo Xi’s transfiguration. But later he
found it was useless. His condition was becoming more and more uncontrolled.
The evil fire made his whole body abnormal. At last, his fingertips trembled
slightly…

At this point, Gu Mang could feel what's going on even if he was dull. He quickly
sat up, gasped low, pulled his skirt apart, and looked up at the moonlight
outside the bamboo curtain, He looked back for a while and said:

"No. There's something wrong with the spices in that hot spring pool."

Gu Mang's throat was moving. He already knew that the combination of these
fire bats was not just because of the queen's order, but because of the fragrance
from the hot spring pool… It was poisonous!

He raised his hand and wiped his face hard, patted his cheek, trying to make
himself sober. “Mo Xi?"

Mo Xi did not sleep. He leaned against the haystack to meditate, and sniffed his
face slightly.

"Do you have any discomfort?"

"No. What's the matter?"

... Why did Mo Xi have no reaction?

Was it because of he just inhaled a little of the diffused fragrance in the air and it
was not too strong?

Mo Xi saw his silence and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"I......" Gu Mang was quiet for a while. "No.”

He lay down on the haystack again, put his back to Mo Xi, and began to recite
the heart mantra, trying to suppress his growing restlessness.

He slowly figured out that the incense that the bat queen poured into the hot
spring pool was so powerful that it could almost be regarded as a charm to the
demonic beasts of the whole waterside pavilion.

This aromatherapy was especially effective for demonic beasts. Mo Xi is human,

so there is no sense of nature. But he was different. His body has been re-
formed in Liaoguo, mixed with the spirits of some snow wolf demons. So the
influence of the aroma on him was not as good as that of pure demons, but it
was also very terrible.

Seven repetitions of the heart clearing mantra couldn’t relieve the heat in his
body. Gu Mang couldn’t help frowning. Curling up in front of the earth wall, and
the ups and downs of his breath became more and more urgent.

It was a ghost.

Different from demon beasts, human beings are able to control their desires in
the spirit under normal circumstances. Although they will feel uncomfortable if
they don't get relief when they are in love, they just stop suffering.

However, this is not the case for beasts and demons. If animals do not get in
touch with each other when they reproduce, the pain of being tortured by * * is
just like the bite of ants, which makes all their bones sour and soft.

Gu Mang's Adam's apple rolled and he closed his eyes.

He didn't want Mo Xi to know his situation at the moment, but he couldn't

control the medicinal incense in his body. The sense of connection with desire
was expanded infinitely. He could even smell Mo Xi’s familiar aura, the light
fragrance and masculine smell under the fragrance.

Gu Mang's fingers, which were hanging between the grass flocs, pinched
involuntarily. He bit his lips and suppressed his too-quick breath, but he could
not slow down his heart's beating.

At this moment, he almost hated his body, which was re-made by Liaoguo. It
made him bow his head in front of Wuyan’s fog. He couldn’t help recalling his
past absurd and blazing experiences. Gu Mang's eyelashes hung in front of his
eyes, quivering slightly, covering the moist luster at the bottom of his eyes…

Don't think, don't think.

In front of him flashed those broken images, and he turned away from reason.
His desire was to approach Mo Xi within his breath. He wanted Mo Xi to be like
before, to hold him in his arms from behind, and for them to have each other as
before. This trend of thought made him unable to get rid of such thoughts. Just
like a thick root system immersed in soft spring mud, the air filled with the smell
of heather after the rainstorm.

The soil was sticky, and the strong cypress tree was deep in the center of the
earth, drawing the deep, dark spring.

Should not think.

Don't think about it.

But remembering the burning breath when Mo Xi kissed his cheek, when he was
deeply in love, he became so sexy and heavy——

"Gu Mang."

Suddenly, the memory of the resplendent clouds was broken by the confused
and low magnetic voice. Gu Mang shivered almost uncontrollably crouching with
his back to him.

In spite of his repressive efforts, Mo Xi still seemed to be aware of his

dissimilarity.

"What's the matter with you?"

"I......" As soon as Gu Mang opened his mouth, his voice was so hoarse that he
even felt frightened. He swallowed his throat and managed to make his voice
sound calmer, a little more chilly and a little less shivering. “My own business
has nothing to do with you."

He was cold. Mo Xi was a proud man again. He stabbed him as expected, so he

wouldn’t ask again.

Gu Mang leaned against the grass cottage wall, took a little breath of relief, and
bit his lower lip.

The passion aroused by the incense was like a hacksaw, which became more
and more intense as he endured it. Gu Mang's senses couldn’t be stimulated at
the moment. Even if he just heard the sound of Mo Xi, he felt soft all over. In his
heart, he would unconsciously think that the sound had been pasted on the
back of his neck and ears, calling his name affectionately. The sweat almost
melted his four limbs, and then they were kneaded into a body again by two
people.

Gradually, Gu Mang's vision was scorched.

He felt terrible. It was really terrible.

His heart was beating so fast At this time, he would rather the time mirror didn't
recall his missing memories. If he didn't know what it was like, would he be
better than he was now?

He would not think of their countless absurd things, would not think of the
feelings of his love with Mo Xi.

Gu Mang closed his eyes. He was a little broken. The blood of the snow wolf
demon was extremely cooperative in his body to meet the toxicity, and inch by
inch, his born reason melted.

The one he loved, the one he had been in love with, the only one he loves, the
one who was doomed to be a stranger and beggar, was right behind him, a few
steps away.

Gu Mang's back of hand was cramping between the haystacks, and the root of
the green tendon was bursting. He was afraid that he would be destroyed by the
miasma of Wuyan in the next moment, and he would do something to make
himself repent.

After a moment's hesitation, he finally opened his blue eyes, made up his mind,
turned his back to Mo Xi, and tried to contain the fierce demon blood suffering
——

A stuffy hum was pressing hard in the throat!

Gu Mang suddenly opened his blue eyes and breathed silently.

After losing his divine sense, he had been in a state of mind, and this had not
been done for a long time. Plus, he didn’t want to let Mo Xi see, and he didn’t
want Mo Xi to know his current situation, so his movements needed to be very
light. But it was like a thirsty traveler holding a tiny mouthful of water. After the
initial moistening, what the traveler gets is just more intense dry heat and desire.

He couldn’t be too obvious, let alone make any noise.

This was no doubt he was drinking poison to quench thirst. Slowly, Gu Mang's
eyes turned red. It was painful and also aggrieved. He was almost driven mad
by the blood of the demon wolf boiling inside him…

But he couldn’t even speak.

Even if there was only a residue of reason left, he also remembered that he
shouldn't be entangled with Mo Xi any more. From the day when he chose the
road of treason, he should push Mo Xi to the side, and then draw an abyss of
hatred between them.

He shouldn't be near him any more…

Maybe it was the confusion in the brain, the feeling of the body was so
destructive that Gu Mang didn’t hear the movement behind him. It was when * *
and pain were intertwined that suddenly a big hand grabbed him from behind.
Gu Mang was frightened and his body immediately bounced violently.

"Uh!"

Then he heard the sound of Mo Xi. "Don't move."

He was suddenly held in the warm and familiar bosom, and his eyes were
opened suddenly by his extreme consternation and violent stimulation.

The blood was flowing in his ears, and the fireworks were gorgeous in front of
him. He couldn't see anything for a while, but he instinctively wanted to break
away. He felt ashamed. It was dangerous and he shouldn't -- when he was
wrapped in Mo Xi, his throat was almost choked.

It was the joy of finally getting what he wanted, and the unwillingness of finally
falling into the net.

The slow voice of Mo Xi on the side of his ear was exactly the same as in his
memory, but he was also hesitant and sullen.

"That's what you said. Are you ok?”

The author has something to say: today's little theater: Interview with the elder
2:00 vs Princess cici

Today is also the second dog drama troupe. I've seen the second dog's
sweetheart. You can skip it. Hahahaha ~ ~ words are not included in the words.
You can watch it without worry~~

Caibao: meow, meow, meow!! Hello everyone! It's time to interview senior
again!! Today, master Mo, our elder generation, was invited to cheer on sister
Ximei! Hello, master Mo!!

Mo Huo: it doesn't matter to lock the seal. As long as the halberd is not serious,
kill 2:00, there will be someone later!

Bag: Are you five past zero?

TA Xianjun: Oh, you found it.

Quench sister: Isn't this the same rascal and illiterate as last time? Come on,
fork him out!

Caibao: wait! Now it's 23.59!!! He will change in a minute!!

[bell at zero, Duang, Duang]

Master Mo: (opens his eyes) Hello, I'm Mo Huo. What do you call it?

Quench sister: How can this person divide

Bag: = = that's it. How do you do, master Mo ~ ~ we want you to teach us some
experience of our predecessors. We all know that JJ only locked your kisses,
not the zero point five flying car. How did you straighten your mind and face this
unfair treatment?

Master Mo: it's OK. One zero is me, five zero is me, and two zero is me. These
are just my minds in different periods of time. Master has enlightened me for a
long time, and I can understand myself. Master once taught me to live in a room
without a house, with the eight wastelands as the domain and the sun and the
moon as the base. Be broad-minded and be kind to everyone.

Quench sister: It's really good.

Master Mo: so you should be patient. Don't be angry. Anger can't solve the
problem.

Quench sister: OK.

Master Mo: don't be rude to your lover. You need to communicate and respect
each other.

Xiaomei: well.

Master Mo: you should pay more attention to his feelings and regard him as your
VIP customer. It is necessary to report the user experience.

Caibao: QAQ is great. Master Mo is reliable. I think my soul has been

sublimated.

Master Mo: in addition, words must be believed and deeds must be done. If you
agree to the other party's business, you must abide by your promise.

Caibao: wuwuwu!! That's great! Master Mo, can you give us an example to
further let us experience it?

Master Mo: (holding his chin for a moment) yes.

Ximei: please advise.

Master Mo: (serious) a real man should stand the test of * * and say that if he
can't go in, he must do it.

Quench sister: Come on. Fork out the rascal for me.

Chapter 105 - Heart of Lacquer
**THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT**

The slow voice of Mo Xi on the side of his ear was exactly the same as in his
memory, but he was also hesitant and sullen.

"That's what you said. Are you ok?"

Gu Mang: "..."

In fact, Mo Xi had already noticed something was wrong with Gu Mang. It's just
that he asked twice before, and Gu Mang always said that he was OK. In
addition, he didn't want to do anything wrong with Gu Mang. So although he
was clear in his mind, he didn't care.

But the cottage was so small that he could not help looking at the man who was
curled up in the corner, far away from him.

Mo Xi knew that Gu Mang was suffering and oppressing. He even saw Gu

Mang's later actions.

He thought that Gu Mang really put the past behind him, and really didn't want
to have any trouble with him any more, so this army ruffian who could smile and
say "just go to bed, just be happy with each other" would rather solve it quietly
than expose his love to him.

