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"...Okay, I'll go."

Before Gu Mohuai could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard him say again: "But before I leave, I have to watch you apply the medicine."

The medicine package was tied up with hemp rope and neatly stacked beside the table. Lu Zhongshu didn't dare to approach him easily at the moment, so he had to stretch out his hand to untie the knot and pushed towards him.

Gu Mohuai refused to answer, his pupils definitely looked at him.

"..."

Lu Zhongshu withdrew his hand, and sighed: "Hate it, hate it, why do you have to compete with your own body?"

The food box is empty, and the delicacies on the table have lost the heat, and the surface is glowing with cold and greasy.

He took back the dishes one by one, picked out the pastries, and said to the man earnestly: "The southern milk pastry and sweet-scented osmanthus cake are both newly made, you can eat as much as you like."

After a pause, he said slowly, "I... I'm leaving."

After finishing speaking, he picked up two food boxes and left. When passing by the door, he carefully picked out the broken porcelain, wrapped it in a handkerchief, and took it away.

There was another squeak, and Gu Mohuai sat under the window, only hearing the footsteps gradually fade away.

The air trapped in his chest dissipated, and he exhaled slowly from his mouth in a weary sigh.

He raised his eyes and looked in front of him. The pastries on the table were exquisitely made. The southern milk pastry was crispy and soft, and the minced meat was golden.

He picked up the pastry and threw it out of the window together with the medicine package.

The dim sum shattered into several pieces on the ground, and it was covered with dust in an instant. The medicine package flew a long way, rolled on the ground, and finally stopped under the wall.

Gu Mohuai closed the window, picked out some cattail grass, and weaved the phoenix again.

There is always a medicinal fragrance lingering at the end of the nose, lingering.

He hesitated and moved closer to his fingertips, and took a light sniff.

A faint bitterness—as expected, it was from the ointment.

Even if he doesn't understand medical theory, he can also know that there are many precious medicinal materials mixed in it.

After all, he is the little prince.

He withdrew his gaze, and then focused on the few cattails in his hand.

But the smell seemed to be more intense, like gossamer scrambling to get into his nostrils, disturbing his chest.

He made up a few random lines, and tilted one side of the wing.Gu Mohuai lowered his eyes and sighed softly, picked up the second scrapped phoenix, raised his hand and opened the window.

The things discarded just now were still there, and the medicine bags were not bound by the hemp rope, and they were scattered all over the place.

There was a male voice in a trance, with a bit of flattery: "The newly made ointment has a miraculous effect on reducing stasis and swelling... I will replace it for you."

As if there was a thread wrapped around my heart, I suddenly pulled it lightly.

The phoenix that had been pinched out of shape fell from its hands.

Gu Mohuai stared blankly, a few oiled paper bags were crumpled and leaned against the wall in a disheveled state. They were clearly dead objects, but he could see a bit of embarrassment.

Suddenly, he sighed softly, raised his hand to take the bamboo stick, got up and went out of the house.

Regardless of people, medicine is really good medicine, so how can it be stained with dust.

He thought so, but he didn't know he was trying to convince someone.

☆, loose

Just like a thousand-mile long dike, once the insects and ants are drilled out of the gap, the river water will flow down with the gravel. The water flow is thin and slow, but it quietly opens a gap without warning.

After that day, Lu Zhongshu didn't dare to come to the door easily, but he didn't leave behind the medicine and meals, he prepared them himself, and entrusted Zhao Di Niang to deliver them on time.

The deity didn't show up, and it was to take advantage of Di Niang's face, so Gu Mohuai had no choice but to accept the things, and sent him away in a good manner.

In the first few days, the person Lu Zhongshu sent to inquire came back and reported: Mr. Chu changed his medicine before going to bed, and the food box was not moved, and he poured it out when he went to the kitchen to cook porridge.

At noon the next day, Lu Zhongshu came to the door with a gift, and asked Di Niang to take the food box and sit down for a while.

So on this day, Mr. Chu couldn't hold back the intention of recruiting his wife, so he tasted the dishes one by one, and after they left, he took the initiative to eat a few mouthfuls, then stopped chopsticks, stared at the table full of food for a long time, before cleaning up the dishes.

