Even if Yu Xiaoxiao was dumbfounded, the expression on her face still didn't change much, and she looked at Xianzong with a wooden face. This father wants to send his son who is not yet one year old to be a proton, is it really a root grass for a child without a mother? She said two days ago that this person would not be so non-personnel, it seems that she is still wrong, this faint gentleman may never be involved in personnel.

Xianzong resisted the indifferent gaze of his daughter, and stubbornly said to Yu Xiaoxin: "Zhuri is the kingdom of God, your brother will live better in the past than in our Fengtian, Linglong, father, father will not harm your brother." ”

"Holy!"

"Do you think I'm retarded?"

Gu Xinglang and Yu Xiaoxiao opened their mouths and yelled at Xianzong at the same time, Gu Xinglang's bloodless face was blue due to illness, how could the king of a dignified country say such words after being willing to be a man? Gu Xinglang was so angry that his body trembled slightly. Yu Xiaoxiao was also angry, did this faint gentleman bully her for not reading much and treat her as a fool?

Xianzong was yelled at by the little couple and moved his buttocks on the couch, he was already lacking in confidence, and he was even more restless now, but thinking about Concubine Zhao and Concubine Hua, the seven princes, he can only be sorry for one, keep those six, what can he do? "I have already decided on this matter, you two don't need to say more," Xianzong said to Yu Xiaoxiao and Gu Xinglang, "I am not feeling well, you can retreat." ”

"Holy Lord," Gu Xinglang said, "His Royal Highness is not yet a year old, how can he travel a long way to Zhuri?" ”

Jing Mo glanced at Gu Xinglang, the only thing he could see in Fengtian was that the small country of Fengtian can always produce good generals, but it is a pity that he is not a master, and no matter how good a general is, he can only be a jewel covered with dust. "Gu Yuma, are you worried that I won't be able to take care of the Seventh Prince of your country?" Jing Mo asked Gu Xinglang.

Gu Xinglang glared at Jing Mo, these two had heard of each other's names, and when they saw a real person for the first time today, they both looked at each other unpleasantly.

"Your Royal Highness Princess," Jing Mo's gaze stayed on Gu Xinglang's ankle for a while, then looked at Yu Xiaoxiao, and said, "My prosperity is far from being comparable to Fengtian, and it is not a bad thing for the Seventh Prince to go to my Zhuri." ”

Jing Mo lowered her voice and smiled and talked to Yu Xiaoxiao, this voice was low, like the voice of a man who smoked too many cigarettes, dull and hoarse, but full of temptation, Yu Xiaoxiao cleared her throat, she had to carry it, she liked this voice, but people can't fall in the same pit twice!

Gu Xinglang listened to Jing Mo talking to Yu Xiaoxiao, and suddenly felt uncomfortable in his heart, and reached out and pulled Yu Xiaoxiao's sleeve.

Yu Xiaoxiao looked down at Gu Xinglang, and suddenly remembered that this script had been changed since she was here, and the person who was supposed to be killed by an inch is still alive, so what is impossible for Yuziyi to be this proton for Yuziqing?

Gu Xinglang took his hand back with an embarrassed expression.

Fenghua Xueyue or something has never had a chance with Yu Xiaoxiao, seeing that Gu Xinglang's expression was wrong, Yu Xiaoxiao squatted down and asked Gu Xinglang, "The wound hurts?" ”

"It's okay," Gu Xinglang shook his head.

"Really?"

"I'll find a way when I go back," Gu Xinglang whispered to Yu Xiaoxiao: "You can't make trouble here." ”

"Okay, listen to you," Yu Xiaoxiao nodded, got up and said to the two little eunuchs who carried Gu Xinglang into the room, "Help carry it." ”

The two little eunuchs didn't dare to move, and peeked at Xianzong with their eyes.

"Stand down," Xianzong waved his hand.

Jade took a small step and walked out.

"The minister retreats," Gu Xinglang was still in awe of the emperor, and sat on the chaise longue and bowed to Xianzong.

"Go ahead, treat Linglong well," Xianzong felt uncomfortable and whispered to his son-in-law.

