Little bunny? Gu Dashao frowned slightly.

Jiang Xuan said: "The princess didn't feel any joy when she saw His Royal Highness the Seventh, what is going on?" ”

"You all stand down," Gu Xingnuo put the celadon teacup in his hand on the coffee table and whispered.

All the people who were waiting in the side hall hurriedly withdrew.

Jiang Ye and Jiang Xuan looked at the side hall where only the three of them were left in an instant, and their hearts began to get nervous inexplicably.

Gu Xingnuo pointed his fingers on the armrest of the chair and said in a low voice: "It is understandable that the princess is angry. ”

"Yanruo, what do you mean by that?" Jiang Ye asked Gu Xingnuo with a puzzled expression.

Gu Xingnuo smiled and said, "If you bring the troops to King Qin, you will be King Qin, and you will bring the Seven Highnesses with you, what's the matter?" ”

"There is a difficulty in the saint, how can the Seventh Highness be far away in Wuzhou? Even if he is still young, but as a son of man, the Seventh Highness is in a safe corner, doesn't it make people laugh? Jiang Ye said without thinking about it.

Gu Dashao looked at Jiang Sangongzi and said, "I'm afraid that this was already discussed when you left Wuzhou, right?" ”

"What do you mean by that?" Jiang Xuan was still young after all, he couldn't hold his breath, and he was about to get anxious when he heard Gu Xingnuo's words.

"What do you mean?" Gu Xingnuo looked at Jiang Xuan and smiled: "Are you treating everyone else as fools?" How old is the Seventh Highness? Can he go into battle and kill the enemy now? Everyone in the world says that the young son is innocent, who would blame a child for not saving his father? The Holy One is falling to the ground, is there a way for His Highness the Seven Highnesses to lift the Holy One up and fulfill his filial piety? I ask you, what can the Seventh Highness do in the event of a military disaster?! ”

The Jiang family brothers were stunned by Gu Xingnuo again, and scolded them that there must be people from the Jiang family who brought His Royal Highness the Seventh into Beijing, but they didn't expect that the first person to speak would be Gu Xingnuo, who should be in the same camp as them.

"We ......," Jiang Xuan wanted to argue.

Major General Gu patted his armrest and said, "The saint is in the prime of life, what are you anxious about?" Still complain that the princess treats His Royal Highness Seventh badly? ”

Jiang Ye said to his sixth child: "Shut up." ”

"The Holy Lord has just come out of danger," Gu Xingnuo said, "What does your behavior make the Holy Master think?" For the sake of Her Royal Highness the Princess, the Holy One will not treat the Seventh Highness badly, but if you repeatedly chill the Holy One's heart, will you help the Seventh Highness or harm him? ”

Gu Dashao's words were very serious, which Jiang Xuan couldn't accept, but Jiang Ye listened to Gu Dashao's words, if Gu Yan's words were at this time, it was hard to guarantee that it was not what the saint wanted to say to their Jiang family.

"The Holy Lord ordered Jiang Hou to enter Beijing," Gu Xingnuo said coldly: "I think it's better for Jiang Hou not to enter Beijing, and immediately lead his troops back to Wuzhou." ”

Jiang Sangongzi said: "But this is a holy decree." ”

"Last thanksgiving," Gu Dashao said: "It is clear that the Wuzhou military camp cannot be without generals for a day, so Yu Zecheng knelt down to thank the emperor, these words, I believe that the people around Jiang Hou will definitely write." ”

Jiang Sangongzi asked tentatively, "Is this the Holy One?" ”

"Don't guess the holy will," Gu Dashao looked at Jiang Sangongzi and said, "The two good students will take the Seventh Highness back to Wuzhou." ”

"Bring it, bring it back?" Jiang Hyun is about to jump again.

"If you don't bring it back, don't you just make people believe that your Jiang family brought His Royal Highness Seven to Beijing, King Qin is fake, and Conglong is real?" Gu Dashao said coldly.

Jiang Liugongzi gasped.