Gu Mang could smile at Jiang Yexue, talk with Murong ChuYi well, and even
speak softly to the little broken bird he just caught, only to treat him thinly and
coolly.

Gu Mang really didn’t want him.

That bit of broken self-esteem and pride made Mo Xi want to pretend to be

invisible, but when he heard Gu Mang's repressed and painful voice several
times… He still couldn’t give up.

At last, he didn't know what kind of mood he was in. He got up and went to the
shrunken figure, leaned down and circled his back to him.

Gu Mang's sudden reaction made his heart tremble. So he finally broke his vow
that he would not touch Gu Mang any more, and took the poor body which
could not be redeemed into his palm. Gu Mang's whole body unconsciously
clung to his chest, and his jaw and neck slightly lifted up: “Mo Xi..."

Mo Xi lowered his voice and said, "Close your eyes. Pretend that it's not me."

Gu Mang frowned, his words stuck in his throat.

He was extremely vulnerable at this time, but in the extreme vulnerability, he still
had a very tough soul. How could it not be you?

It's always been you.

Mo Xi, only you…

But this unspeakable love, after all, could only stay in this ridge of "want to say.”

The two of them, one of them thinking the other heartless, the other thinking
himself heartless. For these reasons, they were unwilling to approach each other
again. But love and desire, that was the endless abyss. They stepped placing a
foot into the emptiness, in whose endless, black whereabouts, they could only
grasp onto each other.

As soon as Mo Xi’s hand moved, Gu Mang's final reason would collapse. Only
his bright light could keep him from losing himself and passionately calling Mo
Xi’s name.

He was like a beast trapped in the sea of desire, struggling desperately to

escape from the cage of old love, but he couldn’t do it. Mo Xi knew him so well
that he could easily stir up his heat, make him soft, make him moan. He looked
up, leaned against Mo Xi’s arms, and breathed.

His unyielding and tearful constitution had made his eyes red, and there were
tears gathering at the end of his long eyes. He was trembling all over in misery,
soft in Mo Xi’s arms. His reason shattering, he shouted hoarsely, "Let go of
me…"

The tone was hard, but the voice line was very soft. It seemed to change.

Obviously, he wanted to be ruthless, but what he let out was a vague request.

"... Let me go... " In the end, Gu Mang himself was a little tense. He almost
begged. God knows how painful it was for him to control his lust when he was
restraining his animal blood.

He had lost his memory, gone through a dead end, had two souls gouged out.
He did not know how long he could keep his divine sense which was recovered
in the time mirror, and whether these heavenly mercies for him and his lucidity
would be lost soon. He had lost so much, only the man behind him was the last
light and heat he could embrace at this moment.

But he still had to suppress it.

Gu Mang almost collapsed. “You… Let me go..."

Let me go. Don't come near me.

Although I have taken animal blood, I am still human. I will feel unwilling, and I
will regret the road I have chosen. But I can't go back. Please… Don't torture me
anymore…

I know it's a cold night ahead. Your warmth will make me hesitate to move
forward.

I'm already a traitor. Mo Xi.

I don't want to be a coward anymore.

But what about Mo Xi? Mo Xi, who was holding him, was also in pain. He didn't
even understand who he should let go of and who could forgive.

Because Gu Mang didn't want him to touch him, he even said such tragic
sentences as "pretend it isn't me" - but even then, was Gu Mang exclusive?

Because of this moment's sadness and anxiety, the strength of his arm was a
little looser. Gu Mang was like a sparrow who finally got freedom. He stumbled
to get up and wanted to go far away from Mo Xi.

However, the demon blood in his body was boiling. His desire was steaming, his
waist was soft, and his whole body was weak. He only supported half of his
body and fell between the rice stalks again. There were many demon beasts that
have been relieved here in the cottage before. There was a pungent smell in the
golden grass. Gu Mang's throat made a painful sob. He turned over, his blue
eyes were wide open, and his eyes went slack.

Then he saw Mo Xi standing up and his figure reflected in his eyes.

It was really embarrassing. He wanted to know what a miserable situation he

was in now, but Mo Xi didn’t even mess up his robe.

Wuyan's incense poison was more and more violent in his body. He frowned
painfully, raised his hand and said, "You..."

He wanted to say, go away, don’t look.

But it was so hard that he bit his lips before he finished speaking.

Mo Xi took Gu Mang’s meaning wrong, thinking he reached out wanting to pull

him up. So he took Gu Mang's hand.

It was like the last cluster melted and pushed open the rock. The taste of the
subtle touch of ten fingers finally made the extremely stretched Gu Mang lose
his shackles. At this moment, human desire succumbed to demon blood.

Gu Mang didn't get up, but pulled Mo Xi.

Mo Xi fell suddenly, and the two people sank into the soft rice. The dust of rice
seemed to have been whipped in the turbid air.

Hardness.

His waist began to soften.

"Gu Mang..."

Hearing his name, Gu Mang's eyes began to heat up.

He really trembled, his lips trembled, and the light in his blue eyes flowed and
went lax. Before that, he could say "let me go," but the strong desire from the
demon beast poison burned to the extreme. His eyes were red, so he could only
look up at Mo Xi’s handsome face and bite his lower lip, but he could not say a
word.

Instinct was forcing him to show his heart.

Over the years, he had done many decisive things, gone through many
bloodstained roads, left many things behind— only Mo Xi.

Mo Xi was not left behind by him; he was abandoned by him.

He took a knife and, inch by inch, gouged out his own flesh and blood, and cut
out his heart.

In fact, when he watched Mo Xi in the bat blood rain, his heart was racing and
crazy, but he covered all this up with indifference and affection.

How could that be?

He loved him so much, thought about him so much. He thought about him when
he was in the camp, thought about him in the rain of the building boat at night,
loved him, thought about him and thought about him in his broken memory.

He was biting his lips, tears in his eyes. That was because of suffering from the
toxicity, but more importantly, it was because he was really destroyed to the
extreme by missing him.

He really wanted to be selfish regardless. He wanted to say, hold me. Fuck me.
Mo Xi, please… Help me, I've been soaked in blood for eight years… Can you
hold me again…

I miss you….

After gouging out your heart, the scar will never heal…

Gu Mang blinked his eyes. He felt something hot and humid running down the
end of his eyes, seeping into his sideburns. He raised his hand to touch his
cheek.

He clutched Mo Xi’s hand, and with almost all his strength and wisdom, he said
to Mo Xi in a very low voice, "I'm afraid… Detoxify me…"

He saw a flash of light in his dark eyes, which had nothing to do with desire.

His heart was like a knife, and his heart was like a fire.

“Just… It's just to detoxify... " Gu Mang closed his eyes and choked his throat.
“I will... Take you..."

His five fingers pinched Mo Xi’s wrist and were shaking badly.

"I will take you… As... Another person.”

He opened his eyes and saw that the light in Mo Xi's eyes had gone out, and
that it had become an endless, piercing night.

Mo Xi's face was sad, but it was like he was used to hiding his heart with
laughter. His shidi, Mo Xi, had finally learned to hide his true feelings with
coldness.

His Mo Xi was no longer that young man on the snowy battlefield at night, who
wanted to understand his love and ran to confess through the snow and wind.

Neither of them.

In the black eyes, the pain was hidden and the chill was floating.

Mo Xi almost gnashed his teeth, and then Gu Mang felt a terrible force turn him
over, making him lie face down in the haystack.

This pose… Such an occasion for sexual intercourse. It was really like a forced
catharsis, which had nothing to do with love.

Gu Mang was in great pain because of his love and the demon poison. The
place touched by the swaying hand of Mo Xi turned thin red. He lied between
the golden rice stalks, his soft cheek was slightly sideways, and his heart and
breaths were disordered.

His heart was in a mess. He felt that his clothes were roughly torn by Mo Xi, as if
in revenge. Because of his anger, Mo Xi didn’t take off Gu Mang’s pants, but put
his hard and hot sex like a soldering iron against the thin layer of clothes and
pushed it forward for a while.

"Ah…!" The long-awaited stimulation made Gu Mang gasp and shout hoarsely.
His fingers tightened against the rice stalk.

He, a useless man who had been defeated since the war, the imperial bureau,
and now his own desire.

Mo Xi removed his black iron buckle buckle at his wait. It made a brittle sound.

Gu Mang buried his face in the rice stalks and said nothing. His high spirited sex
was smothered by Mo Xi, and it swelled uncontrollably. Mo Xi picked him up and
let him sit between his legs. The last thing between them were a thin pair of
black pants. Mo Xi’s sex was completely hard, towering. His anger was
ferocious against Gu Mang’s thigh, but it was not inserted.

He made Gu Mang sit like this, stroking his hot and sensitive body from back to
front. His fingers pulled Gu Mang’s loose lapel. He stroked and kneaded his hard
nipple.

"Ah…" Gu Mang gasped and sat back between Mo Xi’s legs. He couldn’t help
moaning. Mo Xi loosened his teeth and inserted his delicious fingers into his
mouth.

They had had intense sex before many times. At that time, Gu Mang gradually
induced and taught him.

After so many years, Mo Xi didn’t forget that he was clean, but he only
recognized one person and only slept with that person. It’s not that he didn’t
know the patterns.

The fingers in the wet mouth turned and stirred while inserting in and out,
imitating the hand that was moving frequently across the dirty pants. Every time
he moved, Gu Mang could not help making a groan. The demon blood not only
hardened his body, but also gave Gu Mang more sensitive senses. His pants
were wet.

He was so miserable that he couldn't help wanting to look back. He thought

vaguely of looking back at the man he loved deeply, but what followed was that
Mo Xi took off his black hair belt and covered the front of his eyes with it.

"You..."

"If you don't look at my face, you'll probably feel better."

"..." The long eyelashes vibrated under the hair band. Gu Mang didn’t know how
he looked when he said this. In fact, before Gu Mang could think anymore, he
was pushed to softness by Mo Xi.

He felt cold under his body, and the last of their clothes were torn away by Mo
Xi.

Gu Mang’s throat was still moving. He couldn’t think anymore. His mind was in a
daze. However, this feeling was not good - the demon blood would be satisfied,
but reason finally went to ruin.

Mo Xi did not kiss him or caress him. Mo Xi used to be full of love and affection.
For the first time, he didn't do anything like that. He untied Gu Mang’s clothes,
took out his sexual instrument, and put it between his hips. The transparent
secretion on the head of his penis moistened the entrance and lingered for a
while.

"Why are you shaking all over?"

"…"

Mo Xi held him from behind. Gu Mang’s legs were soft, and his body had almost
reached the limited. Otherwise, he would kneel down. But Gu Mang was not
shaking because of the cold, nor because of fear.

He and Mo Xi had done it so many times in love. Even after such a long time, he
could still feel it.

Gu Mang's lips vibrated, and he said, "It's ok..."

But Mo Xi put his hand up and stroked the hair band covering his eyes, only to
find that tears seeped out.

"… Are you still suffering?"