Hearing this, Lu Zhongshu finally let out a long sigh of relief.

A few days later, the servants came to report: "Mr. Chu thanked Mrs. Yang today, and asked her not to come again in the future."

Lu Zhongshu put down the knife and asked, "What did he say?"

"Master Chu said: 'My injury has healed, and I have no serious problems in daily life. It is really hard for you to run around to take care of me.'"

The servant said: "Mrs. Yang sent back the food box just now, but Mr. Chu refused to accept it."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Zhongshu stood up and hurried to the door.

"He was injured so badly. It's only been a month or so now, so how could he recover?" He stopped suddenly and looked back at the next person.

The servants understood and hurriedly offered the food box.

His residence was only a wall away from Gu Mohuai's house. After a few steps to the door, Lu Zhongshu didn't think much, and called out, "A Ning, are you at home?"

The courtyard was empty, and Gu Mohuai did not answer as usual.

Lu Zhongshu raised his hand and knocked on the door panel three times, and said loudly, "Ah Ning!"

"A Ning." He sincerely explained the reason for his visit: "I didn't bother you for no reason. I heard that you refused to eat. This time I came..."

The door was slowly opened, Gu Mohuai stood with one hand on the door, slightly raised his eyes to look at him.

Lu Zhongshu was already ready to hit the wall and overturn the wall, but he was caught off guard at this time, and the second half of the sentence got stuck in his throat.

Gu Mohuai looked indifferent and said, "What are you doing here?"

"..." Lu Zhongshu lost all momentum, and said in a low voice, "Come, come, I'll bring you lunch."

Seeing Gu Mohuai's calm face, he asked anxiously, "You...are you willing to open the door for me...?"

Gu Mohuai didn't answer, but turned his eyes to his hand that was resting on the fence.

Lu Zhongshu hurriedly took it back, smiled dryly at him twice, and said, "Ah Ning, Mrs. Yang said you don't want to have lunch, I..."

"Which Mrs. Yang?" Gu Mohuai asked back: "Take your aunt? Talk to the woman about the family, I didn't know you have such a leisurely taste."

Lu Zhongshu knew that he had been spotted, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Your feet are injured and you shouldn't stand for a long time. Why don't you go back to the house first and sit down..."

"I've recovered from my injury, don't you know?" Gu Mohuai chuckled lightly, but there was no smile in his eyes, "It shouldn't be, didn't she mention it to you when she returned the food box?"

As soon as he came up, he was joined by two armies, and Lu Zhongshu was exposed. Finally, he had nothing to say, only to look at his nose, his nose and his heart, and make a tall piece of wood.

Gu Mohuai looked the pile of wood up and down, but he let go for no reason, let go of the door and said, "Come in."

Lu Zhongshu was dazed by this sudden change, and came back to his senses, but seeing the man walking into the house, he didn't dare to delay at all, hurriedly took a food box to catch up, and followed him into the inner room.

After entering the inner room, he only dared to put down the food box and stand aside with his hands folded—it is true that the "rolling" last time was too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and after more than a month, there is still lingering power.

Gu Mohuai poured water for himself, turned around and saw him sticking to himself, he was really like a log, "What are you doing there?"

Lu Zhongshu was startled, and said, "I..."

"sit."

"Ah... yes." He stopped talking, took a step forward and sat down at the table.

For a moment no one spoke.

Gu Mohuai thought carefully, drank the water slowly, put down the bowl, looked up at him: "You..."

At this time, Lu Zhongshu also said: "You..."

The two spoke at the same time, and then fell silent at the same time.

After a while, Lu Zhongshu tentatively said: "It's cold, why don't we have a meal first, and discuss things after dinner... how about it?"

Gu Mohuai was noncommittal, but he opened the food box and put the food on the table.

Before Lu Zhongshu came, he was already prepared to be kicked out, so he only prepared one set of food, and now it was on the table, with a pair of lonely bowls and chopsticks, which looked shabby.

He was afraid that Gu Mohuai would not be able to come to the stage, so when he saw this, he said wisely: "I have already had lunch before I come, so you don't have to worry about me."

