Yu Wu

When Mo Xi opened his eyes, what caught his eyes was a dark blue curtain with flowing cloud patterns. The curtain fluttered gently, shattering the hazy skylight outside.

He was at a loss for a moment, where was he?

Then he realized that yes, he and Gu Mang were sucked into the time mirror, which is the past years projected by the ancient magic mirror.

Although this is not a real time travel, the world in the mirror is indistinguishable from the real world. He can have conversations with people from back then, and he can change things from back then... In a sense, he has gone back in time.

And it was an extremely painful past for Gu Mang.

This recognition made Mo Xi's heart beat faster, and he immediately sat up from the bed, his black jade-like black hair flowing all over his shoulders, and he lifted the curtains - this was his own couch in Xihe Mansion.He looked around, the layout of the room was not far from what it is now, only a few swords were missing from the weapon rack, and there was a picture of Guangling peach blossoms hanging on the wall.

Go to the sundial on the windowsill.This sundial is made by the Yuefu, and it has a golden spiritual flow flowing all year round. Just lightly tap your knuckles, and it will show what year it is and when it is.Mo Xi raised his hand and tapped lightly on the surface of the sundial's spiritual flow, as if ripples scattered, a line of small seal script characters appeared on the sundial.

Mo Xi looked at the year and month displayed on the sundial, the beating of the organ in his chest became stronger and stronger, and his complexion became paler and paler...

Sure enough, it was this year.

Sure enough, back to this year...

He closed his eyes suddenly, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

He will never forget this year, when Gu Mang was demoted due to the defeat at Fengming Mountain, Lu Zhanxing was beheaded, and the remnants of Wang Bajun were detained.

It was the year Gu Mang decided to rebel.

But this day... Mo Xi's pale and slender fingertips caressed the spotless sundial, caressing the handwriting on it, the bitterness in his heart was like a yellow cloud covering the sun, and he couldn't breathe.

This day was the day he was ordered to go north and leave the imperial capital.

At that time, Gu Mang was already suffering from persecution, and he spent his days laughing and joking in the tile kilns all day long. It was useless for him to dissuade him several times, so he could only wait for the years to heal Gu Mang's pain.He was so naive at that time, he thought that Gu Mang would survive as before, endure all these pains and difficulties, he felt that there would be a day.

But he made a mistake.

Gu Mang failed to survive this hurdle. When he completed his mission and returned to the imperial capital, Gu Mang had already left Chonghua—a few months later, there was news that Gu Mang had defected and surrendered to the Liao Kingdom.

He didn't even notice Gu Mang's different intentions, and he failed to have a good talk with Gu Mang while understanding Gu Mang's intentions.

He didn't even have time to say a few words to Gu Mang, and he didn't have time to make a final appeal before Gu Mang stepped into hell.

But at this moment, he actually returned to this day of the year, back to the time he had returned to in countless midnight dreams, back to... back to this moment that might be able to reverse the horoscope.

Even though he knew that the time mirror could not really change the past, Mo Xi's heart still tightened as if it was being burned. He didn't even have time to put on his clothes before he pushed the door open and walked out.The bright sun eight years ago shone fiercely on his face, piercing his eyes sorely and painfully, but he refused to close them, enduring the urge to cry, and looked at the plants and trees in the courtyard almost greedily, One stone and one corner.

Suddenly there was a soft cry of surprise from the corner, "Oh!" Then he said hastily, "Greetings, Lord!"

Mo Xi turned his head, and there was another strange churning in his chest——

This year, Li Wei hadn't come to his mansion yet, the one who greeted him at this moment was a maid named Shuangqiu who was in Xihe mansion at that time.This girl was a poor beggar Mo Xi saw on the side of the road. Mo Xi couldn't bear her being bullied by a man with malicious intentions, so he took her in the mansion.Mo Xi saw that she was smart and smart, and had thought of appointing her as the chief steward of the Xihe Mansion, but soon found out that she was actually Murong Lian's dark son who was sent by his side, with the intention of seducing and murdering him, so he sent her She was evicted from the mansion.

Shuangqiu held the water basin, and bowed softly: "My lord woke up from a nap very early today, so I'm going to urge someone to prepare refreshments for you."

