"Da da da", the carriage drove slowly on the road to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

In the car, Gu Jinxiu remembered Gu Jinli's cold and indifferent face, twisted the handkerchief in her hand vigorously, and said unwillingly: "Mother, do you really want to answer that slut?" ”

The eldest lady Jiang Wanrou was born in the Guogong Mansion, and it is true that as Gu Jinli said, there is no shortage of the 300,000 taels in her private money, but if she wants to bow to Gu Jinli, she will naturally refuse.

But if she didn't send the 300,000 yuan to Gu Jinli, I'm afraid she would really break the net......

A hint of calculation flashed in the eldest lady's eyes, and she sneered: "I'm afraid that she has a life to take it, but she has no life to spend it!" ”

When Gu Jinxiu heard this, she suddenly raised her head, "Mother, what do you mean......"

The eldest lady naturally knew what Gu Jinxiu wanted to say, shook her head, and said meaningfully: "She just got married, if there is any accident, let's not think about your father's good face in this life!" ”

Gu Jinxiu heard the eldest lady mention Prime Minister Gu Huai, bit her lip and said: "I am a good prime minister's concubine, but now I have become the second lady of the concubine, how can I marry King Xuan as a concubine in the future!" ”

Throwing the handkerchief aside, she pouted and said, "Gu Jinli, a dead girl, still wants to blackmail our silver, it's really hateful!" It's all because my father was inappropriate outside and gave birth to such a ......."

"Enough!" The eldest lady's face turned cold, and she frowned and interrupted Gu Jinxiu's chatter, her voice revealing a little displeasure, "Is identity important or life important?" If it weren't for that girl to take the blame for you, you would still be sitting here and having a temper with the eldest lady?! ”

Seeing that the eldest lady was vaguely angry, Gu Jinxiu realized that she seemed to have committed her taboo, and the crazy appearance of Qi Hao who almost killed herself in front of the Manchu Dynasty and the civil and military forces half a month ago came to her mind, and she couldn't help but shrink her neck and whispered: "What my mother taught me is that Jinxiu knows her mistakes." ”

Fortunately, at the time of the incident, he was wearing a veil on his face, otherwise how could he be so easy to fool Qi Hao?

The eldest lady snorted coldly, leaned on the soft collapse behind her and closed her eyes silently.

In the Fuyuan Courtyard, not long after Aiyue and Hexiang saw off the eldest lady and Gu Jinxiu, they ushered in Gonggong Jia in the palace again.

In addition to bringing Wei Liao, the head of the Tai Hospital, from the palace to Gu Jinli, Gonggong Jia also brought many rare medicinal materials as a condolence.

He is a big celebrity around the emperor, and he must come to the palace to represent the emperor's meaning.

A large number of people moved in and out of the Fuyuan Courtyard, and the people of the entire Ning Wangfu instantly understood it.

Qi Hao almost took Gu Jinli's life last night, if the emperor didn't say anything, this would really be the same as Qi Hao, slapping the prime minister's face in disguise......

The night breeze is blowing, and the moon shadow is sufficient.

After Aiyue decocted the medicine, she carefully brought it to Gu Jinli, "Miss, the imperial doctor said that this medicine must be drunk while it is hot." ”

Gu Jinli has been drinking medicine the most since she was a child, but thinking that her body was her own, she sighed helplessly, so she had to nod.

But before her hand touched the medicine bowl, she saw Aiyue's hand suddenly shake, and the medicine bowl exploded directly.

The thick black decoction was steaming, half of it was sprinkled on the brocade quilt in front of Gu Jinli, and half was splashed on the back of her white hand.

Aiyue looked at the scalded blisters, distressed and self-blaming, "Miss, it's all the slaves and maids, it's all the slaves' fault!" ”

Gu Jinli bit her lip and reluctantly comforted: "Aiyue, I'm fine, you ......"

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the ink-colored robe, she turned her head to look out of the door, looked at Qi Hao, whose face was as fierce as a rakshasa, and unconsciously hooked the corners of her lips.

It's just that the smile on his lips is cold and indifferent.