Gu Mang bit his moist lower lip and didn't say a word. He could not see what
was in front of him, but he could feel that his jaw was pinched by Mo Xi and
turned around.

Mo Xi’s voice was so close, Gu Mang could even feel his breath clearly.
“Because it's me, even if you are forced to do it by this miasma, you still don't
want to. Right?"

"..."

A little silence.

Mo Xi said, "Gu Mang. Why you don't want me?”

Gu Mang was held down by him, lying on the haystack, facing up. He didn't
know the situation. He just felt that there was no bypass to choose from. He
raised his hand to remove the hair band, but his wrist was held back.

Mo Xi was probably tormented to the point of craziness. The original was so

pure a person, his pent up mood almost distorted him.

He didn’t let Gu Mang untie the belt, but raised his legs and leaned over. Gu
Mang was biting his teeth down, but when the hot and strong chest came down
and put pressure on him, he could not help making a tiny, broken groan.

Mo Xi’s wet stem head pressed against the soft entrance, but did not go in. Gu
Mang shuddered once again on the ground. He gasped for breath.

"Mo, Mo Xi..."

"Why do you call my name?"

Gu Mang’s Adam’s apple rolled up and down. Even his toes were tight. "Ah…!"

The hot and slippery glans of the penis thrust in halfway, and Gu Mang was so
excited that he suddenly raised his neck and screamed out. The re-quenched
body made him have the characteristics of a demon beast. The sex of a demon
beast has many different forms, so even this sensitive point in his backside
could secrete viscous love fluid like a demon beast in mating.

Mo Xi bit his teeth. "How are you…. It’s so wet…"

Gu Mang almost gasped. He was wet. He could feel it. His asshole had become
very soft and moist. Mo Xi had only shallowly inserted half of the stem. There,
Gu Mang sucked in Mo Xi’s sex hungrily, and even Mo Xi moved a little. The
connected between them emitted a drip of moist liquid, which made his body
numb.

Gu Mang almost choked. "You… come in. Quick… Hurry up…"

"…."

Gu Mang sobbed, I can’t stand it…"

A gentleman who has driven himself mad will only become abnormal. What’s
more, Mo Xi was not a gentleman, and Gu Mang had really forced him for too
long.

Mo Xi did not go all the way in, but inserted a little more then pulled out. Gu
Mang was stretched to the limit and his sex was hard and swollen. He didn’t
know if Mo Xi was detoxifying him or adding fuel to the fire.

"Enter… Enter…" Gu Mang was hoarse. His hand was caressing casually,
touching Mo Xi’s arm, and then tightly holding it. "Please… Mo Xi, I feel sick…."

Mo Xi didn’t speak.

Just when Gu Mang thought Mo Xi didn’t care about him, his legs were
suddenly raised roughly.

He didn’t know whether it was for his own dignity, or for the feelings of caring for
Gu Mang, but these two people whose hearts were blocked by many barriers to
love each other found a rare reason to spend time together.

In fact, both of them had been looking forward to such a reason and excuse for
a long time.

"Like you said." Mo Xi lowered his voice and said, "What I can do now, what I
should do, is just to detoxify you. With whatever else... "

After a moment, he whispered, “Well… It doesn't matter.”

Gu Mang’s hole was very hot and wet, so he didn’t even need to loosen it as
before. He took two fingers and stirred them. One by one, his fingers were
sucked in and moved rhythmically in the warm, soft corridor.

He looked down at the face covered by the thick hair band. He pulled out the
sticky fingers, and Gu Mang kept his mouth slightly open to breathe. When Mo
Xi's fingers were separated from his body, Gu Mang frowned and his body
trembled. Mo Xi knew that he was really broken to the critical point and would
collapse if he did not release.

Gu Mang’s fingers were holding onto the rice stalks. His animal nature was
becoming stronger, but the human relationship was very small. The taste of
being held by the hot sexual instrument made his scalp numb. His legs opened
more unconsciously, almost flattering and begging Mo Xi for to insert his
manhood.

Mo Xi’s eyes turned as dark as his hair. Holding Gu Mang’s waist, the fiery thick
penis slowly poked in. The re-quenched body shivered and sucked in his sex
hungrily. The warm and sticky fluid made a "squelch" sound as he entered.

"Ah…" Gu Mang frowned. He raised his neck and gasped, his throat swallowing.

He really had a temper like a demon beast and could easily be crossed. The size
of Mo Xi’s sex was terrible. From beginning to middle, Gu Mang would be
shivering with pain. Now he could adapt and even yearn so fast.

Mo Xi couldn’t tell what kind of mood it was: fidgety, anxious, sad. Naturally, no
matter what, there would be extreme physical stimulation.

Gu Mang had been away for eight years and he had been clear-minded for eight
years. Today, because of an excuse, they could get together again.

"Too…Big…Ah!" At the moment when Mo Xi pushed in, Gu Mang’s groan

suddenly changed its tone. Both of them gasped heavily. Gu Mang’s legs were
hanging on the sides of Mo Xi’s thin waist. He was already soft. He only felt the
hot, thick, hard thing cutting into him at once, as if it was going to pierce his
abdomen.

"Ah…Ah…"

The thrill of being possessed violently and being invaded completely was taking
Gu Mang to the breaking point.

"Inserted in… All in!" Unconsciously feeding the feeling, Mo Xi stooped, grabbed
Mo Xi’s hand, and pressed it on his abdomen. "Has anyone else been here in
these years? If there was one… Can he please you? Can he go in this deep?"

His voice was originally low and sexy. At this time he was even hoarse and
magnetic enough to make Gu Mang listen to him excitedly. When he spoke, he
leaned his body over, clinging to Gu Mang’s ear, and his hot, humid breath
brushed his sideburns. The blue eyes covered by the black belt were stimulated
to distraction.

Before he calmed down, Mo Xi pressed him. His hips moved strongly, and he
began to manipulate him violently. He pulled and interred himself into the moist
and contracted asshole.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah!" The hot and hard penis was working inside Gu Mang’s body. It
seemed to penetrate his soul every time. At this moment, the desire for love that
couldn’t be begged for and the desire for love that couldn’t become disordered
became the crazy spring of bodies entangling.

There was no other sound in the hut, only the "pa pa" sound when there were
together, the hiss sound when the penis was pulled and inserted in the corridor,
the calls that Gu Mang himself did not realize he made, and Mo Xi’s deep and
sexy gasps.

"Ah… A little deeper, Mo Xi…. Mo Xi… Further… Ah ah…"

Gu Mang’s moans were replaced with "Mo Xi." His backside would be satisfied,
filled, and even comforted to the extreme. Gu Mang couldn’t help holding onto
the man lying on his body.

The perspiration made the two men’s skin stick together.

Gu Mang soon reached the critical point in this intense sexual love. He raised his
waist to cater to Mo Xi’s thrusting. Mo Xi knew where his sensitivity was most
clearly, and every time he was in that place, it made him numb and cool.
However, the demon beast desire and the love poison made his desire soar. He
also wanted to make Mo Xi insert deeper and push harder, so he kept lifting his
waist up and forward under Mo Xi’s body. Panting hoarsely he cried, "Well…
Here… I…."

Just as he was bursting with desire, Mo Xi pulled it out and suddenly stopped
him. His thick sex pulled completely out of Gu Mang’s body.

"Come…" Gu Mang shuddered, as if his soul would be taken away inch by inch
by that hot thing. When Mo Xi retreated the whole root from his body, the erotic
liquid in his body flowed out like spring water. It was so painful that even the tips
of his toes were shaking.

Gu Mang was puzzled and asked painfully, "… Mo Xi?"

"Didn’t I say, pretend it isn’t mine?" There was a low sigh by his ear, then Gu
Mang’s body was picked up and turned around. "Lie down," Mo Xi said.

"After that, he grasped Gu Mang’s waist, put his sex back into Gu Mang’s back
hole. He took a deep breath and suddenly squeezed in!

"Ah, ah!" The feeling of being inserted from behind was more exciting. Mo Xi
pulled the hair band and forced him to look up. Gu Mang had been panting for a
long time, sending out shivering sobs. His irritated sensitive spot was severely
butted like a punishment, and the two men crossed each other in the most
primitive and bestial position. Gu Mang was like a beast lying under him. He was
in tears and his sex organs were towering, as if his stomach was about to be
opened. "Ah, Ah… Mo Xi…"

Mo Xi asked him in a low gasping voice, "Cool?"

"Ah, ah… Please, a little faster. I, I… want to cum." Gu Mang fell down among
the haystacks and cried. He was forced by Mo Xi to the point that he couldn’t
speak. His voice broke off with the violent top. His human body carried the
sexual desire of demon beasts. He was really driven mad by pleasure and pain.
"I’m going to come…"

Mo Xi reached out his hand to the front, holding the part which was standing
high. Gu Mang suddenly opened his eyes, making a hoarse exclamation. His
blindfold belt had gone loose in such turbulence. Half of it had slipped down,
revealing his moist blue eyes which had no focal length like two pieces of ocean.

He soon shivered and shot out in Mo Xi’s hand. A thick stream of semen was
sprayed into the rice stems. When the front was fully vented, the stem in the
back was also held by Mo Xi. Gu Mang almost lost his soul. His breathing turned
into choking. His choking became shouting. His shouting became confusion.

"I… I can’t…" Gu Mang said frantically. "You’re going to fuck me to death, Mo

Xi. Mo Xi, Mo Xi. Stop. Stop. Please… Please… Ah! Ah!"

The bell mouth spewed out the last of the cloudy liquid. His whole body was soft
and dirty. However, Mo Xi did not let him go. In fact, the love poison did not let
him go.

He was soon given birth to new obscenities in the torrent and pleasure of
reaching climax, and he was soon driven mad by his body. At this time, he
realized that it was not an exaggeration for bat demons to resist death in their
lingering. The instinct of demon beasts was a stronger desire than human
beings.

He lied under Mo Xi and was held for a while. He was wet. Sweat, semen, and
the mucus of his backside covered the man who was once regarded as the
sacred beast of Chonghua. Now he was really like a beast and was being dried
by Mo Xi, begging to be inserted by a man, occupied by him and filled
ruthlessly.

His cheeks were red. He panted low and his back was thrust so hard that his
physiological tears slide down his soft face as he was moaning and swallowing.

He couldn’t ask for Mo Xi to love him anymore, but at least for this moment,
under the guise of catharsis, he could finally plead for Mo Xi to possess him and
manipulate him.

"Mo Xi"

The man behind him was still as fierce as he was eight years ago. He was
inserted by him, the fierce thrusting began again. Only when Gu Mang had the
desire to let out for a third time, did Mo Xi start to lose control of his breath.

Gu Mang was almost stabbed and tortured by him. This man finally had the
intention to climax.

