Chapter 120: Lord, Is the Palace Beautiful?
Gu San's faintly invisible hooked lips disappeared in an instant, neither admitting nor denying it.
This attitude undoubtedly gave Mu Xianyue a sense of uncertainty.
"Yan'er has a lingering love for the emperor?"
"Loving but not asking for it is the most instructive to hurt people." Gu Sang said ambiguously, with sadness in his voice.
When Mu Xianyue heard this, she straightened her waist and looked at her condescendingly, her cold face was as cold as frost, and she couldn't help but think about another possibility.
If Su Ziyan's path doesn't work, she might as well kill Mu Jiyang directly, and then Su Ruitai's coup d'Γ©tat will be inevitable.
At that moment, there was a thud, and the man in the tub stood up and turned to face him, the maroon petals sliding down the water, and the remaining few were still clinging to the pale pink skin.
Gu Sanning covered two points on his chest with his crossed arms, and the position below his lower abdomen was still soaked in the bucket, two red clouds flew on his charming face, and he lowered his eyes and asked softly: "Brother Xianyue, am I beautiful?" β
Mu Xianyue's calmness was shattered for a moment, and her gaze was forcibly focused on her misty face, like a new flower, beautiful jade, and bright and incoherent face.
In terms of appearance alone, she is indeed very beautiful.
But so what? Bad temperament and debauchery. No matter how beautiful it is, it can't match its vulgar soul.
"Yan'er is the most beautiful woman this king has ever seen."
Gu Sanning covered his mouth and chuckled, "Brother Xianyue can still speak, can Yan'er like Brother Xianyue?" β
Mu Xianyue's face did not change her color, "Yan'er's love is exactly what this king wants." β
Gu Sanning smiled, what he said was sincere, the hard work for two years was just her dead heart, and the play staged today was just a knock on the mountain, let him relax for a few days, and give her room to breathe.
After all, killing her with his current power would be risky to join forces with Su Ruitai to force the palace.
With Mu Xianyue's proud temperament, he will definitely not let himself become an emperor who is subject to others like Mu Jiyang.
What he asks for is bound to be answered and answered.
This is the most appropriate time to make a statement.
The first is to make him think that he has a drama and can take her path to contain Su Ruitai, and the second is to let him know the bottom of his heart and dare not expose his true purpose at an inappropriate time.
In terms of the original plot, there is actually still half a year to go, so there is no need to rush.
But for Gu Saning, the number of times Su Ziyan saw Mu Xianyue in the past six months was only a handful.
She couldn't sit still.
What Gu Sanning has to do is to be anti-guest-oriented, so that Mu Xianyue has a sense of tension, and she will naturally be more diligent when she runs to the Qinxin Palace.
"Brother Xianyue, staring at the concubine so bluntly, so shy-" Gu Sang pinched his throat, learned the voice of the sable cicada of the glory of the king, and deliberately twisted his body, and in an instant, the ** blocked by the cross arm was about to come out.
Mu Xianyue turned her back without thinking about it, and when she realized that this move was too eager, she couldn't help but slow down her voice and instruct, "Yan'er is careful of catching a cold, get dressed first, and this king will wait for you outside." β
"Okay, Brother String Moon." Gu Sanning's voice fell quickly, and when he was sure that the person went out, he quickly turned out of the bath bucket, took the dry cloth towel on the shelf to wipe off the water stains on his body, put on the silk satin to make a silky and close-fitting white underwear, and walked out of the screen.
Mu Xianyue heard the movement, turned around and saw that she was covered with clothes and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and immediately walked up to her, twisting a strand of wet long hair, "Why don't you dry it and come out again." β