Gu Pan Lanling

The new generals compose string songs, and they agree with many Jiayu in Lanling.

The dancers and workers are prepared to drink and drink, and the banquet will turn to the guest's face.

——"Lanling King Entering the Battle"

The cold wind howled, and the carriage was wrapped in white.

The coachman was driving his horse with difficulty, and inside the carriage, Gu Zimo's patience was almost reaching its limit.

If his carriage hadn't broken down on the way back to the city, he, who has always been aloof, would definitely not have gotten into this carriage.

The men on the carriage looked at him unabashedly with wretched eyes. Seeing that he lowered his head and remained expressionless, he simply asked the price: "Little brother, you look so handsome, as long as you stay with me for a night." , the price is up to you?"

Gu Zimo turned pale from the cold until his face turned pale, and he glanced coldly at that wretched man.

Damn it, he was actually treated as a small restaurant in a brothel!

They were still two yellow-haired boys who were only in their early teens and were still in the stage of changing their voices!

If it weren't for their young age, he would have kicked those two brats off the carriage without mercy.

"Why don't you talk? Do you think the night is too short?"

Gu Zimo's silence aroused the dissatisfaction of the young man: "Little brother, do you answer? Don't you think we can't afford the money? Do you know who I am? I am the son of Song Yuanwai in Tianyong City. My father has a lot of money." Qian, if you play with me all night..."

"What is his father? My father is amazing. My father's restaurants are all open in Yecheng. Little brother, you haven't been to Yecheng yet. Yecheng is the capital of our Northern Qi Dynasty, and it is better than the whole city of Yong." To be prosperous..."

The two seemed to be competing, and the more they talked, the more they went too far, Gu Zimo couldn't listen anymore, he slammed his fist heavily on the wall of the carriage, and growled, "I'm paying back Lanling King Gao Changgong!"

After finishing speaking, ignoring the stunned eyes of the two, he lifted the curtain of the car and shouted to the groom: "Stop!"

"Call-"

The carriage stopped, Gu Zimo got out of the carriage, settled the fare, gave them a cold look, and cursed in a low voice.

Wrapping the messy clothes tightly, he brushed the black hair towards his neck, touched the hickey marks and tooth marks on his neck, and a gentle smile appeared on Gu Zimo's sad face just now.

Thinking of the lingering last night, his mood instantly surged.

After admiring that person for so many years, the raw rice was finally cooked.

Half a day ago, there was a letter from the family, saying that the Gao family sent someone to the door, and it seemed that the marriage was about to be finalized.

Hearing this good news, he has always attached the most importance to his appearance, but he didn't care about wasting time to tidy up, so he hurried back with his clothes disheveled all the way.

When he stepped into the door of Gu's family, Gu Zimo was almost drenched in sweat.

Inside the house, Gu's mother was talking with someone, her words were respectful, and she thought that this person had a noble status.

Gu Zimo followed his mother's line of sight, and there was a strange middle-aged man sitting in the upper seat.

He glanced around the room eagerly, but he didn't see Gao Xiaolin, and he couldn't help but feel lost: "Mother, is he someone sent by the Gao family?"

Why is this middle-aged old man?He thought Gao Xiaolin would come over in person...

When Gu's mother heard Gu Zimo's voice, she was overjoyed, and hurried towards Gu Zimo, dragging him to the middle-aged man: "Zimo, you're back, this is the manager sent by the Gao family. I'm discussing marriage with you."

Gao's surname is the country's surname, and in his impression, Gao Xiaolin's speech and behavior all reveal nobility, presumably from aristocratic background.

Gu Zimo stood there with a calm expression on his face, but his heart was already in a mess.

Things are not as he expected.

He thought that Gao Xiaolin would come in person, but now...

The manager sent by the Gao family looked Gu Zimo up and down, but shook his head, got up from his seat, walked up to Gu Zimo, and bowed very respectfully, "I'm going to salute you, sir. I don't know Gu Zimo Young master, can you hand over your token to the next one to return to your command?"

Gu Zimo was slightly taken aback, "The token?"

"The hairpin on your head will do." Seeing that Gu Zimo was puzzled, the manager quickly explained.

Gu Zimo's background was not noble, he was just an ordinary citizen, and only this jade hairpin had been with him for the longest time, but it was just an ordinary white jade hairpin, not worth a lot of money.

"Here." Raising his hand, he pulled out the jade hairpin and handed it to the manager. As long as he could be with Gao Xiaolin, let alone a jade hairpin, even if Gao Xiaolin asked him to go out with the army, he would be happy.

After the manager took over the jade hairpin, he handed the pre-prepared brocade box to Gu Zimo, and bowed respectfully again, "This is the token that my master asked me to give to you. If you have figured it out, please come here with the token. Shanshui Bieyuan, my master will be waiting for you there in the near future, so I will take my leave first."

What the manager said, not only Gu Zimo was at a loss, but Gu's mother and Gu's father were also confused.

Isn't it about marriage?

