Chapter 18. Taking Advantage of Cuteness to Commit Violence

“Baby, will you stay and keep me company…”

“Did you, perhaps, remember something?”

Gu Sui said with some excitement after a brief pause. Mu Jiulu pressed her lips together.

“What?”

Gu Sui became a bit flustered, not knowing how to explain.

“It’s about the hair. I’ve done this before. I braided your hair while you were asleep, and then you suddenly woke up.

I made up an excuse saying you were sleepwalking, just like what you just did. Do you have some impression of it? Otherwise, how would you say those words?”

Mu Jiulu glanced away, leaving only a tense profile for him to see.

“This king would never do such childish things.”

Gu Sui: “……”

How to deal with an ex-girlfriend who is too tsundere?

Mu Jiulu stole a glance at Gu Sui sitting on the bed, cleared her throat, and spoke again.

“You must be confused from sleep. I don’t understand a word of what you just said.”

Gu Sui helplessly pinched the bridge of his nose: “Didn’t you lose two years of memories?”

“What does that have to do with you?”

“It has everything to do with it!”

Gu Sui raised his voice a bit. When Mu Jiulu looked over again, his handsome eyebrows were slightly raised, adding a touch of mischief out of thin air.

“How about this, let me tell you a story. Maybe you’ll remember after hearing it!”

Mu Jiulu waited comfortably. Gu Sui sat cross-legged on the bed, thinking about his wording.

“Three years ago, you suddenly disappeared. Actually, you went to another world, the place where I was before.

I met you at a bus stop. I originally wanted to send you home since you were alone late at night.

But you said your home was at 37 Chengting Street. We don’t have such a place there. I wanted to call the police, but you wouldn’t let me.

You were dressed quite luxuriously at the time, so I thought you were some young lady who had run away from home. Seeing you had nowhere to go, I took you back to my place.”

Gu Sui recalled seriously. Mu Jiulu, sitting at the table, lowered her eyelids.

She remembered clearly.

At that time, she had been sent by the Empress Mother to investigate a case in Chaoyang City, but an accident occurred on the way. When she woke up, she was already in that strange world.

She was wary of everything there, but when he said “Why don’t you come home with me?”, she didn’t refuse.

She felt as if she had seen him somewhere before.

He said his name was Gu Sui, and she suddenly understood why he looked familiar.

Gu Tingsong’s only son, Gu Sui, the unique young general of the Mu dynasty, looked exactly like him.

She had no interaction with Gu Sui, having only seen him once or twice, but she knew that he was cold and emotionless, not even speaking a single word usually.

But Gu Sui was different.

He was eloquent, graceful in his manners, unlike any young man she had seen before.

She originally had no interest in love, but he forcefully entered her heart.

“We first became roommates, and then, well, I had feelings for you, and you probably had feelings for me too, so we became lovers.”

Mu Jiulu: “Is it that simple?”

He spoke so lightly, as if the person who had set up candles and scattered flower petals to confess to her back then wasn’t him.

Gu Sui let out an “Ah,” and smiled awkwardly but politely.

“That’s not the point. The point is what happened afterwards. We were inseparable, loving each other, passionate, like mandarin ducks…”

Mu Jiulu’s eyes grew darker. Gu Sui suddenly realized what he was saying and clapped his hand over his mouth.

After a while, he slowly removed his hand, mumbling.

“Actually, we were very open there. We were all adults, and it was consensual, right?”

“Is Young Master Gu trying to make this king take responsibility for you in a roundabout way?”

Mu Jiulu suddenly spoke. Gu Sui was stunned for a moment: “What?”

She leisurely picked up her tea cup and said calmly.

“Aren’t you telling a story? Continue.”

Gu Sui rested his chin on his hand. Her attitude of not taking this seriously made him feel a bit frustrated.

“Later, after more than a year, you suddenly disappeared from my world again. For the following year, I never found you again.

More than half a month ago, I was about to move house. The next day when I woke up, I found myself suddenly here, on the day of the bride selection. You know what happened after that.”

Mu Jiulu narrowed her eyes, a dark light flashing in them.

“A good story should be told clearly and in detail. What exactly happened a year ago?”

Gu Sui’s lips were half-open. After a long while, he finally spoke.

“I just got drunk, called you, said a few words, and hung up. Then… there was no then.”

“What did you say?”

Mu Jiulu pressed on aggressively. An intense pressure came over him. Gu Sui shrank his shoulders and lowered his eyelashes.

“Nothing much…”

“Is that so?”

Mu Jiulu’s gaze was sharp, her tone cold. Gu Sui immediately cowered, his voice becoming weaker and weaker.

“Just… breaking up…”

Mu Jiulu let out a cold laugh, displaying the dignity of a regent in front of him for the first time.

“Why?”

Gu Sui almost wanted to flee, but was pinned in place by her gaze, unable to move.

Mu Jiulu’s lips were pressed into a straight line. This was the question she hadn’t had the chance to ask a year ago. Now, she wouldn’t allow him any evasion.

“Speak. Why?”

Gu Sui lowered his head, his gaze wandering, his voice stuttering.

“I… it was a momentary impulse. I was drunk. I’m sorry. I was wrong.”

He still didn’t want to lay out that miserable past in front of her.

