Chapter 67
That night, it was Meng Ze who sent Mo Xi back to his residence. Originally, this was unbecoming of a
That night, it was Meng Ze who sent Mo Xi back to his residence. Originally, this was unbecoming of a
Mo Xi’s head was splitting with pain, yet he still gritted his teeth and shook him off, saying in a
When Mo Xi and Meng Ze returned from outside, the main hall was already filled with guests. Princess Yanping spotted
On Feiyao Terrace hung lanterns of all shapes and arrangements—some woven from bamboo, some covered in paper—looking like a brilliant
After that day, Gu Mang gained a new understanding of Mo Xi. Although Mo Xi always exuded an air of
His voice was not loud, but it was filled with the oppressive weight of dark clouds. “Lu Zhanxing…” Gu Mang
This time, when Gu Mang collapsed, he remained in a dazed unconsciousness for a full five or six days before
“My senior brother is teaching me?” Gu Mang suddenly opened his eyes. His deep blue eyes shone with a moist
Mo Xi looked as if he’d touched something filthy, or like a cat burned by red-hot tongs; his dark eyes
Mo Xi himself was not very good at cooking, so he troubled the imperial chefs to prepare some food to
The Imperial Army’s sacrificial procession was solemn and majestic. With ceremonial halberds held high, they traveled eastward from the Imperial
This happened so suddenly that Gu Mang did not even have time to steady himself. He stumbled helplessly into the
After receiving the medicine, Mo Xi naturally had to take Gu Mang back. He and Jiang Fuli returned to the
Gu Mang did not like drinking the medicine Jiang Fuli prescribed. The reason was simple: it was too spicy. Jiang
Gu Mang looked at him. His bare toes under the table rubbed restlessly back and forth twice. Then he suddenly
Sparks drifted and curled above the charcoal brazier. Inside the sleeping quarters, the pale green curtains hung low, covering the
“Will hating me make you hurt?” “……” The speaker had no intention behind his words, but the listener took them
Gu Mang was somewhat frightened by the sudden change in Mo Xi’s expression. After hesitating for a while, he finally
Over these years, Chonghua’s national power had risen rapidly. Restaurants of all sizes had sprung up throughout the imperial capital
If he had not said anything, it would have been fine. But the moment he spoke, Yue Chenqing became both