The strong buttocks slowed down after the quick crazy thrusting. Mo Xi still had
a sense of reason. He took a breath and said in a hoarse voice, "I’m pulling it
out…"

But Gu Mang was already in a coma at that time. After hearing him, he grasped
Mo Xi’s hand and turned his face slightly. Under the disordered sweat and wet
forehead, a pair of blue eyes looked at Mo Xi helplessly with wet red lips
opening and closing.

"Cum inside…"

Mo Xi’s pupils suddenly darkened.

Gu Mang groaned laxly. He fell down into the haystacks with a soft cry. "You can
cum inside, Mo Xi. I want you…"

He actually wanted to say, I want to love you. I want to except everything you
have. I want to go back to the past with you. But there was only once sentence
that he could let out. He suddenly bit his lower lip and buried his face in his
arms. Only the long, black, soft hair was exposed along with a little bit of thin
redness at the edge of his ear.

The final entanglement was almost more crazy than the real demon beast. Gu
Mang was so overpowered that he couldn’t even kneel down, and Mo Xi moved
so quickly and fiercely. The two people’s ass and crotch were close to each
other, making a loud and violent sound. Their breathing was very fast.

"Ah…Ah ah…"

"Do you really want it?" murmured Mo Xi.

"Cum in me," Gu Mang cried. He raised his waist and ass, pandering to him.
"Shoot it inside me…"

Mo Xi put his arms around his waist and put heavy pressure on him, letting Mo
Xi put it into his body as deep as ever. Gu Mang shouted hoarsely, but Mo Xi put
his hands on his mouth. Mo Xi put his hands on him, and thrust ten times hard.
At last, he thrust into him, almost squeezing him inside out.

Gu Mang cried out "ah" and covered his hand. He climaxed and let it out again.
The thin semen splashed out, and his asshole wrapped around his large penis,
sucking him in and turning him out. He could feel a strong cloud of fluid jet into
his body, onto his most sensitive point, and his toes tightened.

He knew that Mo Xi had released inside of him.

After he came, Mo Xi was still inside the back hole in his mess. He waited, doing
the work of blocking the ejaculated semen, not letting any of it flow out.

Gu Mang had lost his mind. Overlapping, they fell between the rice stacks and
gasped heavily.

At this time, the two of them clearly realized that, although they had deliberately
alienated each other, they were still fooled by fate. No one in the room spoke,
but Mo Xi stopped for a moment, hesitated, covered Gu Mang’s hand between
the rice stalks, and clasped it tremblingly in the lingering afterglow.

Gu Mang’s breathing gradually slowed down. He lowered his lashes weakly and
whispered, "Don’t pull it out."

"…."

His voice was soft, almost lax. "My constitution…" his Adam’s apple rolled, "is
not the same as before."

"In a moment, the demon blood will absorb… And so… All absorb, and…" He
paused, hoarsely. "It’s alright…."

This was the first time that Mo Xi heard Gu Mang talk about his re-quenched
physique. His heart and mouth were sore. He held Gu Mang’s sweaty finders,
and his breath was on the side of Gu Mang’s ear. If he only bent down, he could
kiss Gu Mang’s cheek. The afterglow of love was fading. Everything same as
when they had no blood feud eight years ago, except for one kiss.

But this kiss, after all, was impossible.

Both of them knew very clearly in their hearts that only the desires of the body
could be healed by this touching.

And the emptiness and unwillingness in each other’s hearts would always enter
their bone marrow.

There was no cure for a lifetime.

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Chapter 106 - Detoxification
After a while, the sky began to glow with crimson light. At dawn, they were ready
to leave the hut.

Gu Mang didn't speak much. When he got up to put on his clothes, his
fingertips were still shaking. Mo Xi took a look at him. In the light of the thin
morning light, he saw Gu Mang's soft black hair with the exposed ear edge, with
some lingering blush. Gu Mang lowered his head to straighten out his robe. His
ink-like eyelashes hung down, but he couldn't cover up his long eyes.

They both took care of their clothes carefully, either because of embarrassment
or because they were worried about what others would see later. Fortunately,
they didn't kiss just now, and there were no kissing marks to cover.

Mo Xi was for a while and said, "Your body..."

"The reason for the wolf demon's blood." Gu Mang didn't want to say more. He
said softly, "The incense of bat essence is as effective for me."

He slowed down and stood up.

Once in the past, after Gu Mang's love with him, he was always weak and
sometimes stumbled. Mo Xi unconsciously wanted to help him, but his hand
was thrown away by Gu Mang.

Gu Mang took a breath and still had some red on his nose. His voice was dumb.
"I'm ok."

His constitution was really different. He could recover quickly. He bit the
headband, raised his long hair high, and tied it up. Wet lips loosened, he sighed
and smiled, "Excuse me, I let Xihe Jun see just that kind of reaction.”

Mo Xi’s heart and mouth clenched, but he still closed his eyes and said in a
deep voice, "I said it's just detoxification. Don't think about it."

“En," Gu Mang said. "I just feel that with our current relationship, you have
sacrificed so much to relieve me, which is a little too much. And I did… It's a
shame."

His deep lake blue eyes drooped and he buttoned up the concealed weapons at
his cuffs.

"Xihe, if you can forget it, try to forget it."

He spoke, lifting the bamboo curtain. The pale morning light came down through
the black smoke over bat island, and the forest was cold. Gu Mang looked out
and said, "It's still early. The bat spirits are still in the hut. We can go." After that,
they went straight to the cave where Murong ChuYi and them were hiding.

Mo Xi looked back at their lingering cottage. What happened here more than
one hour ago was like a mirage.

The reason that they could resist the lingering death did not exist. At dawn, he
was still the Xihe Jun, and Gu Mang was still the slave of Xihe, the traitor of the
state. What happened last night, he knew that neither of them would mention it
again, and neither of them could take it seriously.

"..."

Mo Xi finally looked at the room deeply, put down the rolling bamboo curtain
and caught up with Gu Mang. These two people still had the smell of
entanglement on each other, but like strangers, they walked back without saying
a word.

Dawn is the weakest and most delicate time for bats. They didn’t encounter any
danger along the way. And the life crystal stone Mo Xi was wearing also showed
that Yue Chenqing's body had improved significantly. Sure enough, when they
returned to the cave, they could see that Yue Chenqing was sitting on his back
and was awake.

But they don't know what happened when they were gone. The atmosphere in
the cave was not harmonious. Jiang Yexue sat next to Rong Rong with a little
embarrassed face, she even stood at a loss, while Yue Chenqing was crying. He
lowered his head, tears pattered down, and his eyes were swollen with tears,
which could not be wiped on his back.

Gu Mang was surprised and said, "What's the matter?"

Rong Rong’s eyes lit up. "Ah! It's Gu Mang gege!"

She just wanted to go up and explain something to him, but after all, she was a
half immortal of the feathered tribe. She had some intuition and ability that
ordinary people didn’t. She just walked forward without two steps, and then
hesitated and stopped.

"Eh...?"

She looked at Gu Mang with her big eyes, and then saw Mo Xi. Her soft little
nose suddenly wrinkled and her face showed hesitation.

Gu Mang: "What's the matter?"

Rong Rong puckered her big fluffy ear uncertain way. "No, nothing."

But in the side room, Yue Chenqing was already crying out of breath. "Fourth
Uncle, I... I'm not really messing around..."

As he choked, he bitterly explained to Murong ChuYi, who stood beside him

with a cold face. "I just want to find you a herbal medicine before my birthday.
You say you’re uncomfortable every year and don't want to accompany me. I...
I..."

"What are you? I think you've lost your head! " Murong ChuYi brushed his sleeve
and said with gnashing teeth, "What are you, you don't know?! How dare a man
come to the Mengdie islands!”

Jiang Yexue sat next to him. He has just given blood for Yue Chenqing. He was
weak, but he still coughed and said, "OK, Chenqing is also kind-hearted. Uncle,
he just woke up, so you don't have to scold him anymore..."

Murong ChuYi suddenly shook Jiang Yexue and held his sleeve hand. He said,
"I'll teach my nephew to be a good man next to you!"

Then he turned to Yue Chenqing angrily and said, "If it wasn't for your great
fortune, don't say that you would have sent me the medicine before your
birthday. Next year, at this time, your uncle and I would have sent you flowers at
your grave! Do you want peony or rose?! Yue Chenqing, can you save dessert
for me? Don't you know your life was earned by your mother?! That's what
you're doing with it!"

When Yue Chenqing heard the last two sentences, he raised his head. He
suddenly no longer cried so wrongly. He looked at Murong Chu Yi with his eyes
wide open. What was accumulating in his eyes was a kind of stabbing sadness.

All the people present, whether it was Mo Xi or Gu Mang, or even Murong ChuYi
himself, had never seen Yue Chenqing look so sad.

Seeing Yue Chenqing's expression, Jiang Yexue knew that the last sentence of
Murong ChuYi was very important. He went to pull the sleeve of Murong ChuYi
again, but the sword eyebrows of Murong ChuYi stood up. He blew away Jiang
Yexue and shouted angrily——

“I said several times don’t you touch me again!"

He spoke and he didn't control himself. Jiang Yexue lost too much blood. He
had transfused the blood beside Yue Chenqing before, and he didn't sit in a
wheelchair. This time, he was pushed to the ground.

Inside and outside, everyone was still.

Yue Chenqing looked at Jiang Yexue. His wrists were still scarred, and he didn’t
want to compete with Murong ChuYi. He had always been modest and
courteous, taking care of others' emotions and holding them back. He tried to
hold himself with his arms and let himself sit straight. He said softly with his
eyelashes hanging, "You are angry in your heart, and don't rush to Chenqing. If
you are not happy, you can come to me. You are the elder. We are all your
younger generation. If I am pushed and scolded by you a few times, it’s
nothing... "

Murong ChuYi did not know why, but hearing this, he became more and more
angry. This time, his hands were shaking. Pointing at him, his face was white
and terrible. “You…”

"As long as my brother-in-law is happy," said Jiang Yexue.

Murong ChuYi almost burst with anger. “You… You just..."

He was about to raise my hand for a lesson, but suddenly heard a voice out of
control. "Why are you so fierce all the time!"

Dead silence.

It seemed that no one could think of who would shout at Murong Chuyi. Even
Murong ChuYi was stunned for a while. The phoenix eyes looked elsewhere, and
then they realized something. They turned their heads slowly.

Yue Chenqing's tears rustled. He stared at his uncle sadly and mournfully. His
voice softened, but he was sad and disappointed to the extreme. "In your eyes,
is there only my mother! Me too, he… He is also good. If we take heart and
lungs out of you, you will only be angry with us and blame us…”

The face of Murong ChuYi faded, white as gold paper.

He was sick for a long time. Before, he used the forbidden art to hang onto Yue
Chenqing's life, so his heart was damaged. At this moment, he was accused by
Yue Chenqing. He was angry and hurt. He couldn't help choking and coughing
several times, and he was forced to stare at him with blood in his throat.

