The king of Nanjiang had already painted more than half of this painting, and now it was only two quarters of an hour to finish it completely, he took the pen in his hand and beckoned to Gu Ange, "Ange, come and take a look, see how your uncle painted?" Like not? ”

Hearing the title of An Ge, Gu Ange instantly understood, stood in place and pursed his lips, and finally didn't say anything, walked over, stood beside the king of Southern Xinjiang, and looked down at the painting on the desk, which painted a young girl, who could still be seen from her eyebrows and eyes It was her mother, fifteen or sixteen years old, holding a shuttlecock in her hand, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and her smile was extraordinarily bright.

After watching it for a long time, Gu Ange smiled bitterly, shook his head a little helplessly, and still told the truth, "Actually, I don't remember very well." "This is the truth, when Qinghe died, she was only about five years old, a five-year-old child, how could she remember so many things, at least, for Gu Ange, Qinghe's appearance was only a vague shadow.

The king of Nanjiang nodded understandingly, and didn't care too much about it, and said to Gu Ange: "You go and help me get a picture scroll, I'll frame this painting and hang it, it's in the cabinet over there." ”

Gu Ange obeyed, holding the little fox and opening the cabinet over there with one hand, and sure enough, he saw a lot of picture scrolls inside, some big and some small, he looked at it casually, took a suitable picture scroll from it and walked back to the side of the king of Southern Xinjiang, and asked, "Is this okay?" ”

The king of Nanjiang took it, looked at it twice, nodded and said, "Yes." ”

Then, Gu Ange watched the king of Southern Xinjiang frame the painting he had just painted very skillfully, and chose an empty place to hang it on the wall full of various picture scrolls.

After hanging up, he took a few steps back, looked left and right, nodded, felt very satisfied, and then turned around and greeted Gu Ange, "Come and sit." After speaking, he also found a place to sit down at random.

Gu Ange obediently found a place opposite him and sat down, waiting for his next words.

"These paintings are all painted by me on your mother's birthday every year, one every year, and before you know it, they are all hung in the whole room... In the past, your mother liked to see me draw a picture for her, and I would draw one for her every birthday, but unfortunately she disappeared later..."The king of Nanjiang said babblingly.

Gu Ange didn't interrupt him, and listened quietly on the side.

After a long time, the king of Nanjiang stopped, "What you did in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, my uncle knows about it, and I have worked hard for you." ”

Gu Ange smiled lightly, "She is my mother." The implication was that this was what she was supposed to do.

The King of Southern Xinjiang looked at Gu Ange with a smile, "Don't you want to ask me how much I know?" ”

"Since the king of Southern Xinjiang dares to call me Ange, then I think I know everything I should know, and the younger generation doesn't have to ask." Gu Ange's tone was still polite and detached.

seemed to be a little dissatisfied with Gu Ange's polite detachment, and the king of Nanjiang glared at her with disgust, "Speaking of which, I haven't heard you call your uncle for so long?" ”

Gu Ange was silent for a while, thought about it, and still called his uncle.

Hearing her call, the king of Nanjiang eased the expression on his face, "All these years, it's my uncle who is sorry for you." In the future, you will stay in southern Xinjiang, and your uncle will take good care of you. ”

"No, thank you uncle for your kindness, but I still want to go back to Dongzhou." Gu Ange shook his head and refused.

"For the sake of Mo Wuxian?" The king of southern Xinjiang understood, "He is now the new emperor of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, if you follow him, you may not be able to have a good life, although you are his nominal princess, but in the end, few people know, you might as well go back to southern Xinjiang, be a leisurely and chic prince, and your uncle will find you a good man." ”

Gu Ange was a little embarrassed, but still insisted, "I believe him." ”

"You believe him? You still haven't figured out the middle layer of window paper. The king of Nanjiang smiled, his eyes full of disapproval. Mo Wuxian is a person, he still knows a little, needless to say, the key is not to compromise the means, as a king he appreciates, but if it is as a nephew and son-in-law, he can't let go of his heart, it is better to take advantage of the fact that no one has yet to find out, and withdraw as soon as possible.

"Thank you uncle, but my affairs, I have my own measure, I received my uncle's wishes, but I still believe in him." Gu Ange still insisted.

