The Rebirth Of The General Who Always Sees Himself As A Replacement

Mu Zhiming was surprised: "General Habayashi's mansion?

Caiwei nodded: "Exactly." What did they send? "

This question made Caiwei look embarrassed, she hesitated again and again before saying: "The bride price...

Mu Zhiming thought he had heard it wrong, and asked suspiciously: "What?

Caiwei had no choice but to repeat: "Master, it's a letter of engagement and a dowry gift, but the letter of engagement has no words and the dowry gift is not gold or silver treasures, but something that has broken.

Not long after, all the things sent from the general's mansion early in the morning were put into Mu Zhiming's wing.

The letter of appointment is made of golden powder and red posts, solemn but solemn, but there is no word, I don't know whether it should be said to be hasty or sloppy.

Mu Zhiming carefully placed the letter of engagement on the table, and looked up at the box of betrothal gifts.

The crimson lacquer depicts mandarin ducks playing in the water and gold patterns on the box, and the top is wrapped with red silk flowers. It is festive, but it is just a box of betrothal gifts. I don't know whether to call it shabby or perfunctory.

Caiwei didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Master, look at this... Is General Gu joking with you?"

Mu Zhiming didn't answer.He stepped forward to open the trunk, and when he saw what was inside, the young prince of Yan's eyes widened instantly.

The hunting sun and moon hunting crossbow lay quietly in the box.

I still remember the warm spring of that year, when the sycamore tree was swaying, and the sparrows were twittering. When he was young, he saw this peerless crossbow and exclaimed: "It's really lucky to open your eyes!" Why 0.... Mu Zhiming stretched out his hand to caress Loading the crossbow arrows, he murmured tremblingly, "He is so indifferent to me.

Caiwei was puzzled, and whispered: "Master?

Mu Zhiming took a deep breath, suddenly raised his head and said firmly: "I'm going to the General's Mansion, and I'm going now!"

The sound of horseshoes was loud, the wheels rolled over the bluestone slabs, and the crowds in the street were bustling with noise. Sitting in the carriage, Mu Zhiming felt that Mu's residence and Gu's residence were so far away for the first time.The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, and the more he thought about it, the more disturbed he became.

In the previous life, Gu Heyan was a stranger to him, not even a friend.

In this life, even though we are friends, we have experienced many things together, but the occasional cold words and indifference made Mu Zhiming dare not expect to get close to him at all.

The inexplicable dowry gift and letter of appointment are obviously scribbled everywhere, like a joke, but why do people care so much.

The carriage stopped at the entrance of Gu's mansion, and Mu Zhiming walked in quickly. Wen Zhongcheng was not surprised to see him, and stepped forward to greet him: "Mr. Mu, you are here." Where is General Gu? "Mu Zhiming asked urgently." Our young master was drunk yesterday and just woke up, it seems that his head still hurts. "Wen Zhongcheng replied.

Mu Zhiming was slightly startled: "He...was my friend drunk yesterday?"

"Yes, Mr. Mu, I will take you to sit in the main hall, and then call my young master. Wen Zhongcheng leaned over and made a gesture of invitation.

Mu Zhiming came to the main hall with Wen Zhongcheng, and waited restlessly. After a while, Juanniang brought Qingrong and osmanthus cake, and said to him with a smile: "Mr. Come."

"En." Mu Zhiming nodded gratefully. After Juanniang left the main hall, he took a few deep breaths due to nervousness, picked up the sweet-scented osmanthus cake on a small white porcelain plate and took a bite. disturbed.

At this moment, Mu Zhiming heard footsteps.

Mu Zhiming turned his head to look, Gu Heyan was dressed in white clothes, striding into the main hall, he still had hangover fatigue in his eyes, but his face was calm and looked extremely calm, but this calmness was so inappropriate.

Mu Zhiming swallowed the pastry in his mouth, and stood up abruptly.

The two looked at each other speechlessly, but it was Gu Heyan who spoke first. He lowered his eyes and said softly: "Yesterday... I was drunk and did something that troubled you, right?" Gu Heyan . "Mu Zhiming interrupted him.

This was the first time that Mu Zhiming called Gu Heyan's name directly, and the stern words made Gu Heyan raise his head involuntarily and look at Mu Zhiming. "Why do you want to give me a betrothal gift when you're drunk?" Mu Zhiming asked aggressively, as if he couldn't wait to know the answer, his tone was very eager, "Why

Gu Heyan:

Mu Zhiming stepped forward and said anxiously: "Gu Heyan, I don't want to hear anything. I'm sorry. I don't want to hear anything. I'm drunk. I just want to know why. Whether it's something stupid or insane, what I want to know is, you What are you thinking when people regard the Sunhunting Mooncrossbow as a betrothal gift?"

Gu Heyan's eyes flashed brightly, his chest heaved slightly, as if a turbulent wave had already set off in his heart, but he was still silent, like a silent and stubborn stone that had been submerged in years of cold snow.

"Gu Heyan." Mu Zhiming was almost pleading, "Say something, why do you answer me?"

Gu Heyan closed his eyes abruptly, and when he opened them again, there was only ice that could not be melted in the depths of his eyes, "I...the emperor wants to marry me and Lord Qinghe, but I don't want to marry the Tian family, so Telling the emperor that I like men, this is just to convince the emperor, to tell the emperor that I am not lying, I have no other intentions.

Mu Zhiming froze on the spot, staring blankly at Gu Heyan, and spoke after a while, with a very soft voice, as if a little louder would shatter the faintly invisible expectation in his heart: Is that just that? "

Gu Heyan closed his eyes, the wild wind and snow blowing in the frontier of the desert, howling from the previous life to the present life, was so cold that it was so cold that he cut his bones: ... just, that's it.

The words fell to the ground, silently shattering Huang Liang's dream, Mu Zhiming choked, bowed slowly and saluted, unable to even say a word of farewell, he turned and left Gu's mansion, until he got into the carriage, his lips trembled slightly, and he said in a self-deprecating tone Muttering to himself: "That's right... what am I thinking

After finishing the sentence, a little sob and a sigh have been lost in the noisy crowd.