Gu Mohuai glanced at him lightly, and said in his heart: "I didn't intend to miss you at all."

The stir-fried vegetables are salty and light, and the taste is acceptable.Lu Zhongshu cooks himself every day, and his skills have really improved a lot.

He was eating on his side, while Lu Zhongshu had nothing to do, so he consciously stood by the table and watched him quietly, unaware that his eyes were hot, roasting the person in his eyes so that his whole body was uncomfortable.

With such burning, Gu Mohuai lost his appetite, he ate two bites hastily, threw his chopsticks up, and walked out the door.

"Where are you going?" Lu Zhongshu came back to his senses, pulled him back and asked, "But it doesn't suit your taste?"

Gu Mohuai brushed him away, went straight to the kitchen to get a pair of bowls and chopsticks, and stuffed them into his hands.

"This...you..." Lu Zhongshu looked at him, and then at the bowls and chopsticks in his hand, suddenly blessed to the heart, and said in surprise: "How do you know that I haven't eaten? Ah Ning, you are..."

"I don't know." Gu Mohuai cut off the conversation impatiently: "I'm just annoying you."

But Lu Zhongshu couldn't listen to his explanation, he was holding a pair of bowls and chopsticks, like a poor commoner holding a stack of bank notes, his joy was undisguised, overflowing from the corners of his eyes and brows, looking at Gu Mohuai Getting more and more stuffy.

It's just to give him a pair of bowls and chopsticks. Is this person dizzy from hunger? !If I had known this earlier, I should have shut him out!

...But why did I open that door even though I was talented just now?

The mountain fire stopped spreading, and a spring of water came out quietly, slowly extinguishing his anger.

The sun was shining brightly above his head, but Gu Mohuai suddenly felt guilty.

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☆, new injury

Lin Hanjian is serious, and the vegetation is sparse.

Zhaodi was full of anger, but when she got up in the morning, A Niang coaxed her to put on a short jacket. After a while, a thin layer of sweat broke out on her forehead. She raised her hand to wipe it off, and looked at Gu Mohuai with aggrieved words: "Brother Huai..."

"Ok?"

"It's so hot."

Gu Mohuai said: "You will cool off after sitting down and resting."

"Fine." Zhao Di moved the bench and sat down, looked at Gu Mohuai, and said, "Brother Ah Huai is also wearing a jacket."

Gu Mohuai smiled, and continued to cut the strips without stopping.

When Lu Zhongshu entered the door, he saw such a scene.

Gu Mohuai intended to give in, so Lu Zhongshu embarrassed Zhang Jun's face, and surrounded him every day under the pretense of helping, Gu Mohuai ignored him at first, but later he became annoyed, so he deliberately assigned him a lot of heavy work, hoping He retreated in spite of the difficulties and never came back again.

Who would have thought that when Lu Zhongshu came to look for him this time, he was full of sincerity. In front of the sincerity, not to mention hard work, what would he be afraid of?

Within two days, he had become one with Zhaodi.

Seeing Zhaodi rushing towards the door at this moment, he put on a three-point smile on his face, picked her up with his right hand, strode to Gu Mohuai's side, and said softly: "Ah Ning."

Gu Mohuai nodded slightly as a greeting.

Lu Zhongshu was used to the cold reception, and he was satisfied with a response. The corners of his mouth widened, he lit up a bundle of strips in his hand, and said as if asking for credit, "I chopped it before going to bed last night. Just take a look, is it still useful?"

Gu Mohuai took a closer look, and saw that the bundles of bamboo strips were of different widths and thicknesses, but the edge was smooth and there was no need to sharpen it.

He let out a "hmm" and said almost indifferently, "It's okay."

To be acceptable is to be usable.Lu Zhongshu turned perfunctory into "praise", and seeing the door latch at the corner of the courtyard was pleasing to the eye for a while, he thought to himself: "He has the heart to answer me, this is the first effect, it can be seen that 'people's hearts can be turned around' , I stayed in Yanglou for several months, and it was a worthwhile trip."

"What kind of god do you come from?"

"Ah, I... nothing, nothing."