But Yue Chenqing didn't know his fourth uncle's injury. His little face was
wrinkly. Obviously speaking to his uncle like this, he felt worse than stabbing his
heart and lungs, but what made him worse was his uncle’s harsh words to them.
Yue Chenqing's crying voice changed a little. He stopped in front of Jiang Yexue
for the first time:

"This matter… It's my fault, too… He... In order to save me, he suffered so much
injury and lost so much blood Why do you push and scold him..."

Jiang Yexue shook his head and said, "Chenqing......"

Murong ChuYi's lips were blue. His eyes flashed and he murmured for a long
time. He seemed to struggle with something. At last, he pinched his fingers into
a fist and squeezed out a few fragmented words. "Yue Chenqing. What do you
know?! "

"..."

Cold, sharp eyes suddenly fell on the thin face of Jiang Yexue. At that moment,
Murong ChuYi hated so much even his eyes were red.

"He is just a cheap seed!"

This made Yue Chenqing, and even Mo Xi and Gu Mang, look slightly changed.

Since they came into contact with Murong ChuYi, although they felt that this
man was cold and high, he was not an evil lord. They did not understand why he
was said to be one of the most greedy, hateful, and crazy people in Chonghua.

However, when this sentence was out of the way, the sword usually stabbed into
Jiang Yexue's heart. People all thought that Murong ChuYi's hatred was too
fierce and caused too much collision.

Jiang Yexue's eyelashes trembled, and he closed his eyes at once. He lowered
his head and never spoke again.

After a few moments of silence, Yue Chenqing looked up at Murong ChuYi in

tears. "Fourth uncle..." The voice was trembling and stretched to the extreme.
When the string broke and the arrow came out, he cried, "Is your heart made of
stone?”

The author has something to say: at the beginning of this chapter, there is a gift
of love education, and the "Weibo": the flesh is more than the devil

Delete in 1 hour ~ ~ ~ it doesn't matter who I missed today. I will reissue it at 10

o'clock tomorrow night ~

Today, I have more than 1W words on my neck. Tomorrow, I will ask for a
holiday, because I have to be out all day tomorrow, so I can't fish QAQ ~ ~ ~
then yesterday, I worked overtime, so I have to polish this week's manuscript, so
I still want to take a breath ~ ~ or I will burn the poor manuscript box QAQ ~ ~
I'm sorry duck! Lying flat and beating QAQ

Chapter 107 - Traces of Ambiguity
The most unlikely person in the world to blame Murong ChuYi was Yue
Chenqing.

He had worshipped Murong ChuYi since he was young, and loved his uncle who
was not related by blood. Because of this, he was such a rich young master who
was willing to follow Xihe Jun to Liaoguo, willing to bury himself in all kinds of
volumes, trying to find traces of fairies that could cure all kinds of diseases.

He knew he was wrong when he came to bat island without permission, but no
matter how he apologized, Murong ChuYi didn't have any peace. He was
scolding him all the time and scolding him for not cherishing "the life exchanged
with the life of Ah Niang.” In the end, Yue Chenqing also said such words to
Jiang Yexue, who saved him by exchanging blood. Yue Chenqing's heart was in
chaos and suffering.

"... Fourth Uncle... I know I'm not good. I'm too stupid, too impulsive… I really
just want to see you well. You don't tell me anything. I have no choice but to
look around by myself… I'm sorry, I didn't find the medicine for you, but I made
a mess for you… But you… But you..."

The eyes and eyelashes closed and tears flowed.

"Why don't you even listen to my explanation..."

"You said my life was bought by my mother, and you said Jiang… You said he
was a bitch… But he didn't want to be a concubine’s son… I didn’t want to kill
my mother at birth! Why do you blame us? Fourth Uncle, I respect you, love you,
so many years what I thought about what you say, what you think is right, what
you like, but you really look back at me…”

Yue Chenqing cried, "You really… Have you ever seen me as your nephew?"

Jiang Yexue whispered, "Chenqing, forget it, ChuYi… He -"

Murong ChuYi was pale and sinister, and suddenly interrupted Jiang Yexue's
words. His eyes were glaring at Yue Chenqing's face, and the words were worn
to pieces. “Let him say it!"

Jiang Yexue: "..."

Yue Chenqing wiped his tears, lowered his head and sobbed for a long time. He
murmured sadly, "I won't say I, I shouldn't blame my fourth uncle… I shouldn't
talk back to my uncle..."

He seemed to want to calm down slowly, so he could not help repeating the
words "shouldn't collide with my fourth uncle.” But mumbling and mumbling to
the end, he suddenly raised his hand to bury his face.

The cry was like a baby's sob. "Would you rather I had never been born..."

Murong ChuYi: "..."

"Your Ah Niang has gone, I am not Murong Huang, I am Yue Chenqing!"

The atmosphere in the cave was very stiff. Anyone could see that Murong ChuYi
had been shocked by the extreme emotions in his chest. His porcelain jade face
was slightly red, and his pale fingers were tightly squeezed into fists. He looked
at Yue Chenqing, and then at Jiang Yexue. Finally, he closed his eyes and said,
"OK OK. "

Several moments later, Murong ChuYi opened his fierce eyes, and his wet red
eyes swept them severely. The cold light pressed down all the sadness. "I've
heard your explanation. I will not scold you Yue Chenqing."

His palms were about to be pinched by his fingertips and bleeding, but he was
still slightly raising his jaw, strong, cold, calm, and lonely.

"Do as you please."

He finished speaking, turned around and whisked away.

Jiang Yexue said, “Brother-in-law 6!”

When Yue Chenqing saw Murong ChuYi look like this, he seemed to wake up
from a terrible nightmare. His face was still wet with tears, and he looked at his
back in a dazed and confused way and said, "Fourth uncle..."

6 I don’t really know how this (“xiao jiu / xiao jiu jiu) should be translated. MTL puts little uncle,
uncle, and brother-in-law. Jiang Yexue is the son of ChuYi’s adopted brother-in-law, so uncle-
in-law might be accurate. But since mtl has never put that, I’m gonna just use brother-in-law
which is what mtl puts the most frequently.
But Murong ChuYi had already managed to go out of the cave. Even Gu Mang
and Mo Xi, who were standing at the cave entrance, didn’t see it. His face was
as white as the first snow in a winter night, and he didn’t go back.

The room was dead for a moment. After a while, Mo Xi broke the silence.

"... Why did you suddenly make such a mess?"

"..." Jiang Yexue sighed, "As soon as Chenqing woke up, brother-in-law got
angry with him and asked him why he wanted to come to bat island alone.
Chenqing explained that he was looking for medicine for him. He… Alas, he felt
unworthy, so he was angry and scolded Chenqing for not understanding… My
brother-in-law is just like this. He has no malice. I'm sorry about the Yue family,
it’ll make you laugh."

Mo Xi didn't know what to say about this chicken feather. He was born to be
nosy, so he paused and said, "It's too dangerous outside. I'll find Murong and
bring him back."

"Ah -" Gu Mang grabbed him.

"What's the matter?"

"The beauty won't go far. He's smart. He just wants to be quiet. You didn't see
his face when he went out." Gu Mang glanced at Yue Chenqing and said in a
soft voice that only Mo Xi could hear, "He's almost crying. If you should go find
him at this time, it’ll make him more and more proud. Let him stay outside alone
for a while."

"..." Mo Xi for a while. Who is crying? Murong ChuYi?

Didn't he go out with a vengeance?

Although Mo Xi didn't see the fragile look on Murong's ChuYi's face, Gu Mang
had always been much sharper than him. Since Gu Mang said that, he didn't
agree with it, but he didn't insist.

But Jiang Yexue was still worried and said, "I'm afraid my brother-in-law is
alone..."

"Don't worry." Gu Mang entered the cave and waved his hand. "Have a little
rest. After a while, when he’s less angry, I'll go out to find him. Then we’ll set out
to go back to Chonghua."

Jiang Yexue said, "You have found a breakthrough?"

"Of course. You didn’t think about who I am, how powerful I am."

Since Gu Mang had said so, Jiang Yexue knew that he shouldn't force Murong
Chuyi back at this time. So he had to sigh and quit.

They reorganized themselves in the cave. Gu Mang was at his leisure. He leaned
against the wall of the cave to rest and turned out the magic dagger to play
among his long fingers. Playing for a little, he was suddenly aware that there
were two groups of hesitant eyes quietly glancing at him, Gu Mang looked
down, to the big eyes of Rong Rong.

Rong Rong didn't expect that Gu Mang would suddenly notice. She was busy
trying to turn away, but it was too late.

Gu Mang said with a smile, "Little beauty, why are you still secretly looking at
me?"

"You, you..." Rong Rong blushed, hesitated for a while, then murmured, "Gu
Mang gege, can I tell you something quietly?"

"Good."

Rong Rong hesitated for a moment. "On you… Why do you suddenly have the
taste of that brother? And... It's heavy."

Gu Mang flexibly turned the dagger's finger and stopped, stunned. "Who?"

Rong Rong didn't say a word, but her eyes secretly looked at Mo Xi next to Yue
Chenqing.

"..." Gu Mang was stunned for a moment, then his pupils were dark. He curled
up with a smile in his lips. “Oh, he is. It's normal. We were just close."

"No, no, you seem -"

Gu Mang covered her mouth with a smile, touched her head and leaned close to
her ear. "Well, I know you have the feathered tribe’s ability. I have demon blood
on me, and you are very sensitive to the smell of the demon, right? But little
beauty, demons and humans are different. When you are with us, you have to
learn some of people's rules - some things, you'd better not know if you know
them. Good."

Mo Xi heard the movement and turned to her side. "What are you doing?"

Gu Mang loosened his hand and said with a smile, "Nothing. It's funny for the
little girl."

With that, he raised his hand and bent his fingers, and flicked lightly on the
forehead and heart where the fire trace fell. "Remember my words, and prepare
to go out with us."

The next thing was going well. Murong ChuYi was not a rash man indeed. He
didn't go too far. Gu Mang soon found him under a peach blossom tree. After
coaxing him back, according to the information Gu Mang got before, they soon
found the weak point of the array.

Standing in the howling sea breeze, Jiang Yexue turned to Murong ChuYi and
said, "My brother-in-law, your body is still very weak. Why don't you take my
walnut boat together..."

Murong ChuYi's response was to raise his hand and pick a flower and turn it into
his own a boat. Without looking back, he lifted the bamboo curtain and went in.

Jiang Yexue: "..."

Yue Chenqing was wrapped in a heavy fur coat, and his dark eyes looked at his
back rather uneasily.

Although his fourth uncle didn't care about him normally, Yue Chenqing was not
stupid. He could feel that this time it was different. Murong ChuYi was really
cold.

The child was sad. Jiang Yexue slapped him on the head and sighed, "Don't
look, let's go."

It was not hard to break through the defense of bat island and leave quietly. The
two boats broke through the clouds. When the patrol bat was aware of it, it was
hard to catch up. The group of people took the ride resisting the wind, leaving
bat island far behind and flew away from the island.

