The two were strolling on the corridor, with snow falling outside, Little Mo asked, "How did Miss Zifen spend New Year's Eve in previous years?"

"Of course I followed..." Wu Jie paused, and swallowed back the words that father, queen, mother, queen and sister lived together, and changed her words, "Of course I lived with the princess and the little sisters on weekdays."

"Miss Zifen's relatives?"

"They've all passed away. But I'm in Prince De's Mansion, and we get along with each other on a daily basis, not much different from my own sisters."

"It sounds really lively. I also hope to have my family together during the New Year's Eve. When I was young, I spent it with my brothers and sisters." Little Mo said emotionally, with a hint of melancholy in his delicate eyebrows.

"Going out on business at such a young age, I can't even go back for the Chinese New Year. It's really hard."

"Even if we go back, there won't be anyone left." Little Mo sighed, facing Wu Jie's suspicious gaze, he smiled wryly, "My older brothers all passed away several years ago, and my older sister has been married since she got married, so I can't see each other easily. My father is in office, thousands of miles away. I am the only one in the capital."

Wu Jie blinked, feeling that this situation sounded inexplicably familiar.

The two walked side by side all the way, and at the end of the corridor, there was a small garden. In the cold winter months, the plants and trees in the garden were only broken branches, but because of the heavy snow, they glowed with new vitality.

The slanting branches are covered with crystal snow, which is very cute under the light.

Wu Jie turned her head to look at the young man beside her, and finally couldn't bear it any longer: "Little Mo, are you Commander Mo's younger brother?"

Little Mo showed a hesitant look on his face, and then smiled shyly, "No, Commander Mo taught me martial arts for a period of time before, so the last time I went to East Vietnam as an envoy, I went with him."

Wu Jie continued to stare at him, her heart started beating wildly uncontrollably.

"In fact, my surname is Gao, and my name is Zimo. My father is the current right prime minister and the Grand Marshal of the Army."

"It turns out that you are the son of General Gao, I was the one to be rude." Wu Jie exhausted all her rationality to restrain herself from changing her face on the spot.

The little Mo in front of him turned out to be Empress Gao's own younger brother, what are you kidding about, what about Gao Hongyuan? The last time we met in the palace, he personally admitted that he was Empress Gao's younger brother! A dignified third-rank official and deputy envoy of the Northern Wei Dynasty, it is impossible to lie about this kind of matter, and he is still in front of Zi Wang Yuan Zhe.

Little Mo was a little surprised, Wu Jie's voice suddenly became cold.

"I heard that the Deputy Envoy Gao who went to East Vietnam this time is also from the Gao family..."

"Master Gao? He was Zhang He's number one scholar in the 19th year. He joined our family. My father admired him very much, said he was a pillar of talent, and adopted him as his adopted son. It's a pity that there are no holidays..."

Wu Jie's expression was stiff, ten thousand thoughts of fuck your mother rushed past her heart.

It is said that it is Lianzong, but in fact it is a handsome rookie from a poor family who joins a noble family. She also called Empress Gao her elder sister. No wonder there was a strange look in Yuan Zhe's eyes at that time, but he hated himself for not thinking too much about it.

In fact, General Gao is known for his love of adoptive sons in the court, especially the outstanding rookies in the court and the ar. heard that there are thirteen Taibao under his command, all of whom are outstanding new generals in northern Xinjiang.

In her previous life, she closed the harem and didn't understand the past in detail. She preconceived that since Empress Gao's younger brother was in the envoys, he must be a high-ranking official. .

Thinking back to the secret pleasure I felt when I heard the news of Gao Hongyuan's death... In fact, if I hadn't met by chance last time, the boy in front of me might really have died.

Forget it, he survived as well. The grievances and resentments with Empress Gao are all old dreams. She doesn't want to care, and she doesn't have to care anymore.

"It's getting late, the prince should go back earlier." Wu Jie said indifferently.

Startled by this strange address, Little Mo raised his head and looked at the woman beside him, and he said nonchalantly, "Miss Zifen, I think your identity is just a false name, and you don't have to be obsessed with the relationship between people. this."

Wu Jie nodded: "I understand."

"You can call me Little Mo, or Xiao Mo. You don't have to call me Shizi." Gao Zimo said seriously.

"I see, my son." Wu Jie replied with a straight face.

Gao Zimo: ...

Wu Jie sighed, and said seriously: "You and I have different identities after all. Besides, Lord De will return soon, and I can follow him back to East Vietnam."

A trace of disappointment flashed in Gao Zimo's eyes.

Seeing his figure disappear at the end of the corridor, Wu Jie sighed softly.

She could vaguely feel that the young man had a different kind of affection for her. These days, he was meticulous and considerate. It would be a lie to say that he was not moved, but she had no other intentions for him, and now she knew his identity. Empress Gao's younger brother...

The corner of Wu Jie's mouth twitched, let's forget it!

After leaving the mansion, Gao Zimo couldn't help but turned his head again, looking at the closed door, his heart was full of disappointment.

Beside him, Bai Lin said in a low voice, "Why is your son so humble, you are just a maid. It took you a whole day to buy that bowl of glutinous rice balls before."

Gao Zimo's expression turned cold: "Shut up, Miss Zifen has saved my life."

Bai Lin stopped talking embarrassingly, but couldn't help muttering: "Just ask Prince De for it."

In today's aristocratic circles, giving maids to each other is a common thing, and it is also an elegant thing to communicate with.

Gao Zimo paused, and looked at his confidant coldly: "If you say such things again, let's go to the border and build the wall together." Although he is young, he has also started to lead troops in the military camp, and his dignity has gradually grown.

Under the cold gaze, Bai Lin finally didn't dare to speak.

*****

After going through tonight, Wu Jie thought that she would not see Gao Zimo coming to her door for a short time, but unexpectedly, she saw that handsome and tall figure the next day.

Looking at the person who appeared at the door, she was a little surprised and a little embarrassed.

Gao Zimo didn't seem to feel her resistance at all, and said with a smile: "Today there is a banquet in Prince Fu's mansion to entertain all the envoys and officials. I have also received the invitation, Miss Zihui, don't you want to meet Prince De? How about Here we go."

She really couldn't refuse this reason! She has also wasted several days in the mansion, and she has become more and more anxious because she has not seen her father for a long time.

Putting on the veiled hat, Wu Jie pretended to be a maid, and followed Gao Zimo out the door.