Turning his head, he saw the small half of the big red frosted cover exposed under Gu Yuhe's pillow, and Gu Yuqing's curled eyelashes moved slightly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Since it hurts like this, you don't want to go to the banquet in Duanwang's Mansion tomorrow. Gu Yuqing said as if she was concerned, her eyes looking at Gu Yuhe for a moment.

The heart-rending pain in her abdomen made Gu Yuhe roll all over the bed, but Rao was like this, Gu Yuqing was still keenly aware that at the moment when her words fell, Gu Yuhe, who was rolling, slammed her back, and the rhythm of rolling slowed down.

With a sneer in her heart, Gu Yuqing continued quietly: "Not to mention that you are only ten years old, everyone knows that you are not resistant to heat, even if you don't go, Princess Duan will never bother with you." Tomorrow I will go to Duanwang's Mansion, I will personally go to make amends to Princess Duan, and you can raise it at home with peace of mind. ”

Gu Yuhe endured the strangulation-like pain in his abdomen, twisted his face and tugged on Gu Yuqing's sleeve, and said tremblingly: "Sister...... Ah He wants to go, but Ah He can't ...... I can't trouble my sister. ”

What a considerate sister, Gu Yuqing's eyes flashed with cold light, and in an instant, it was calm.

"What's the trouble with this, Princess Duan has always been tolerant and generous, how can she worry about a ten-year-old child with you, you can rest assured. Gu Yuqing patted the back of Gu Yuhe's hand and said carefully.

Gu Yuhe gasped for breath, obviously dying in pain, but he was paranoid and said: "Sister doesn't need to say it anymore, Su Ri can't worry about housework for his sister, Ah He is already uneasy, if he worries his sister in this kind of matter, Ah He really has no face to live." ”

"Besides, the doctor also said, I'm fine, it's just a little cold, just drink some hot water, where can it hurt until tomorrow!"

Gu Yuhe gasped in pain, every word she said, as if she was going to use up all her strength, and as soon as she finished speaking, she immediately hunched over and collapsed there.

Gu Yuqing glanced at her, pretending to be angry and shouted: "Even if it hurts until tomorrow, it must be noisy until midnight, and you can't sleep peacefully all night, how can you go to the banquet again tomorrow, isn't this tossing your body, no!"

After that, Gu Yuqing got up, "Needless to say, just do as I say." He dropped a word and walked away.

Her patience with Gu Yuhe is really limited, even if she pretends to be, she doesn't want to stay in Gu Yuhe's house for another moment.

As soon as he went out, he was greeted by the fresh air with the fragrance of flowers in the early summer night, Gu Yuqing took a long deep breath and felt a lot more comfortable.

At that time, when Kumquat reported that Gu Yuhe received the post alone, Gu Yuqing had doubts in her heart.

Even ordinary celebrities and nobles would not send another copy to Gu Yuhe when they posted to the Hou Mansion of China, let alone Gu Yuhe, let alone the concubine of the dignified palace, how could she do such a thing that damaged her identity.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

Suspicious, Gu Yuqing arranged to put medicine in Gu Yuhe's sweet soup this time to test her.

Originally, there were thousands of ways to test Gu Yuhe, but Gu Yuqing felt that only by letting Gu Yuhe suffer some hardships could the sullenness in her heart dissipate a little.

Sure enough, even if she couldn't even get her breath in pain, she had to insist on going to Duanwangfu.

If it weren't for the fact that there were some important people waiting for her to meet in the Duanwang Mansion, why should it be like this!

The guess in his heart was confirmed, and Gu Yuqing returned all the way back to Tongyuan, and his pace was extremely brisk.

Gu Yuqing fell asleep peacefully, but Dong Xueyi, who was in the Zhenguo Mansion, sat down with a gloomy face under the old lady of the Zhenguo Mansion, bowing her head and lowering her eyes, her eyes full of disgust.

There was a yellow cedar girl kneeling on the ground, who looked quite feminine, but there was a thick vulgar powder that could not be dispersed.