Now, why did they exchange tokens and leave?

"Please stay..."

Gu Zimo hurriedly chased after him, and stopped in front of the manager: "You just left like this? Gao..."

Before he finished speaking, the manager interrupted him with a smile: "My master's meaning, I have just made it very clear to you, if you have any objections, you can go to Shanshui Bieyuan to discuss with my master in person."

After the words fell, the manager cupped his hands and strode away from Gu's house.

Gu Zimo was holding a special brocade box, Gao Xiaolin's face could not help flashing in his mind, and his heart warmed.

With a smile on his face, he couldn't wait to open the brocade box.However, the moment he opened the brocade box, the smile on the corner of his mouth froze, and he stared at the picture in the brocade box with wide eyes.

Isn't this the pair he gave Gao Xiaolin back then?

Now Gao Xiaolin asked the manager to return it to him, what is the meaning of this?

After closing the brocade box, he wanted to calm down and tell himself that he was overthinking.

He and Gao Xiaolin were tender last night, it shouldn't be like this...

There must be some misunderstanding.

After being sure of this, Gu Zimo took the brocade box and was about to go out.

As soon as she stepped out of the gate, Mother Gu chased after her in a hurry, and asked worriedly, "Zimo, where are you going?"

"Shanshui Bieyuan."

"Can't we go again tomorrow? It's going to be dark soon..."

"No."

Gu Zimo is the only heir in the family. Gu's mother has always loved him and said nothing to him. At this moment, Gu Zimo's tone is firm, and Gu's mother no longer hinders her. She just tells him: "It's dark and the road is slippery. Be careful when riding a horse." ..."

"understood."

After saying that, Gu Zimo left the house without looking back.

It was already an hour later when we hurried all the way to Shanshui Bieyuan.

I don't know if Shanshui Bieyuan is so brightly lit for twelve hours, or it is specially arranged when he knows that he will come. There are more than a dozen lanterns at the door, illuminating the dark and cold night brightly.

He has always admired Gao Xiaolin's taste. He can be said to be convinced by the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and Gao Xiaolin is the only one of the few.

When the manager heard the movement, he hurried out to greet him, but he was not surprised to see him at all, and said calmly, "Mr. Zimo, are you here?"

Compared with the stereotypically addressing him as Mr. Gu in the Gu family, Mr. Zimo at this moment brought the distance between the two of them much closer in an instant.

Gu Zimo tightened his fingers while holding the brocade box, "Is your master in there?!"

The manager saw the brocade box in Gu Zimo's hand, bowed respectfully, and said, "Yes, he's inside. Mr. Zimo, please come with me."

After the manager finished speaking, he made a gesture of invitation to Gu Zimo, bowed his waist respectfully and walked ahead, leading the way for Gu Zimo.

Gu Zimo followed closely behind the manager, and arrived under a high platform in the other courtyard from time to time.

The steward stopped, pointed to the high platform, and said to Gu Zimo: "My master is on the moon-watching platform." After saying that, before Gu Zimo could say anything, the steward had quietly retreated.

Gu Zimo stepped on the stone steps and climbed up to the moon-watching platform. There was no moonlight tonight, but the bright lights in the Shanshui Garden made the moon-watching platform shrouded in a layer of brilliant light, as bright as the moonlight.

And that figure standing at the corner of the moon-watching platform, with fluttering white robes and black hair dancing in the wind like a waterfall, was just a back view, but Gu Zimo's eyes suddenly brightened.

The white figure just stood quietly on the moon-watching platform, holding a battle report in his hand, reading it intently, without noticing that Gu Zimo was approaching step by step.

When he saw the last line of the battle report, his eyes were suddenly covered by a pair of cool hands.

Immediately afterwards, the man buried his head in his black hair, and rubbed against it as if attached.

He who has always been vigilant can only relax like this in his private sphere.

If it was in the military camp, if someone dared to post it so suddenly, they would have already been decapitated.

And the unique aura of the person who came over suddenly made him instantly recognize his identity.

This made him restrain his murderous intentions and did not remove those arms on the spot.

"Xiao Lin, why do you want to return me the painting I gave you? What do you mean? Didn't we have a private life last night?"

Suddenly there was a deep questioning sound from behind, it was not so much a questioning, it was more like a whisper between lovers, because his voice was very gentle, and there was no trace of resentment in his tone.

Although Gu Zimo's voice was low, he still heard the word Xiaolin clearly.

Almost rudely, he pulled the hands covering his eyes away from his eyes, and turned indifferently.

When his eyes glanced at him, it was as if ice had seeped through.

Gu Zimo was still immersed in the tenderness between lovers just now, but when the man turned around to reveal that beautiful face, he was stunned...

"Who are you! Why are you in Xiaolin's other courtyard?!"

Facing Gu Zimo's eyes that were still dazed, the man's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and his sexy thin lips opened and closed, but he deliberately slowed down his speech and pronounced his name: "Gao, Chang, Gong."