Yu Wu

“…” Mo Xi stood with his arms folded across his chest, his long legs leaning against the corridor pillar behind […]

Mo Xi was stunned for a moment, then slowly said, “…No need. “If you don’t like the steamed buns… there’s

A drop of dew dripped from the cypress leaves. Mo Xi’s wide sleeves fluttered in the clear breeze. He stood

The two of them turned around and saw Murong Lian, his white robes fluttering in the wind, holding his long-stemmed

Gu Mang said nothing. His blue eyes looked into the black ones, while incense ash drifted silently around them. Jiang

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