Yu Xiaoxiao went downstairs, walked out of the front yard of the Library, stood down and looked at the small building behind her, and asked Gu Xinglang: "You said that Jing Mo is inside, what can you say to my father?" ”

Gu Xinglang looked at Yu Xiaoxiao worriedly and said, "If we have something to say, let's go back to the house." ”

"Your Royal Highness Princess," just as Yu Xiaoxiao was looking at the three-story Library, a person's voice came from behind her.

Yu Xiaoxiao turned around and saw a bald man standing in front of her.

"Master Guoshi," Gu Xinglang wanted to sit up and salute.

"The horse doesn't have to be polite," the man hurriedly took a few steps forward, pressed his hand lightly on Gu Xinglang's shoulder, and said with a smile: "I heard that the horse's injury is expected to heal, and the poor monk congratulated the horse first." ”

Yu Xiaoxiao looked at the monk in front of her and frowned.

"Princess," Gu Xinglang said, "He is a national teacher." ”

The bald monk in front of him is over thirty years old, and it is not enough to describe the appearance of this person, with a high nose and phoenix eyes, this is a very glamorous man, calm and amorous, these two diametrically opposed temperaments, converge on the body of this Buddha cultivator at the same time, but it does not make people feel abrupt at all. Yu Xiaoxiao knows this, the national teacher Chengguan, another concubine of the cruel empress, Yu Xiaoxiao has always suspected that the empress is trying to find her father's love from this person, otherwise find a handsome uncle to be the concubine, what do you say the Linglong Empress wants?

"Your Royal Highness Princess," the national teacher looked down at his clothes, confirmed that his monk's robe was neat, and then told Yu Xiaoxiao: "The matter of the Seven Princes, the poor monk already knows." ”

Gu Xinglang hurriedly said: "The Holy Lord has already made an order?" ”

The national teacher sighed lightly and nodded.

Gu Xinglang felt a burst of despair in his heart, the holy decree had been issued, was there any room for redemption in this matter?

The national teacher whispered to Yu Xiaoxiao: "Princess, the poor monk thinks that this matter is not necessarily a bad thing. ”

Isn't it a bad thing to be taken hostage from His Royal Highness the Prince? Yu Xiaoxiao scratched her head and walked forward, sure enough, she didn't understand the people of this world.

Chengguan Guoshi patted Gu Xinglang on the shoulder and walked towards the library.

Yu Xiaoxiao went out of the palace with a lawsuit, sat in a carriage with Gu Xinglang, and didn't say a word for a long time.

Gu Xinglang thought about the words of the national teacher again and again, and suddenly whispered to Yu Xiaoxiao: "Princess, the queen mother has gone, the princess's maternal ancestor is far away from the capital, and there is no one in the capital to protect the Seventh Highness, maybe the Seventh Highness will go to the sun, but it can keep the Seventh Highness safe?" ”

Jade novel: "Out of the tiger's den and then into the wolf's den?" If this is a good thing, Concubine Zhao, they can let me brother? ”

"His Royal Highness the Seventh is the prince of the prince," Gu Xinglang nodded with a small sentence.

Jade Novel: "So what? ”

Gu Xinglang had to say again: "The throne." ”

drove the little seven sons away, and the sons of those women could become emperors? Yu Xiaoxiao snorted, it was really sad to not know the future.

"If you don't want to, then we'll find a way," Gu Xinglang saw that Yu Xiaoxiao didn't speak, thinking that Yu Xiaoxiao was at a loss, he reached out and held Yu Xiaoxiao's hand, and said softly.

At this time, the carriage passed in front of a wine shop, and there was a woman's singing voice in the wine shop, Yu Xiaoxiao couldn't understand what the woman was singing, but listened to the sad tune.

Gu Xinglang helped the hairpin on Yu's little head, and when he returned to the door today, his little daughter-in-law was dressed up, but there was no joy on her face, Gu Xinglang felt guilty, as a husband, he couldn't shelter his wife from the wind and rain. After hesitating again and again, Third Young Master Gu stretched out his hand and took Yu Xiaoxiao in his arms, wanting to talk to Yu Xiaoxiao, don't be afraid, you have me, but these words, Third Young Master Gu couldn't say a word.

A word to readers:

The second is more presented, sighing, begging for harvest, begging for rewards, begging for tickets, and all kinds of plum fruits.