Gu Mang also carried the feathered Rong Fong on the boat. When he reached
the depth of the sea of clouds, he took her out of the cabin. Then he half knelt
down and leveled with her and said to her:

"Jiuhua Mountain is just below here, Miss Rong. You can go home."

"Really, really?!" Rong Rong excitedly crouched down to the ship's side and
looked down. Under the vast clouds, there were green mountains emerging,
among which the light of the feathered tribe’s border was faint. She could not
help blushing. She looked at it for a long time, then turned her head and said,
"Thank you, thank you geges..."

"Gege?" Gu Mang said with a smile. "You can call us gege. Although you are
older than us, you look smaller than us. It's not your fault."

Jiang Yexue said, “You have been very kind to us. How dare we accept your
thanks again?" After saying that, he made a salute. "Take care of yourself, girl."

When Rong Rong said goodbye to them again then returned to her hometown.
Her shining golden and red wings came out behind her. She jumped into the sea
of clouds lightly, circled two boats several times, and then flew to the deep part
of Jiuhua Mountain, where the green cypress was still green.

Gu Mang watched her back be slowly swallowed in the golden light, and finally
disappear. He sighed, "Well, the people are saved, the poison is relieved, and
finally we can go back to have a good rest."

Then he added, "You can't betray me. I plan to go back to Chonghua and
pretend to be a fool, as I said before."

Yue Chenqing stood by the mast, dressed in thick fur clothes, and stared at the
boat of Murong ChuYi in the distance. He was not clear about the situation.
Hearing this, he looked back with great concern. “What did you say?"

Seeing that Gu Mang was going to speak, Jiang Yexue said, "Let me explain to
him. You were tired all night last night. You went to the cabin earlier to have a
rest. When you got to the imperial city, you had to go back to your life."

Gu Mang said, "Can you change rooms with Xihe Jun? You sleep with me, Xihe
Jun sleeps in another cabin?"

Jiang Yexue hesitated. "You quarreled again?"

"It's not good to keep quarreling,” Gu Mang said with a smile. "You see, I hate
him so much that my teeth are itchy. He is so beautiful again. What should you
do if I, the abnormal devil of Liaoguo, suddenly rise up and rape him first, then
kill him, and then rape him?"

Mo Xi: "..."

Jiang Yexue: "..."

"What? Inconvenient? If it's really inconvenient, I'll go to Gentleman Murong's

boat for a night."

Jiang Yexue immediately said, "What's inconvenient? My brother-in-law is in a

bad mood. Please don't bother him any more." He smiled at Gu Mang and said,
“Gu Xiong is free."

“Jiang Xiong, you've been able to talk for ten years." Gu Mang blinked at him.
The smile mark kept rising from the end of his eyes. Then he lifted the bamboo
curtain and went into the cabin.

Mo Xi was silent for a moment, then said, "Then I'll go too."

Yue Chenqing was totally confused and stammered, "What's the matter with
them?"

"It's a long story. If you don't dislike it and want to listen to me, I'll tell you
slowly." Jiang Yexue's fingertips moved gently and let the wheelchair stop
beside Yue Chenqing. "Chenqing, would you like to talk to me?"

"I......" Yue Chenqing looked at the boat of Murong ChuYi in the sea of clouds,
looked down at Jiang Yexue's injured hand, and finally lowered his head. “I'm
sorry. I'm the one who's causing you trouble."

Jiang Yexue sighed and said, "I know that your trip is a good one, not a bad
one. My brother-in-law must be aware of it, but he is so anxious that he had
always been this temperament. Don't think he doesn't care about you."

Yue Chenqing was dejected and silent.

"You have apologized many times. Let bygones be bygones. Don't be so rash in
the future. Otherwise, your father, your uncle, and your brother-in-law… And me,
we'll all worry about you."

Jiang Yexue said that, and ordered two little clay figurines to bring cushions and
snacks. Then he said to Yue Chenqing, "Sit down. You've just recovered. Eat
something. Eat sweet cakes. You'll feel better. Try it."

The morning breeze blew Yue Chenqing's forehead. He sat down, looked at the
little clay figurine with the crooked eyes who brought the cake, said thanks
again, and then bit the cake in his mouth.

It was half eaten, and he hesitated to look up and said, ”That..."

"Huh?"

"Exchanging blood… Do you have any pain? The scar on your hand looks very
deep. I, I have medicine... "

"You have medicine, so do I." Jiang Yexue smiled, eyes like two clear pools
immersed with gardenias whose fragrant ripples swung wide open. “Rest
assured, no pain. I will not blame you, you do not need to talk to me so tightly."

Yue Chenqing's eyes were a little red, and his head was almost buried in his
chest. "I'm sorry..."

Jiang Yexue sighed, "Silly child, why apologize again?"

"I, I used to do that to you, and you… And you helped me. I... I feel very sorry,”
Yue Chenqing said, blushing and embarrassed. "I'm sorry for my fourth uncle,
we… We shouldn't have said that."

He put down the cake, hesitated for a while, raised his clear black and white
eyes. “Jiang… Well, thank you, Elder Qingxu."

He didn't call Yexue after all, but at least it wasn't "hello", or just calling the
name of Jiang Yexue. Jiang Yexue smiled, that smile like water with beads, such
as wind blowing flowers, and like the goose feathers or fluffy snow lingering on
the river in the middle of the night.7

"I don't blame you, and naturally I don't blame him,” Jiang Yexue said softly. "I
have lost many people, my mother, my wife… Home. Some things may be a little
more transparent than you can see. I will not care about anything except death

7 MTL literally translates the name Jiang Yexue to “snow on the river at night” all the time, but
this sentence actually had the same characters separately too
and life. And he… In fact, he is very good. At least he didn't bully me when he
was in Yuefu."

Yue Chenqing said, "Do you want to go back to Yuefu?"

"I'm teaching in the school, and my disciples are very lovely." Jiang Yexue
looked back and smiled. "It doesn't matter whether I go back or not."

Yue Chenqing said softly, "You have a good temper. If Fourth Uncle could be so
good -"

"Then he would not be Murong ChuY,” Jiang Yexue said with a smile. "Well, let's
not talk about it. When he's relieved, you can talk to him. Aren't you just curious
about Gu Mang? Let me tell you."

Yue Chenqing nodded, dragging the cushions and sitting closer to Jiang Yexue.

Jiang Yexue's voice was as warm as water. "Have you heard of the time
mirror..."

At the end of their encounter, the sun was already high. Jiang Yexue took out a
delicate but very old drop from his bosom. It was very wonderful. It was not
sand or water, but a drop of red beads. He looked down and said, "It's almost
time. Before you get to the imperial city, go to have a rest. Remember to keep
the secret for Gu Xiong. We promised him."

When Yue Chenqing went to sleep, Jiang Yexue ordered the little clay figurine to
clean up the cushions on the ground and the leftover refreshments. The sails
and masts of the walnut boat waved against the wind. Jiang Yexue sat alone by
the side of the boat and watched the boat of Murong ChuYi from afar. Suddenly,
the curtain of the bamboo strips of the boat in Murong ChuYi rolled up, revealing
the man's face.

Murong ChuYi seemed to be upset. Originally, he wanted to lift the curtain to

breathe. Unexpectedly, he saw Jiang Yexue looking at him across the sea of
clouds before he could breathe.

Murong ChuYi: "..."

“Brother-in-law……" Jiang Yexue smiled at him. His gentle and infinite face was
soaked in the brilliant golden sunshine. Then he twirled his fingertips slightly,
and a paper crane appeared, flying to the bamboo window of the painted boat
of Murong ChuYi.

Murong ChuYi dropped the curtain heavily without any politeness.

Jiang Yexue raised his eyebrows slightly with a certain expression, and didn't
mind. He shook his head and went back to his cabin.

It was quiet in the cabin. Gu Mang had fallen asleep in bed.

Jiang Yexue didn't pay attention to him, just glanced at him and wanted to take
care of himself. But as he pushed the wheelchair to walk for a distance, he
suddenly smelled that the air was exuding a light soap horn fragrance.

Jiang Yexue couldn’t help but wonder: Huh? Gu Mang just took a bath?

He went to the back of the screen again to look. It was true that he had used the
bathtub and soap horn. Jiang Yexue couldn’t help frowning a little, and a vague
doubt rose in his heart.

You should know that Gu Mang was a famously lazy man. He didn’t like to bathe
before going to bed, but liked to get up in the morning and wash again. Jiang
Yexue used to be his brother in arms with him. Gu Mang's habit was very clear
to him. Why did he suddenly turn to washing before going to bed?

Jiang Yexue went to Gu Mang's bedside silently, leaned on the chair back of the
wheelchair, and looked back and forth at Gu Mang twice. The first time, he
didn't find anything unusual. The second time, he suddenly realized something.
Suddenly, his dark brown eyes slowly turned around and fell on Gu Mang's
undamaged headband.

It was a black belt with golden edges——

Xihe Jun's hair band?!

The author has something to say: I wish you a happy May Day!! May day
renewal is still the same, no rest! But I don't have time to leave a message in the
evening during the May 1st period. Although I would like to leave a message in
the evening = = I have time to leave a message in the evening. If I leave a
message in the evening, I will have time to write the saved manuscript ~ ~ the
place where the saved manuscript was written recently is not easy to write QAQ,
crying and lying flat!! So I still want to try my best to save the manuscript code
one yard, and then wait for the May Day holiday, and I will continue to leave a
message in the evening~~

In addition, I saw that the little babies were asking about Er Gou's film and
television. Yes, er Gou signed the film and television. There are many
uncontrollable factors for every little angel of crab crab and the film and
television. Moreover, I signed the exclusive agent of Jinjiang full copyright at the
beginning, so many things can't be contacted and known immediately, but they
are!!! I asked Jinjiang to add some safeguard clauses, such as Chu evening,
Ning Mo burning, no sexual transfer, etc But there is a confidentiality agreement,
so I can't say more for the time being. If I have the chance to know more
information later, and I'm allowed to say more, I'll come right away and tell you!!
QAQ pot chicken!!!!

Chapter 108 - His only stain
...

Why did Gu Mang tie his hair with the silk band of Mo Xi?

Jiang Yexue's eyes were full of thoughts. Not to mention that Mo Xi was a
person who had a habit of cleanliness. He didn’t need other people's things, and
didn’t want other people to touch his things. It was strange enough to leave
aside cleanliness. Under what circumstances would a person take the other
person's hair band by mistake? It was up to both of them to do the bun again…

The more he thought about it, the more he looked at it. Jiang Yexue tapped on
his fingertips, and the wheelchair silently went forward and stopped beside Gu
Mang.

This time he saw more clearly. In addition to a round of gold on the edge, the silk
belt was also embroidered with the snake shadow pattern. It really did belong to
Mo Xi.