Mo Xi pitied her for her loneliness and was always very polite to her, but looking back now, she felt extremely disgusted, so he said, "No need."

"The Lord has no appetite? I brewed some refreshing plum wine a few days ago. If the Lord doesn't mind..."

Mo Xi said coldly: "I said no need."

Shuangqiu finally realized that something was wrong with Mo Xi's state, she didn't dare to rush forward, so she lowered her eyes and bowed her knees, saluted, and said softly: "Yes." After a pause, she said unwillingly, "But I, I ... I just care about the Lord, and I hope the Lord will not blame you."

Although Mo Xi was rather annoyed by her, he was not someone who would take revenge, nor was he too lazy to argue with a woman, not to mention that he had more important things to do now.

"Get me a set of regular clothes, I'm going out."

"Is the Lord going out of the city?"

Mo Xi paused, and said, "Enter the palace."

According to the records of the time mirror in the ancient remnants, people who enter the mirror will completely return to the situation in the past, and their body, appearance, and thoughts will all be restored.And the reason why he can still retain the memory of this world is probably because he was taken into the mirror with Gu Mang, and he was just a mistaken person.

As for Gu Mang... I'm afraid he has been completely reversed to the state he was in back then. He doesn't even know that he passed through the mirror, let alone what happened afterwards.

That is to say, when Mo Xi went to look for someone in the city at this moment, all he could find was that Gu Shuai from back then—that Senior Brother Gu who was at the bottom of his life and was extremely destitute.

What does this mean?It means that I have the opportunity to talk to Gu Mang on the eve of the rebellion!

Thinking of this, Mo Xi's fingertips trembled slightly - the self eight years later, through time, is about to face Gu Mang eight years ago.

He can ask Gu Mang a lot of things, he can clearly see Gu Mang's mental state on the eve of the rebellion, he can find out how Gu Mang was feeling at the time, and he can know the specific details before the rebellion...

You can even find out what you should do in the past to avoid the ending of Gu Mang's treason.

Although this kind of attempt is useless, when Jiang Yexue rescued them from the time mirror, all the changes will disappear, but at least Mo Xi feels that those questions, difficulties, pain and unhappiness that have plagued him for eight years Maybe you can get an explanation in this conversation.

But before that, he had to go to Wangcheng first.

"Mr. Xihe!"

"Meet Mr. Xihe!"

Entering Miyagi, Habayashi bowed his head and folded his arms in salute. The bright red feather pheasants on their heads trembled, and the light of their armor dazzled people's eyes under the sunlight.This feeling is very subtle, even though Mo Xi's heart is complicated and disordered at the moment, he can't help noticing some familiar faces among them.

The soldier at the corner of the corridor became the guardian elder of the academy eight years later.

Standing beside the stone beast on the palace steps, Yubayashi Youjiang was later given to Wangshu Mansion by the emperor, and became Murong Lian's personal bodyguard.

The young man wearing the seven-beaded red-tasseled hood was later killed in the sea of ​​flames because of a demon fire in the Chonghua King City while saving people. It was the heroic silk belt that Mo Xi personally put on for the people in the coffin.

There were also some soldiers who were later selected by him to join the Northern Frontier Army.

Whether these people are poor or wealthy, whether they live or die in the future, they don't know their future and destiny at this time.Only Mo Xi walked among these living old friends, as if he was walking through the dreams he had repeatedly had in these years.He looked at each of these faces, as if he was looking at a wandering soul from eight years ago, so unreal.

Finally he came to the Golden Luan Hall.

His Majesty, who had just ascended the throne, was leaning on the soft pillow embroidered with brocade patterns of dragons, resting his mind with one hand and closing his eyes.The Pearl Jasmine crown swayed slightly in front of his handsome face, cutting his expression into pieces and making it difficult to distinguish.

Compared with the current Emperor eight years ago, he looked thinner and more surly.It's no wonder that at that time, when the first emperor passed away, the country's governance was unstable, and internal and external troubles were very difficult, the hostility in the emperor's eyebrows was naturally much heavier than later.

"See Your Majesty."