With Zhao Di here, Gu Mohuai was inconvenient to vent the flames, so he just said: "If you have nothing to do, please go back."

"I have something to do!"

"..."

Gu Mohuai looked from bottom to top, and gave him a cool glance, then put down his things, and put on a posture of listening attentively.

But seeing Lu Zhongshu put Zhaodi down, he took advantage of the situation and leaned forward, his right hand hesitated in mid-air, after all, he didn't dare to take the risk, and reluctantly withdrew to his side.

"I think the sun is getting higher and higher, it's time for lunch." He smiled: "The wind is blowing in the courtyard, you are not in good health, why don't you go in with Zhaodi to rest, and I will go to the dining room to prepare dishes."

"Brother Lu, take me with you!" Zhaodi grabbed one of his sleeves and shook it with her little hand, "I know how to wash vegetables, and my mother said that I am the most careful in washing vegetables, and my sister is not as good as me."

"The kitchen is full of oily fumes. Go around, I'm afraid you're going to become a cat." Gu Mohuai teased her softly: "At that time, Auntie won't recognize you, so I don't want you anymore, so what should I do?"

"Aniang won't fail to recognize me." Zhaodi said seriously: "Aniang said that Zhaodi is the closest to her in the family. I am Aniang's child, how could she not want me?"

The speaker had no intention, but the listener did. As soon as this remark came out, Lu Zhongshu secretly thought it was not good.

Sure enough, Gu Mohuai's eyes moved slightly, and his smile gradually stagnated.

The pain on the skin is unforgettable after all.

"I... go to prepare the dishes first." Lu Zhongshu came to eat every day and was already familiar with the layout, so he got up at this moment and wanted to go to the dining room.

"You stop."

The front foot could barely hit the ground, and it froze upon hearing the sound, so it had to retract back to its original position.

Gu Mohuai stood up straight from the low stool, and he lowered Lu Zhongshu's head by more than half, so when looking at him, he always raised his head slightly.

But Lu Zhongshu felt the pressure. If there was any substance in his gaze, it encircled him from top to bottom, and it became tighter and tighter - he couldn't break free.

There was no way he could avoid it, and he silently looked away, waiting to bear the anger that was about to rain down.

But there is only silence.

Gu Mohuai stood in front of him, his lips opened and closed, and finally turned into a barely audible sigh.

"Come on," he said dreamily, not knowing who to listen to, "...let's go."

Lu Zhongshu used to help Gu Mohuai before, he is a skill that makes perfect, together with Gu Mohuai, four dishes and one soup can be served in less than a quarter of an hour, but today, for some reason, everything is clumsy, his hands seem to be powerless, Procrastinating in doing things makes people anxious.

Gu Mohuai saw it, didn't say a word, and didn't urge him until Zhaodi was sent away, the two sat down at the table, Fang took advantage of people's unpreparedness, suddenly stretched out his hand, and grasped Zhaodi's left wrist.

Lu Zhongshu was caught off guard that the wound was touched, and immediately took a deep breath.

The cuff slipped off, but it was half a foot from the wrist, and half of the forearm was wrapped with cloth strips, with a little scarlet stained on it, showing the freshness of the wound.

Gu Mohuai suddenly felt a tingling pain in his heart, as if someone took an embroidery needle and stabbed it lightly, quickly and lightly, there was no blood or trace, only a dull pain, which is difficult to eliminate easily.

Feeling uncomfortable belatedly, he let go of his hand and slowly backed away.

But at this moment, the man flipped his wrist and clasped his palm tightly with his backhand, making him unable to flinch.

☆, handle

In the blink of an eye, Gu Mohuai's heart trembled, and he suddenly withdrew his elbow.Unexpectedly, the wounded hand was as strong as a wooden shackle, firmly gripping his wrist, preventing him from moving.

Gu Mohuai struggled to no avail, and said in a deep voice, "Let go."

"……Do not."

When he was unexpectedly resisted, he was slightly annoyed, and raised his eyes to stare at the man with three tinges of anger. When they met, he was startled.

The strength in Lu Zhongshu's hands did not disappear at all, but his eyes seemed to be filled with deep affection, covering him without hesitation.