He had endured too many cold looks and disdain. He didn’t want her to look down on him too.

“Is this your answer?”

A cold and frosty voice suddenly rang out. Gu Sui felt a tightness in his chest and didn’t dare to look up at her.

“Mm.”

A fire suddenly rose in Mu Jiulu’s heart. Even now, he was still being ambiguous.

Wasn’t he shouting on the phone back then that he didn’t want her to control him? How come now it became a momentary impulse?

“Think carefully. Such a story can hardly be considered exciting.”

Mu Jiulu stood up and walked a few steps towards him. When Gu Sui looked up, his peach blossom eyes were filled with grievance.

“Don’t speak so loudly. My stomach hurts.”

Mu Jiulu: “???”

Taking advantage of cuteness to commit violence?

“I’ve already said I know I was wrong. Since you’ve forgotten, I won’t force you to remember. Can we start over?”

Gu Sui hugged the quilt, his arms wrapped around himself. His hair was messily scattered over his front and back. At a glance, there was an urge to press him down and bully him hard.

Mu Jiulu paced back and forth in the hall, not knowing where to vent the fire in her heart.

He was stubborn, she was more stubborn. He was soft, she had no way out.

“You rest well first. This king still has matters to attend to.”

Mu Jiulu turned to leave. Gu Sui hurriedly called out.

“Baby.”

Mu Jiulu’s footsteps stopped immediately. She turned around abruptly.

“What did you call me?”

Gu Sui’s voice weakened, and he spoke pitifully.

“I used to call you this before.”

Mu Jiulu snorted coldly. He’s feeling wronged now!

“Not allowed!”

Without explaining the breakup clearly to her, there’s no way to get back together!

Gu Sui said stubbornly: “I don’t care, I’ll call you that.”

“Baby, will you stay and keep me company? I feel so awful.”

Mu Jiulu’s eyes narrowed: “…No wheedling!”

“I’m not.”

Gu Sui had no self-awareness. He felt he was perfectly normal right now, but his tone was sticky and slightly rising at the end, sounding soft and ticklish.

To be honest, Mu Jiulu couldn’t stand it.

“Shut up!”

“You’re being mean to me again. I’m going to die of pain.”

He opened his innocent and pitiful peach blossom eyes. Mu Jiulu looked back at him, her eyes deep and dark.

Three seconds later, she gave in.

“Do you want some water?”

Mu Jiulu walked back from the door. A flash of joy passed through Gu Sui’s eyes.

“I’ll drink if baby pours it for me.”

Mu Jiulu very inelegantly rolled her eyes.

Let him act up!

She’s just considering his special day.

Wait until he’s better, she’ll settle the score!

“Here.”

Mu Jiulu handed the teacup to him. Gu Sui still hugged the quilt, unwilling to let go. His eyes sparkled as he said,

“Will baby feed me?”

Mu Jiulu took a deep breath and looked down at him.

“How should I feed you?”

“However baby wants to feed me.”

There was clear expectation in his eyes. Mu Jiulu snorted coldly, grabbed his chin, and moved the teacup directly to his lips.

“Mmm, mmm–”

Gu Sui became unhappy: “You didn’t feed me like this in the afternoon!”

Mu Jiulu put down the teacup and said with her arms crossed: “Didn’t you say to feed you however I want?”

Gu Sui: “……”

“But you’re too rough. Who feeds like that?”

He grumbled. Mu Jiulu couldn’t help but laugh angrily.

“Do you want to know what real roughness is?”

“No, I don’t want to.”

Gu Sui hurriedly shook his head. The two small braids that hadn’t been undone swayed back and forth.

The red string at the end traced beautiful arcs in the air, somewhat eye-catching.

Mu Jiulu brought the teapot over and poured another cup of water.

“Drink it yourself.”

He didn’t explain what needed to be explained, yet he dared to hope for her to pamper him. Dream on!

Gu Sui dejectedly took the teacup and quietly drank with his head lowered. The steam blurred his eyebrows and eyes. Mu Jiulu, standing by the bed, just watched him like that.

“I’ve finished drinking.”

Mu Jiulu filled another cup.

Gu Sui, who was about to ask for more, curved his eyebrows and eyes at her.

“Thank you, baby. Baby is so good.”

Mu Jiulu snorted. She wasn’t trying to care for him.

She just wanted him to be quiet. After all, he couldn’t talk while drinking water, right?

“Sui Yu, Yun Mu, come in and help your young master change clothes. Yan Wu, go and bring the meal.”

Mu Jiulu ordered. After a while, a neatly dressed Gu Sui sat at the eight-immortals table, drinking a bowl of steaming red date porridge.

Mu Jiulu sat opposite him, her gaze inadvertently falling on the red string hanging over his shoulder.

“Why didn’t you undo it?”

Gu Sui: “Because baby braided it.”

Just now, Yun Mu wanted to undo it, but he firmly stopped him.

As a result, among his neatly combed hair, there were two somewhat crooked braids, quite noticeable.

Mu Jiulu said righteously: “This king said, that was done while you were sleepwalking.”

Gu Sui nodded with a smile: “Okay, okay, if baby says so, then it is.”

Mu Jiulu: “……”

Fine, since he likes it, let it stay.

Anyway, this king won’t admit to it.