"Oh, Mr. Xihe is here." Mr. Jun moved his eyelids and opened his eyes. His eyes were deep and cold, and they locked directly on Mo Xi who was standing in front of the hall.

No matter how restrained that gaze is, it still has the breath of a tiger and wolf, hiding vigilance, viciousness, and sharpness.

Mo Xi was stabbed by this overly cold gaze, and he suddenly felt a long-lost familiarity, which was both angry and painful - the emperor always showed this attitude towards him intentionally or unintentionally in the past. The oath of the Heavenly Tribulation, doomed that in this life it would never be possible to betray Chonghua and the person on the throne again, so the emperor's guard against him gradually relaxed.

But at this moment, standing in front of the hall is Mo Xi who has never made an oath.

The way your majesty looked at him was like looking at a tiger, wolf and beast that had never been bound by chains.Back then, I was still young, and my feelings were not so clear, but looking back now, the guard in Jun Shang's eyes simply made him feel cold all over.

"Mr. Xihe should set off for the northern fiefdom today to teach spells." Your Majesty said slowly, "Come to see Gu in Miyagi at this time, is there something to do?"

Mo Xi saluted, and said: "Yes. There is indeed something to do. I want to wait a few days before going to the northern border."

"Oh?" Jun Shang narrowed his eyes, "Why?"

"Unwell."

You can't use any other reason to break the trick with Jun Shang, the fox. Only if you say you are unwell, Jun Shang will find it difficult to refuse.In addition, Mo Xi never lied in the past, he said one thing and another, and he had no previous record of claiming to be sick, which made it even more credible.

Sure enough, Jun Shang was slightly taken aback, and after a while he straightened up, and while looking at Mo Xi from the high seat, he muttered, "Is that...is it serious? Why don't you just choose a good Shennongtai Yaoxiu and go to Xihe?" Are you taking care of Xihe Jun at the Jun's residence?"

"It's just tired and dreamy, and sleepless day and night." Mo Xi said, "It's good to cultivate for a while, don't bother Shennongtai."

"That's it." Junshang looked at him thoughtfully, and asked casually, "Then how long does Mr. Xihe need to postpone?"

Mo Xi counted in his mind the day when Gu Mang rebelled and left the city, it was seven days after he left the imperial capital.This time he didn't want the same thing to happen when he was not around, so Mo Xi said, "Ten days."

Your Majesty didn't answer immediately, those eyes like deep water in the cold pool silently stared at Mo Xi's face.

After a long time, he smiled softly and said, "Mr. Xihe has been on the battlefield for so many years, and he didn't care about how many times he was injured. Why now, because of an insomnia, he dragged his lonely relationship with your business for ten days? This time limit is probably too long.”

Mo Xi didn't argue with him, but said: "If it wasn't for lack of energy, I wouldn't have come to ask your majesty for an extension."

"It's rare for Mr. Xihe to take a rest in battle. It's really inhumane if he refuses." Your Majesty fiddled with the beads around his wrist, leisurely, "But since Mr. Xihe is for Chonghua Humerus Minister, there are naturally many important tasks that you have to complete by yourself. If you delay your rest for ten days, I am afraid it will be difficult to arrange the following things."

He paused, then said with a smile, "Three days, what do you think?"

"..."

three days?

Three days later, Lu Zhanxing asked to kill in Dongshi, why did he get stuck on this day?After Lu Zhanxing's death, Gu Mang's reaction must have been very intense, but Jun Shang wanted him to leave at this time...

Mo Xi asked: "Your Majesty, please allow another two days, five days?"

"No. You can only be granted permission for three days at most." Your Majesty smiled slightly, "If there is more, Gu Ke really can't adjust his priorities."

"Your Majesty..."

Your Majesty had made up his mind, so he interrupted Mo Xi: "Xi and Jun don't need to talk anymore, since they are not feeling well, let's go back home to rest earlier."

After a short pause, he pointed out: "Insomnia and boredom should be nourished. Some people who make Mr. Xihe feel irritable, it is better for Mr. Xihe to be rare these days."

Mo Xi looked at the king on the gilded high seat, and the king looked down at him through the swaying crown.

Mo Xi said softly, "Is Your Majesty talking about Gu Mang?"