Chapter 14： you come with me to the wing

In the last life, Mu Zhiming noticed one thing: Gu Heyan treated him more coldly than others. Gu Heyan was often in a normal conversation with others the moment before, and when he appeared the next moment, Gu Heyan would immediately keep silent.

Thinking of coming to his previous life, Gu Heyan said the longest sentence to him, and he was actually driving him away.

At that time, Mu Zhiming served as the Minister of Rites, and went to the northwest frontier to learn the language of barbarians with the locals, so as to prepare for future missions to foreign countries. Live in a large tent in the military camp.

In the beginning, the two were at peace with each other. After all, they didn't see each other very often. Who would have guessed that a month later, when the cold winter was approaching, Gu Heyan suddenly attacked and drove him away with cold words.

Mu Zhiming has always repaid his kindness and resentment with resentment.

He saw that Gu Heyan hated him, so he didn't bother to talk to him, and immediately set off back to Beijing the next day, without saying a word.

But now, Mu Zhiming suddenly understood why Gu Heyan treated him like that in his previous life.

After all, Gu Heyan once saved his life, but he never mentioned it, let alone repaid it.

Gu Heyan in his previous life must have thought that he was a son of a dandy family with a cool personality, and it was normal for him to be disgusted.

But in this life, he has come to thank him, why is he still indifferent to him, why is he so disliked by Gu Heyan?

Mu Zhiming was sighing bitterly in his heart, when Gu Heyan suddenly said, "...Dim sum..."

"Ah?" Seeing him taking the initiative to speak, Mu Zhiming hurriedly raised his head and listened carefully.

"Dim sum, don't you like it?" Gu Heyan asked, "You didn't move."

Mu Zhiming was stunned for a while, and then he realized that Gu Heyan was referring to the snacks that he had brought along with the tea when he was in the main hall: "Is that a plate of Fuling sweet-scented osmanthus cake? Zhai’s dim sum is just a matter of etiquette as a guest, although dim sum is a kind of hospitality, but in the situation just now, General Gu and my father would talk to the juniors at any time, and they really shouldn’t eat food.”

Gu Heyan understood: "Well..."

Mu Zhiming was embarrassed.

Gu Heyan said, "Come with me." After that, he turned around and strode towards the east wing.

"Ah? Brother Gu? Gu... Brother Gu?" Mu Zhiming hurriedly chased after him.

Passing through the shade of swaying and mottled plane trees, Gu Heyan stopped in front of a house, without hesitation, he pushed open the door, and Mu Zhiming stood beside him, puzzled: "Brother Gu, where is this? what?"

"My wing room." Gu Heyan replied.

"Ah? Your...why...forget it, the harassment." Mu Zhiming had given up thinking with his head, and followed Gu Heyan inside.

In this general's mansion, not only the courtyard is simple, but even the interior is very simple. There is a desk in front of the wooden lattice windows with simple patterns. Wearing a crossbow with an odd shape and size of an arm, in front of the desk is a canopy bed with a blue gauze tent, and in front of the bed is a round table with huanghuali.

On the round table, there was an exquisite wooden food box three palms wide, and the food box was full of Jiyuezhai's snacks.