Do you mean…

Jiang Yexue's heart beat quickly. He held his breath and looked down from the
hair band to Gu Mang's neck. But there were no marks except a tiny mole on
the side of Gu Mang's neck.

At this time, Gu Mang instinctively felt the prick on his back, and immediately
opened his eyes!

Jiang Yexue: "..."

Gu Mang: "..."

Seeing the person’s two eyes on him, all sleepiness and vigilance disappeared
from Gu Mang’s eyes.

"Ah, Jiang Xiong." Gu Mang sat up, rubbed his hair and yawned, "We're almost
here? Is it time to get up?"

Jiang Yexue coughed softly and quickly took his eyes away from Gu Mang. "No,
I just came in to have a rest. I saw you sleeping soundly. I was afraid to wake
you up, but I didn't expect that the movement was too much."

Although he spoke perfectly, his face turned red and his head bowed awkwardly.

"..." Gu Mang took a panoramic view of his reaction and kept silent for a few
minutes. He spread a lazy smile, and then said, "It's easy for me to wake up, not
for you."

"Then you can sleep a little longer. I'll wash first," Jiang Yexue said with his eyes
drooping.

"Good."

When the figure of Jiang Yexue disappeared behind the bamboo screen of the
inner cabin, the smile on Gu Mang's face disappeared immediately. He quickly
got up to the bronze mirror and began to look at his face carefully.

He remembered that he and Mo Xi never kissed each other, but at that time, he
was confused and dazed. It was also a question of whether he could remember
wrongly. The reaction of just Jiang Yexue was really strange, which made Gu
Mang start to reexamine himself.

After examining for a long time, he did not find any traces. Gu Mang was
relieved and went back to bed.

Maybe he wanted more…

In the past, when he and Mo Xi were together, he often worried that things
between them would be caught by others. At that time, every time he finished,
he would pull Mo Xi to check whether there were any kissing marks on the skin
outside, and then pull Mo Xi to check whether there were any marks for himself.

It wasn’t that he was idle, bored, or hypocritical, but that between them * * was
really too absurd. Gu Mang was really worried about being perceived.

Mo Xi was a nobleman, and the most unattainable one among the nobles - four
generations of heroes, generals and tigers. Even the first-class gate lords dared
not want him to marry their daughters.

If the secret between them was revealed, what would Mo Xi face?

Gu Mang had nothing and didn’t care about other people's criticism. But Mo Xi
was not the same. His lintel was noble. His reputation was elegant. He was kind-
hearted and upright. He was so young and white. What happened with Gu Mang
was the only stain of this young man.

Gu Mang didn’t want this stain to destroy Mo Xi for a lifetime.

So he was different from Mo Xi, who would set the best future for the two of
them as his goal, regardless of which direction to go. And he would set the most
terrible ending of two people as the bell to remind himself not to sink.

At that time, it was even more so now. Mo Xi was now the first commander of
Chonghua, and he had become a traitor. After his consciousness came back, he
thought about all the things that Mo Xi had done since they met again, from the
reunion in Luomei Garden Villa to the protection of Wangshu's house, to
blocking the important people in Jinluan hall at the New Year's Eve feast.

He just felt cold and sweaty. It was amazing.

Was this man crazy? Why protect him?

Wasn't what he did in the past enough for Mo Xi to hate him to the marrow? Not
to mention the absurdity of last night - which was the result and the antidote of
the love poison. Joking, it was his Gu Mang, not Mo Xi, who was affectionate.

Was General Mo, a cold beauty, aggrieved by the fact that a traitor was burning
his body to death, or that he helped the other party relieve himself?

It was benevolent to cut the other to death.

Gu Mang was not stupid. He knew that he still had him in his heart.

This kind of feeling made him flattered and despaired. He could count the steps
of everyone on the chessboard, but not his general, his lover, his princess— the
most important person he wanted to protected on the chessboard.

Mo Xi was out of his control.

So the man, who was not under his control, finally made another mistake with
him and went to bed again. But Gu Mang knew that this was the bottom line,
just like the two of them were in love when they were young. Their lust could
only be cultivated to this step. They couldn’t see a little sunshine, and they
would never get to go the right way.

"..." Thinking about this, Gu Mang couldn’t help but look back at the place
where Jiang Yexue looked. He sniffed himself twice with a guilty heart, but all he
could smell was the faint smell of soap horn and nothing else. Jiang Yexue was
not one of the feathered people, and it was impossible to detect a more subtle
breath. I guess I think more about it…

Gu blankly sighed and buried his face in the bedding.

He fingered the bedclothes in silence——

Mo Xi, my princess, my little fool.

... What should I do with you?

After sleeping until sunset, their walnut boat finally arrived outside the city of
Chonghua.

By this time, the tea stall in the outskirts of the city had been collected. There
was no one on the ancient road. Soon after they landed, Murong ChuYi arrived.
He managed to get off the boat and left.

Yue Chenqing hesitated and said, "Fourth Uncle..."

However, Murong ChuYi seemed not to hear. When he waved his white clothes,
he wouldn’t go back.

Yue Chenqing's head drooped, and Jiang Yexue comforted him. "It's OK, he'll
cool down."

"Well..."

Seeing the reaction of the two nephews, Mo Xi sighed and looked at the back of
Murong ChuYi. He thought that among the three of them, although Murong
ChuYi was several years older than Jiang Yexue, Jiang Yexue was the most
stable elder. However, it was someone else's family affair, and it was
inconvenient for him to say more. He was about to take his eyes back, but he
caught a glimpse of the stone pillars beside the Chonghua bridge.

Mo Xi’s eyes could not help but darken for a moment. The old man begging in
the time mirror was gone. The second year after Gu Mang defected, the old man
passed away. Now there was no familiar lotus falling.

Gu Mang came to him and hit him with his arm. He held his arm and said with a
smile, "Ah, what does Xihe Jun look at? Look at Gentleman Murong…”

Mo Xi immediately said back, "Nonsense."

"I'm right. You’re angry. Hahaha -"

He laughed a few more times, and found that not only Mo Xi, even Jiang Yexue
and Yue Chenqing made some serious looks toward him.

Gu Mang shriveled his mouth and smiled two times dryly. "I'm sorry, but I'm
kidding."

Mo Xi did not care anymore and said, "I am also leaving. I’m going to the
palace."

Gu Mang asked, “Shouldn't I follow you into the palace?"

"No, you go back to Xihe first."

Gu Mang said with a smile, "Can I go around? I'll change my face and make
sure it's invisible."

"Where are you going?"

"Wherever, the pancake stall in the east city, the shadow play in the West City,
the apricot blossom building in the south of the city, and the rouge lane in the
north of the city..."

Mo Xi coldly said, “Can’t go."

"I see. I won’t go whoring."

Mo Xi was biting his back teeth. He was not angry, but it seemed that all his
patience and self-discipline had been used to suppress his anger. He looked
down, and said a few words from between the teeth “Go back to the house and
stay."

Jiang Yexue looked at their quarrel and sighed. “Gu Xiong, you've recovered
your mind. When you go to the brothel, you will be exposed. Isn’t life more
important than beauty?"

"... Also, Jiang Xiong's words are quite reasonable,” Gu Mang sighed. "But Xihe
mansion is too cold and clean. Why don't I go to Jiang Xiong’s mansion to sit?"

Jiang Yexue apologized, "I will accompany Chenqing to the pharmacist's

house."

Gu Mang blankly sighed. "OK, then you go, I'll go back and lie down. Mo Xi, can
you bring me a pair of leaf cards when you come back? It's so boring in your
family. I might as well go back to Luomei Garden... "

Before he had finished speaking, Mo Xi had already left.

The royal city had already set the guard post, and the towering turret looked
extremely majestic in the afterglow of the sunset.

Mo Xi was an important official of the military affairs department and from a

famous sect. He could enter the core of the royal city without informing anyone.
However, Mo Xi always knew the rules, and understood that grace is grace, and
the emperor’s heart is the emperor’s heart. Therefore, despite such power, he
never used it.

“Xihe Jun!"

"Salute Xihe Jun!"

Through the main footpath, through the wind and rain corridor, he went to the
main hall area. Mo Xi, like in the time mirror, passed through the imperial guard
in the courtyard. The soldiers bowed to him one by one. The armor of the
soldiers was bright, and the red pheasant on the armband was reflected in the
afterglow of the sun.

Mo Xi didn't pay attention to it before, but when he saw it, he found that the
original courtyard eight years ago had almost been completely cleaned out.
Among these royal city guards, he didn't see any old man's face.

"Oh, Xihe Jun, you are back!" As soon as Li Gong saw Mo Xi, he bowed down to
him and made a big salute.

Mo Xi stopped, "Please let the emperor know Mo Xi asks to see him."

Li Gong said, "His body is not well, so he’ll have a rest for a long time."

"..." Mo Xi didn't say a word. He took a look at the main door of the main hall
with lights on.

Li Gong hurriedly explained, “Xihe Jun, please don't get me wrong. It's not the
emperor in this hall."

Mo Xi slightly frowned. "Who is that?"

Li Gong was going to answer it immediately, but he didn't know what he was
thinking. His eyes rolled around and he piled on the warm and ambiguous smile
that the court ladies were most familiar with.

It was a pity that Mo Xi was not from the harem. He doesn't understand the
meaning of the smile. He just said inexplicably, "What are you laughing at?"

Li Gong bowed his body, greeted him and went to the gold hall of the pavilion.
He said with a smile, “Nothing. It’s OK, but I think it's better to come sooner
than later. The old slave thinks the noble man in the hall must also want to see
Xihe Jun."

"... Who?

"Go in, Xihe Jun, and you will know."

Since Li Gong didn't answer, and Mo Xi didn't like twists and turns, he took a
suspicious look at Li Gong’s smiling face, which was 38 years too old. He
paused and went straight to the hall to push the door.

The sandalwood door opened with a squeak, and the evening wind blew into the
hall, which made several Phoenix Lights flicker in the hall. The maid in the
palace, Yue Niang, was startled. She fell on her knees and kowtowed. "Ask Xihe
Jun!"

The person sitting in the paper also raised their head when they heard the
sound. Mengze's eyes were on Mo Xi.

Mo Xi: "..."

Princess Mengze stretched her eyes and was stunned for a moment. Her smile
was like a clear water lotus. “Ah, it’s Mo dage?"

Chapter 109 - Women are not easy to cheat

Mo Xi, no matter how dull he was, should understand what Li Gong's eyes
meant. He couldn’t help being angry. He turned to look for him, but saw that the
old fox had slipped away. Mo Xi was speechless for a moment, sighed and
walked into the palace. Before Princess Mengze, he asked, "Why are you here?”

In the cold evening, Mengze was weak. She was wearing a light blue blouse and
coughed a few times. She said, “Wang Xiong is not healthy. He has no time to
read the memorials these days. I’m helping him."

It was not unreasonable that Murong Mengze, as a woman, could be among the
three gentlemen of Chonghua.