Seeing Gu Ange's gentle but stubborn eyes, the king of Nanjiang knew that he couldn't change his mind, so he had to give up, "Forget it, you have your own ideas, and your uncle depends on you, but if you suffer any grievances in the future, don't blame your uncle for trouble." ”

Knowing that this person is really good to himself, his heart is slightly warm, "Yes, An Ge knows, if he is wronged in the future, let alone an uncle, even I myself will not let him go." ”

"Well, okay, you're tired from the road, I won't disturb your rest, this will be yours in the future, before, this is your mother's boudoir, and I will pick you up at night." The king of Nanjiang got up, and suddenly felt a little melancholy, if Qinghe gave birth to children in front of his eyes, how good it would be.

"You don't need to catch the wind, it's too loud." Gu Ange was a little hesitant.

"That's not what I said, don't forget, you still have the identity of an envoy of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty." Gu Ange naturally can't come over openly under the banner of coming to Southern Xinjiang to recognize his relatives, so it is inevitable to leave a handle for the people below, and it will be very troublesome after going back in the future, this Southern Xinjiang King's birthday is a good reason, although the King of Southern Xinjiang is unwilling to make a big difference, but other countries are willing to send individuals over to congratulate and congratulate, and others can't find any reason. There are many things, as long as they are not put on the table, even if everyone knows about them, then they have to pretend not to know.

"This, okay." Gu Ange thought about it and felt that what the King of Southern Xinjiang said was right, so he had to nod.

Probably seeing that Gu Ange didn't like this kind of occasion, the king of Nanjiang said again: "Don't worry, just call some people close to you to have a meal, just mean it." ”

Gu Ange breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.

"Then you can rest, I'll go first." The king of southern Xinjiang gently patted Gu Ange's shoulder and left with a smile.

After the king of southern Xinjiang left, Gu Ange stared at the paintings in the small room for a long time, and then casually put the little fox in his arms on the table, took the pen and ink on the side and began to write to Mo Wuxian to report his safety. After writing it, he called the secret guard who was guarding outside to send the letter back, then got up and took off his robe and lay on the bed to take a nap.

"Master, the king of southern Xinjiang invites you to come over." In a haze, Gu Ange heard Luan Ge calling her, opened her eyes in a daze, and saw Luan Ge standing by the bed with a basin of water.

Gu Ange sat up with a wooden face, his eyes frozen there for a while.

Luan Ge knew that she was already awake, but she was just coming back to her senses, so she went to the side to clean up.

After a while, Luan Ge heard the sound of squirming out of bed behind her, and knew that Gu Ange had already returned to her soul, so she walked over with her robe.

Gu Ange took the robe, put it on quickly, washed up casually, tidied up his appearance a little, and then picked up the little fox and followed Luan Ge out.

"Where do you live? What about the others? On the way to the banquet, Gu Ange asked as if he remembered something.

Luan Ge replied with a smile, "The subordinates are in the room next to the master, and as for those guards, they have been placed in the post house, so don't worry, the master." ”

Gu Ange nodded, indicating that he knew.

As soon as this question was answered, the two came to the venue of the banquet.

The people of southern Xinjiang are free and easy, if it is a banquet attended by only close people, then there are not so many rules, randomly find a spacious place to put some wine and food, some men and women chat around in twos and threes, it looks much more comfortable than other countries.

The king of southern Xinjiang is indeed the same as what he said to Gu Ange, this reception banquet only called a few close henchmen to accompany him, all of them were young people, and the atmosphere was quite hot.

"Sanskrit, come here." At this time, An Liujiang, who was talking to a handsome man, saw Gu Ange who came over, beckoned to her happily, and shouted.

Gu Ange also noticed him, smiled, and walked towards him.

"The Crown Prince." glanced at the man standing next to An Liujiang, thought about it, and said.

Hearing this, An Liujiang was a little unhappy, so he pulled the person to his side, and said with a serious face: "Call brother." ”

Gu Ange was silent for a moment, but still shouted obediently: "Brother." ”

An Liujiang nodded with satisfaction, and said to the two: "I will introduce you, this is my brother, Yue Zhi, the young patriarch of the Yue clan." This is my brother, Nalan Sanskrit. ”

The Yue clan is a big clan in southern Xinjiang, and their power is not bad, Gu Ange has dealt with the Yue clan before.