The two of them are only separated by a table, and Gu Mohuai sees those eyes clearly.

——I saw tenderness in my eyes, and two reflections in tenderness.

It was his reflection of Gu Mohuai.

Gu Mohuai blinked, not daring to breathe for a moment.

In Lu Zhongshu's eyes, he is himself, the one who is moistened by tenderness!

... Is he really Lu Zhongshu?

Gu Mohuai suddenly had an absurd speculation in his heart.

He recalled that when he was in the palace, he was not allowed to leave the palace without authorization. Sanxi felt sorry for him, so he taught him the storytelling that he had heard outside.

One of the discounts is called "Duo She".

Could it be that this little Prince Lu was robbed of his home just like the person in the book?

He was dazed to himself, but he didn't realize that Lu Zhongshu's lips were opening and closing, obviously hesitant to speak, he hesitated for a long time, before calling him: "I... have something to say to you."

Gu Mohuai just came back to his senses, heard the words and chuckled lightly, thinking: "You have a lot to say to me, why don't you ask me and I will listen to it."

I only heard Lu Zhongshu raise his breath deeply, and said: "Jiu... I know you are still concerned about Jinu. You..."

He weighed every word carefully, and said cautiously: "You...resent, blame yourself for abandoning the slave, making him have to separate from you as a last resort, isn't it?"

"..."

When it comes to Jinu, it hurts Gu Mohuai, he keeps silent and lowers his eyes, trying to hide the sadness in his eyes.

Seeing that his guess came true, Lu Zhongshu continued slowly: "You blame yourself, but this matter has nothing to do with you, it's actually the father..."

He paused for a moment, then changed his words: "It's really my selfishness with my father that caused your father and son to be separated in this life.

"When Jinu first entered the palace, except for his congenital deficiencies, he didn't have any new illnesses. I heard that the conditions there were harsh, but you cared for him to this point. You have given your all your heart."

"With all my heart?" Gu Mohuai thought: "With all my heart, I still abandoned him. From this point of view, I should have pulled out my heart back then, and tied two feet of cotton thread with him at both ends."

Even if he is confined to the abbot's territory, it is better than the ends of the earth.

"The past is in the past, and now Jinu has been treated by the imperial doctor, and the chronic illness has been cured, and I have found you again."

Once young and full of vigor, he took a true heart for himself and raped it wantonly until he made a big mistake. Fang was shocked to realize that the true heart had been integrated into his flesh and blood, accompanied by scars everywhere on his heart.

From then on, Lu Zhongshu suffered from what he hurt, hurt what he hurt, spent more than a thousand nights alone and could not sleep, all the hardships he had inflicted on Gu Mohuai turned back one by one, drawing blood dripping on his body, and piercing his bones with knives.

Only now did he know what he had gained and what he had given up.

——It was Chu Yuning's desperate love, but was ruined by him to pieces.

It was too late to understand, too late to repent, but fortunately the heavens took pity on him and still allowed him to meet Ah Ning again.

"Five years since you left, I've thought about it day and night, day and night, and I finally came up with something." Lu Zhongshu gently held his palm, the tentacles were not delicate, the joints were slightly protruding, it was a hand that was used to work .He moved quietly, and turned to touch the palm of Gu Mohuai. At first glance, it looked like a lover's fingers intertwined.

In the first year of Chu Yuning's departure from Beijing, Lu Hanzhang once entered the palace to ask the current emperor to give him a marriage for his son. face.He was loved by the emperor since he was a child. He was taught a lesson and was punished for confinement. He barely escaped a catastrophe. The threshold is still not allowed to enter, now he has a good relationship from heaven, but is he going to abandon it?

So what about a heaven-sent marriage?Lu Zhongshu asked the visitor indifferently, anyone can be the son-in-law of Prime Minister Zuo, even if he is the eldest son and concubine of my Mu Wangfu.

As soon as the words came out, he was startled suddenly, and then, as if enlightened, he suddenly understood.

"I understand." Lu Zhongshu clasped his fingers with him, and the words were vaguely affectionate: "In my life, with you, I will stay together, without you, I will die alone, and there is no other possibility.

"Ah Ning, I have no choice but to you."