The old lady of the Zhenguo Mansion pointed to the woman on the ground and said to Dong Xueyi: "You are the wife of Brother Zhe'er, how to deal with her, naturally you have the final say." ”

The old lady's voice fell, and Song Zhe, who was sitting opposite Dong Xueyi, immediately lifted a sigh of relief and looked at Dong Xueyi, his eyes full of pleading.

This Huangshan woman's surname is Su Mingwan, and she is the top girl in Kyoto Mingyue Xuan.

Originally, it was common for men from official eunuchs to ask for pleasure, but if the people did not tell them, the officials would not be prosecuted, and a trend had already formed.

But Song Zhe was moved by this Su Wan, and ransomed it for her a few months ago, and she has been kept outside after she died, and she has the right to be the outer room.

I don't know if it was the pus on his mouth that leaked out of his mouth, and the wind reached the old lady's ears, and the old lady immediately ordered her personal grandmother to bring Su Wan back to the house.

At this time, Su Wan knelt on the ground and cried, and from time to time a pair of affectionate eyes quietly glanced at Song Zhe, looking like she wanted to speak and cry with shame, and Song Zhe was distressed when she saw it.

When Dong Xueyi heard this, she didn't look at Song Zhe, and said with a cold face: "If it is an ordinary woman, if you like it, you will come back and be a concubine, I will not say a word." But she is the top brand of Mingyue Xuan, and no one in Kyoto knows anyone, if she is really brought back to the mansion, I am afraid that the lintel of the Zhenguo Mansion will be flooded. ”

The implication is clear.

Song Zhedeng's face sank, but it was not easy to get angry in front of his mother, so Song Zhe had no choice but to say to the old lady: "She is already three months pregnant, how can my mother look at the face of your future grandson." ”

The old lady spat on Song Zhe's face, trembling with anger, "There is no shame, Brother Ting is my serious grandson, she is a prostitute, what pickles, the child in the womb is also worthy of being the grandson of my Zhenguo Mansion!"

In front of Dong Xueyi, Song Zhedeng had no face, and his face was red for a while.

Although she was angry in her heart, the old lady didn't want to be this wicked person in front of her son, and it was too young to send a prostitute, and it was not worth it for the mother and son to be separated.

Thinking about it, the old lady threw the potato into Dong Xueyi's hand again, "You can send it down." ”

Dong Xueyi knew that the old lady was selfish and refused to offend her son, but this wicked person let her do it. It's just that at this time, Dong Xueyi has long been familiar with Song Zheliang, but she is not afraid of being this wicked person.

Raising her eyes to meet Song Zhe's tiger-eyed eyes, she looked like if she dared to move Su Wan in the slightest, she would never spare her, looking at Song Zhe like this, Dong Xueyi's mouth suddenly showed a sneer, and she opened her mouth and said: "Drag it out, kill with a cane!"

A few words, to put it crisply.

The old lady closed her eyes when she heard this, which was considered a tacit acquiescence.

Immediately, a stout mother-in-law came up to drag Su Wan.

Su Wan was so frightened that she knelt and moved to Song Zhe's feet, hugged his legs and cried: "Lord save the concubine!"

Song Zheben was stunned by Dong Xueyi's words, and he didn't come back to his senses until Su Wan asked for his legs, and immediately got up, pointed at the mother-in-law who came up and scolded: "Get out! Who dares to touch her, see whose skin Lao Tzu doesn't pick!"

The old lady's eyelids jumped, and she opened her eyes and looked at Song Zhe, "Rebel, are you going to do the opposite?"

Although she didn't say how to deal with Su Wan directly, in this matter, she also concluded that it would not be up to Song Zhe's temperament.

Song Zhe has always been filial, and he was thunderous a moment ago, but when he talked to the old lady, he lowered his voice, "Mother, my son really loves Awan." ”

When Song Zhe spoke, suddenly the figure outside the curtain flickered, and then there was a sound of "clang" porcelain falling to the ground.

"Who is it?" the old lady couldn't help but frown and look out.