Chapter 241
Lord Changfeng’s residence lay in the eastern part of the imperial capital. Although he was a royal relative, his household
The traitorous general Gu Mang was returning to his homeland. Everyone wanted to see him dead, and it was said that the one who hated him most was his former best friend—the cold and ascetic Young Master Mo.
The rumours said: Young Master Mo prepared three hundred and sixty-five methods of torture to interrogate him with, just waiting to try them out on Gu Mang. They were so varied it was more than enough to toy with him for a year without repetition.
Except these rumours were very quickly forbidden by Young Master Mo. The reason given was that they described him as a lunatic, and were severely inconsistent with reality.
So what was the truth?
The truth was even more unspeakable—
Mo Xi’s identity: the most abstinent commander of the empire.
His relationship with the traitor Gu Mang: they’d slept together before.
Lord Changfeng’s residence lay in the eastern part of the imperial capital. Although he was a royal relative, his household
In the blink of an eye, five days had passed. Mo Xi had been swamped with military affairs and had
Gu Mang was brought in under the butler’s escort. He was still dressed in plain white robes, with an iron
Blood dripped down, one drop at a time. Murong Lian clutched his shoulder, blood seeping through the gaps between his
From that day onward, Mo Xi became a little obsessed. Although Li Wei later tried, when his mood was reasonably
Swish, swish. Outside Luomei Villa, a low-ranking cultivator was sweeping fallen paulownia leaves off the white jade and bluestone paving.
Gu Mang stared blankly at the man before him. Hesitation and wariness, bewilderment and confusion passed through his blue eyes.