She treated her people with kindness and a clear mind. She was familiar with
the current situation of military and political affairs, and had no fewer views than
men on the path for the kingdom. Although she was now full of weakness, it was
because she was cured Mo Xi several years ago and fell into a chronic disease.
Before that, her skill and spiritual power were both gifted and unique.

Now, although she could no longer go to the front of the battlefield, she could
still sit in the tent. If there was no woman in the land of Kyushu who was the first
to rule the country, the emperor would probably give her an official title and a
half like Baron, so that she could do something in a proper way. It was a pity
that in most people's eyes, a woman was a woman after all. She should be the
window manager, the mirror sticker should be yellow, and those talents and
knowledge should be considered. It was better to contribute to her husband,
father, or brother who was an official in the government. What's more, the girl's
family should show up.

Therefore, even if Murong Mengze was a princess of a country, she was often
mentioned as "Oh, that's Xihe Jun's determined wife, but she hasn't pointed to
marriage or passed the door yet.”

In such a situation, he couldn’t help it. Even if Princess Mengze had both virtue
and ability, he couldn’t reuse her. However, he was not willing to hand over some
of the memorial cases of the core of royal power to ordinary people. She had
more than enough heart but not enough strength. At a glance, except for
Mengze and Yanping, his closest relative was only Murong Lian.

It was needless to say that Yanping had a big chest and no brain. Nine and en
noble young men had slept with her. She could draw the spring palace picture. It
was a joke to let her read the military newspaper.

As for Murong Lian… Don't mention that his grandfather had the intention of
usurping the throne. Before his death, he had seriously considered that Murong
Lian would succeed him as a son and crown prince, so the emperor would never
have no grudge against him.

Then all that was left was Mengze.

Murong Mengze was intelligent, wise, sober and capable. The only regret was
that she was a daughter. But who said that this regret was not the biggest
reassurance for the emperor?

In the world of mortals, a woman couldn’t get out of the world. She couldn’t get
power, influence, or support. As long as the woman didn’t marry one day, her
closest man in the world was her brother, that is, himself.

He was the most generous to her.

When the candle fire in the book pavilion was lit, Mengze turned to his face and
whispered to the maid, “Yue Niang, go and make a pot of spring tea for Xihe
Jun."

"Yes."

Yue Niang retreated and brought a tea plate with tea and snacks in it. She
arranged them one by one and said with a smile, "Xihe Jun, please use them
slowly, and the maid will guard outside the door."

The maid's red skirt was lightly placed, and she retreated. The sandalwood door
of the book pavilion was closed with a squeak.

Mo Xi sat on the lap mat seat and asked, "What's the matter with the emperor?
What was the sudden illness."

Mengze sighed, "He didn't want to say, and he didn't allow people from
Shennongtai to say more. He only said that he had been ill in bed a few days
ago… But it doesn't matter. I got permission this morning to visit him. The most
dangerous time has passed, but he is still weak. I'm afraid he has three or four
days before he will rise."

She paused and looked at him with an inquiring look. "Is Mo dage here to report
the result of his appointment to Wang Xiong?"

"Yes."

Mengze was concerned. “Did all go well?”

"Chenqing, he has suffered some injuries. They have gone to the Pharmacist
Jiang for diagnosis and treatment. Nothing else."

"That's good,” Mengze sighed. "But Wang Xiong may not be able to see you
these days. Mo dage will write a form after he goes back. I will deliver it to him
on your behalf."

Mo Xi said thank you. See her papers entangled, face tired, he originally wanted
to help her with the processing of documents. But then he realized that since the
Emperor didn't hand over these memorials to the assistant governor, all of them
were handed over to Mengze for review. He thought it was some volume cases
that he didn't want the foreign minister to put his beak on, so he said, "It's not
early, I'll go back first. You have a rest soon after you're done with this."

Mengze's eyes were full of waves, and she said with a smile, "Huh? Leaving so
soon, don't spend more time with me?"

Mo Xi: "..."

"Well, I'm just playing with Mo dage. Look at you. How could I bear to let you sit
around with me?" Mengze said. She gently coughed a few times, covered her
mouth, and said, "Go back quickly."

Mo Xi got up, and said to her with drooping eyes, “The deep night dew is heavy.
Remember to ask the maidservant to give you another dress."

Mengze smiled: "OK."

Mo Xi left. As soon as he came out of the gate of the book Pavilion, Yue Niang
entered the pavilion. She served Mengze for many years. There was also a
maidservant in front of the others. But when she came to Mengze, she spoke
easily and could not hide her words.

“This is not.” She looked at the place where Mo Xi went away, stamped her feet,
and reluctantly said to Mengze, “My lady -"

"What's the matter?"

"Why did you let Xihe go like that? You have been back to the city for so long.
It’s rare for him to be alone with you like today. You didn’t stay him for a while."
Yue Niang pouted her lips and whispered, "Have a meal or something,
somehow."

Mengze dipped the brush in the ink and inkstone, raised the pen with her wrist,
and wrote. "What do I leave him to do? He doesn't want to."

"But his spiritual core is all based on the my lady’s health. You let Xihe Jun go
west, he will not go east. He owes you a big favor!"

Mengze smiled and said, "It's just kindness. I'm not going to let him return it."

"Why does the lady say that? Of course, he should pay it back!" Seeing that
Murong Mengze was so indifferent, Yue Niang was a little anxious. “Xihe Jun is
handsome, powerful and has a good reputation. It is said that he has been
stationed in the army for three years and has not even met a woman. Unlike
other young men, his aunt is in line. It's not bad for such a husband to get
married. If you let him go, there will be a group of demons and ghosts
competing to be his wife and concubine… How can that work?"

The more she said, the more urgent she was. At last, she shook her hands and
said, "I don't care. He can't marry anyone except our princess. No girl can
provoke him!"

Mengze listened to the girl's voice without any rules or moments. She didn't say
anything, but wrote in the book. After a while, she seemed to ask casually,
"Does Yue'er also think Xihe Jun is very handsome?"

"Of course, he is --" in the middle of the conversation, she suddenly felt that she
was over her head and said, "No, no, no!”

Mengze smiled, and on behalf of her brother, she put a seal on a pair of silk
seals, blew the dried red ink, and said, "Nothing, even if not, I know you little
girls like him. Tall, upright, reliable, all very good."

Yue Niang was more and more anxious. “My lady, even if your maid borrows
10000 shares of courage, she dare not… I dare not..."

"What are you afraid of?" Mengze said gently. "I'm just going to talk to you
casually. For example, he is so good, but Yue’er, have you ever thought about
why this outstanding person is still unmarried at this age?"

"Yue Niang mumbled and said "Still be because my lady’s upper body is
unwell…”

"What's wrong with me?" Mengze said with a smile. "If he really wanted to
marry, he would have gone to ask for marriage with you." She smiled a little
lightly down. "He does not want to and is just dragging."

"... So he wants the lady to stay with Xihe for a long time! You see, you two don't
stay with each other several times a year. This man wants to see the person in
front of him. If they don't see each other in January, they will lose their strong
feelings.” Yue Niang paused, bit her lower lip, and seemed to let it go. "And you
don't know, lady, but I've heard that when you're away, those golden ladies are
all crowding their heads to flatter Xihe Jun. Even your sister, Princess Yanping,
wants to hook and sink -"

After all, Yanping was a princess, saying words like “seduce”… Even though Yue
Niang and Mengze were familiar with each other, she dared not say it. At last,
she took her place. “What does Xihe want. You see, she is so active. How can
you push Xihe out? Don't think about it. It's all because of you. I'm not worth it!"

Mengze shook her head and said, "It's not sweet to fight. I don't force him."

“My lady!" Yue Niang said wrongly. "Alas, but you… You are now… In this way,
Xihe Jun does not propose marriage any more. He must be tired of waiting for
you to want him.”

“Ah Niang, you must not talk nonsense." Mengze put down the pen and said
seriously. "I have no engagement with Xihe Jun. What is it that does not drag me
down?"

"But -"

"Well, don't say that again."

Yue Niang bit the soft lip and finally had to hang her head and close her throat.
“Yes."

Mengze picked up a new memorial copy and approved it. There was silence in
the book pavilion. Suddenly Yue Niang murmured, "If Xihe is ungrateful and has
other girls on his back, can the lady really let go…”

Mengze gave a little pause.

She looked up. "What do you mean by that?"

Yue Niang seemed to be unable to bear it, and it seemed that she couldn’t
speak. After a long time of holding in the eyes of Mengze, she finally said, "Did
you notice his hairband tonight?"

"Huh?"

Yue Niang took a deep breath. "It's not surprising that the lady didn't notice it,
but this maidservant is used to serving people since she was a child. I always
paid attention to the clothes and accessories of the Lord's sons. Xihe Jun's
today's hair belt was pure gauze with a green background, without any pattern."

Seeing that Mengze didn't respond, Yue Niang finally stabbed the window
paper. “That's what ordinary people use!"

"..."

Now that the words had been spoken, the chatterbox couldn’t be closed. Yue
Niang's eyes were red, and her cheeks were bulging. "That looks like a poor little
bitch! Princess, you don't know. The women in the community are the most
scheming. In order to climb up and do anything, there must be a very shameless
one. Show off your coquettish side to provoke Xihe Jun, and your heart will be
wide! The person’s hair belt is on Xihe's hair bun. Can’t you see how close they
are! I, I, I really want to be pissed off at him! When he was in danger, you saved
him! How can he fail you so!"

Yue Niang complained about it all at once. Mengze didn’t speak all the time, but
the tip of the pen was dipped in too much ink. Suddenly, a drop of black stain
fell on the silk and dyed a large amount of ink.

A while later, her low and beautiful face reemerged. She set down the pen and
said in a low voice, "It's just a silk belt. Maybe he wanted to change it for a new
one, so he didn’t have to think about it."

"Don't deceive yourself any more, will you?" said Yue Niang. “You know how
well he behaves, he's not like that!"

Mengze suddenly interrupted her. "Enough."

"..."

"Stop talking about it, I don't want to hear it.”

Seeing her attitude was tough, Yue Niang was also really stubborn but finally
she only had red eyes and did not say a word. Mengze didn't speak any more,
and she didn't read the paper. She turned to look out the window at the swaying
pine bamboo. In the dim light, her eyes darkened little by little…

The author has something to say: yueniang: Princess! I'm so angry!! Xihe Jun's
hair has problems! That must be a little watch!!!

Gu Mangmang: ah Joo!

Yueniang: which little watch must be shameless!! Flirt with men!!

Gu Mangmang: ah Joo! Ah, tweet!

Yueniang: I'll catch that little bitch for you!!! Soak the pigsty!!!!

Gu Mangmang: ah Joo! Ah, tweet! Ah, tweet!

Ink out: What's up?

Gu Mang: (rubbing his nose) I don't know. It seems that someone is scolding
me???