Mo Xi suddenly let go, instead grabbing his shirt at the chest, but buried her head even deeper into his chest, acting spoiled, "Why aren't you saying anything? It's too late to regret it now."
"Having heard that from you, I will never regret it." He thought to himself: If Father could see the light at the end of the tunnel, so can I.
After a moment, Mo Xi released "Mo Claw" and saw that Tang Huan's clothes, which were originally fine, were now crumpled and bruised in the chest area. He couldn't help but smile and said with a grin, "I've ruined another piece of your clothing."
Tang Huan was even more delighted to see her acting so coquettishly, and had no reason to blame her.
"You can destroy as many as you want." He paused, then whispered, "I asked you where you went early this morning, but you didn't answer. Is it related to Prince Rui?"
Mo Xi hadn't intended to hide it from him, and besides, with Lü Yun acting as his informant, it was impossible to hide it from him anyway. So she frankly said, "Yes. Yesterday he was ambushed, injured and poisoned, and I happened to run into him and took him to Lü Yun for the antidote. He left on his own this morning." She thought to herself: This guy is so perceptive, he even guessed this.
Mo Xi then recounted in detail the sword fight during the robbery of the caravan, up to the rescue yesterday, and the incident where he had Green Cloud add something to the porridge. He then said self-deprecatingly, "I am no good person. If he really is Gu An, if he ever remembers me and finds out that I poisoned him, how will I feel?"
Seeing her cold expression, Tang Huan disregarded the bitterness in his heart and said softly, "You're just trying to protect yourself. He won't blame you if he finds out." After a pause, he continued thoughtfully, "I'm more worried about your situation in the organization. What is your intention in leaving you alone without silencing anyone?"
"Right now, we can only take it one step at a time."
"Could you tell me about Gu An's past?"
"Yes. I was only five years old when I first met him. He was only nine years old, but he took care of me in every way, preventing the other children in the training from bullying me. He was originally the son of an official, but his father's career was unsuccessful, and the whole family was sold into slavery by the court. Perhaps because he had some martial arts skills and good physique, the organization bought him..."
Mo Xi began her narration, slowly sinking into her memories. When she spoke of Gu An's willingness to die so she could live, tears welled in her eyes. Tang Huan was also moved. Hearing her describe digging the soil and personally burying Gu An, she thought to herself: No wonder we bumped into each other at the cemetery that day; she was there to see him.
And so, Mo Xi narrated slowly, Tang Huan listened quietly, and time flowed by silently…