Chapter 2： would you like to come with me

The person standing in front of Mu Zhiming is tall, handsome, and eager to shine. Someone once praised him as a heroic young man, a dragon and a phoenix.

His surname is Gu, his given name is Yuyi, and his courtesy name is Heyan.

He was a well-known general in the Jin state. At the age of seventeen, he bowed his bow to say goodbye to Hanyue, and charged tens of thousands of iron cavalry alone to cut off the heads of the enemy generals.

It is a pity that a year before the new emperor ascended the throne, he died in the battle against the Yi people at a young age.

Although Mu Zhiming was fortunate enough to know him, his friendship was not deep, he just nodded.

So in this situation, at this moment, Mu Zhiming never imagined that the person standing on the bridge waiting for him would be Gu Heyan.

The two looked at each other silently, Mu Zhiming was thinking about how to speak, when Gu Heyan suddenly saw something, his eyes widened, his thin lips trembled slightly, he stepped forward and carefully pulled Mu Zhiming as if he was holding something fragile right hand.

On Mu Zhiming's right wrist, there are deep and shallow cuts, which are shocking.

"Does it hurt?" Gu Heyan said softly, as if afraid of disturbing something.

Mu Zhiming was stunned for a moment by the concerned question, and then replied, "It doesn't hurt..."

His voice stopped abruptly, and the whole person was dumbfounded.

Because Gu Heyan burst into tears.

According to folklore, Gu Heyan's heart is like a rock and black iron, and he is a person who bleeds without tears. He once had to be skinned and smashed to heal because of a poisoned arrow in his arm. With such severe pain, others could faint from fright, and he was soaked in sweat. The whole dress did not shed a single tear.

Now, why is he crying?

Gu Heyan wiped away his tears and looked into Mu Zhiming's eyes again: "Will you come with me?"

Mu Zhiming asked, "Where are you going?"

Gu Heyan said, "I don't know."

Mu Zhiming couldn't help laughing out loud, his eyes curved like a bright moon, and he asked back, "I don't know?"

"Yeah." Gu Heyan didn't show any jokes, but nodded more seriously.

Mu Zhiming looked at him, thinking of his own life, listened to slander, planted in the hands of people who were slanderous, and finally fell into ruin, and now he comes and goes naked, so it doesn't seem that it really matters where he goes.

"Okay." Mu Zhiming agreed with a smile, "Let's go with you."

Gu Heyan's eyes lit up: "Really?"

"Yeah." Mu Zhiming nodded.

So, Gu Heyan summoned up his courage and held Mu Zhiming's hand. His palm was generous and warm, which made Mu Zhiming feel inexplicably at ease.

The two walked side by side, walking under the stone bridge, and saw an imposing mansion in front of them.

"Huh?" Mu Zhiming said indifferently, "This red door with red lacquer, the stone lion plaque, and the bronze pavilion's head and ring are very familiar. It is exactly the same as my mansion."

He tilted his head to look, and was surprised to find that Gu Heyan, who was beside him, had disappeared!

"General Gu?" Mu Zhiming was at a loss and looked around, "General Gu? Where are you?"

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Then, Mu Zhiming woke up from his sleep, sat up and gasped, as if he had escaped from death.

Insects startled, spring thunder bursts, misty rain and wet swallows, although the weather showed signs of warming, it was still cold in the early morning.

Caiwei, as the maidservant of the prince of Yan Guogong, was standing in front of Mu Zhiming's wing, waiting in front of the window. She smiled lightly and picked up the yellow and fragrant flowers. Suddenly she heard Mu Zhiming in the room startled and called out "General". Doubtful, but immediately ordered the little maid: "Young master is awake, hurry up and use the copper basin to bring the hot water for washing in the morning, if it is cold today, the young master is afraid of cold, so I need to scald it.

"Ai." The little girl replied and left in a hurry.

Caiwei stood outside the house and raised her hand to knock on the door: "Master, are you awake? I'm in."

There was no one in the house for a long time, Caiwei pushed the door carefully and entered the inner room with a few steps, and saw Mu Zhiming sitting on the bed in a daze, the blue silk scattered, and she was dumbfounded, as if she was frightened.

"Master, what's the matter with you? It's still cold, so you have to put on clothes when you sit up. Don't get caught in the cold." Caiwei looked worried, and went to the carved pear wood wardrobe next to the bed to fetch heavy brocade clothes. Mu Zhiming put it on.

Unexpectedly, Mu Zhiming suddenly grabbed her wrist with great force.

When Caiwei was at a loss, when she saw Mu Zhiming's eyes were red and she was about to cry, she said in a panic, "Young master, are you alright? Did you have a nightmare last night? Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Mu Zhiming choked up: "Sister Caiwei... Really, it's really you, I'm not dreaming, where are my parents?!"

"At this hour, the duke and his wife should wake up. They should have breakfast in the wing room." Cai Wei guessed.

Mu Zhiming lifted the quilt, jumped out of bed, and stumbled out without putting on his shoes or changing his clothes.