Gu Dashao picked up the celadon teacup and took a sip of tea, and said: "The princess is angry, at least she and the Seventh Highness can be taken out of this matter, and you don't blame the princess for not being emotional, it is a matter of the saint, and she can't tell you this situation." ”

Jiang Ye said in a deep voice: "Is it just to let His Highness the Seventh stay away from Fengjing all the time?" ”

"With a princess in Beijing, what do you have to worry about?" Gu Xingnuo said: "Can the princess still plan for His Royal Highness the Seventh?" Now although the Zhao father and daughter are in the law, the remnants of the Zhao family are still there, plus the five princes, Fengjing is not a happy land for the Seventh Highness. ”

The Jiang brothers stopped talking.

Gu Da Shao smiled and said again: "If the princess has a second sibling, then you have to worry about His Royal Highness the Seventh." ”

"So," Jiang Xuan said with a tangled face: "The princess is not angry at His Royal Highness Seven, but at our Jiang family?" ”

Gu Dashao asked rhetorically, "Otherwise?" ”

Jiang Xuan ......, if he knew, what else would he ask?

"Young Master," Mama Wang stood in front of the side hall door with Yu Ziyi in her arms at this time.

"Come in," Gu Xingnuo responded.

Mama Wang hugged Yuziyi and walked to Gu Dashao, who was standing up, and whispered, "Young Master, Your Highness the Seventh is asleep." ”

Gu Xingnuo bowed to the sleeping Yuziyi.

Mama Wang hurriedly pulled down the quilt covering Yu Ziyi's face, so that Gu Xingnuo could see Yu Ziyi.

Gu Xingnuo stretched out his hand and pulled up the small quilt that was pulled down by Mama Wang, and said in a low voice: "Mama, you can serve His Royal Highness the Seventh to live in the palace for a few days." ”

Mama Wang looked up at Gu Xingnuo.

Gu Xingnuo looked at Yu Ziyi with a smile on his face, and Mama Wang couldn't see what this person was thinking.

"Yes," Mama Wang replied, "The slave understands." ”

Gu Xingnuo nodded, looked at the Jiang family brothers, and said with a smile: "Come with me, I'll take you two to visit Fengjing City." ”

The Jiang brothers ......, they can't even eat a meal at the princess's place?

"Please," Gu Xingnuo walked out of the side hall, and his ribs began to ache faintly again, but Gu Dashao's steps were still calm.

"Young Master," Mama Wang called out to Gu Xingnuo.

Jiang Ye pulled Jiang Xuan and said to Gu Xingnuo, "Let's go outside and have a look." ”

Gu Xingnuo hugged Jiang Ye with a fist.

When the Jiang brothers walked out of the side hall, Mama Wang said to Gu Dashao: "My princess is ......."

Gu Dashao half raised his hand, asked Mama Wang to stop talking, and said in a low voice: "I don't ask why the princess is angry, I just know that she is just right." ”

Mama Wang was dumbfounded, is her princess still reasonable?

Gu Dashao said: "You enter the palace with His Royal Highness the Seventh, be careful in everything." ”

"Yes," Mama Wang was dumbfounded, but the response was still very fast.

"Don't take His Highness the Seventh to the Holy One," Gu Dashao thought for a while, and then told Mama Wang: "The Seventh Highness is still young now, and he can't do anything, do you know what I mean?" ”

Mama Wang nodded, His Royal Highness the Seventh is now in front of the saint, and he will not compete for favor, in case he is like Fang Cai again, a soak of urine makes the princess angry, what if this one makes the saint angry?

"There is a princess here," Gu Xingnuo looked at Yu Ziyi and said to Mama Wang: "You don't have to worry about the future of His Royal Highness the Seventh, you can rest assured." ”

Mama Wang thought about the old way, and she couldn't feel at ease.

Gu Xingnuo walked towards the side hall.

Outside the hall, seeing Gu Xingnuo coming out, Jiang Ye said, "Shall we leave now?" ”

"Let's go," Gu Dashao said with a smile: "The two of you haven't been to the capital for a long time, I'll take you two to see the new things in the capital." ”

When Yu Xiaoxiao picked the locust flowers again, another thunderbolt fell on her head, the locust flowers were picked back, and the person who made the locust cakes left!

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