"Patriarch of the moon." Gu Ange nodded at Yuezhi and greeted politely.

I had only heard Gu Ange's name this month, and I also returned the salute politely, "Master Fanyin." ”

"This is the princess's son?" At this time, a few more people surrounded him, looking at Gu Ange curiously, without the slightest malice in their eyes.

"Yes, my brother, what's the matter, isn't it good-looking?" An Liujiang was like showing off his baby in front of this group of young people, smiling toothless, and it could be seen that they had a good relationship.

"Yes, yes, better looking than you, and better than you." One of them replied with a smirk.

An Liujiang didn't care, "You are all elder brothers, and you don't know how to prepare a meeting gift when you see your younger brother?" After speaking, he introduced Gu Ange one by one.

Gu Ange listened, thinking silently in his heart, these are indeed the top group of people in Southern Xinjiang, and then greeted them obediently, especially against the backdrop of the little fox in his arms, he looked extremely well-behaved and harmless, and he couldn't tell that he was the kind of person who took people's lives without seeing blood.

"I still need you to say that your brother is our younger brother, and he has already prepared the gift." Another said, pulling something out of his bosom as he spoke.

Seeing this, others also took action.

Because Gu An's singer was holding a little fox and didn't take it, the group of people stuffed the gifts into the Luan singer who followed Gu Ange.

Looking at this group of enthusiastic men, Gu Ange looked at An Liujiang.

An Liujiang nodded at her and asked her to take it.

Gu Ange relieved his heart and said, "Thank you, big brothers." ”

However, Luan Ge, who was about to be submerged by gifts, was a little resentful, the people of southern Xinjiang were too enthusiastic, and they really couldn't resist it. The little guard who followed An Liujiang saw that Luan Ge really couldn't take it, and after thinking about it, he still turned out to be a few of them, rescued Luan Ge, and got her an unnatural little face, and then his face turned red with anger, and Luan Ge was stunned for a moment.

"Be polite to them, go, drink." An Liujiang said with a smile.

Looking at the faces in front of him full of pure smiles, Gu Ange suddenly surged with pride, "Go." ”

So a group of people hooked up their shoulders and ran to drink, and simply An Liujiang was a calf protector, and Gu Ange was well protected, so that this group of people did not get a piece of their sleeves.

Gu Ange's amount of alcohol is not good, and after drinking a few glasses, he watched others drink on the side, and by the way, he also looked a little bit lively and didn't think it was a big deal, and kept applauding and cheering.

This group of people was probably determined to get An Liujiang drunk, and a group of people singled him out, during which the king of Nanjiang also came to take a look, told them not to make too much trouble, and left.

And although this group of people promised again and again, but their subordinates did not have the slightest softness, they had to be filled, and after a while, there were several empty bottles piled up at their feet, and Gu Ange, who was watching, couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and bowed a tear of sympathy for his cousin in his heart.

An Liujiang's amount of wine is also considered to be one top and one is good, but no matter how good it is, it can't stand this group of people tossing like this, before the wine has passed the third round, An Liujiang is already lying on the table unconscious, and then the group of people who poured him are squatting on the side and are already laughing crazy, among which the leader is actually the young patriarch of the Yue clan who she just felt very shy, and he is the one who is the most ruthless and laughs the most.

Looking at the proficiency of this group of people, Gu Ange knew that this was definitely not the first time.

Probably afraid that he would expose his true nature too much and scare the new little brother, Yue had no choice but to reluctantly restrain himself a little, and said, "That Sanskrit brother, you just get used to it, just get used to it." ”

Gu Ange nodded with a smile, although the smile was reserved, but Yue could only feel that this Fanyin Gongzi was in a good mood, so he put his mind at ease and continued to toss the drunken An Liujiang.

The final result of the toss was that Gu Ange and them drew several little turtles on An Liujiang's face, and then laughed crazy together, and I don't know if An Liujiang would go crazy when he woke up the next day.

Looking at Gu Ange, who was rare to have such a childlike heart, Luan Ge, who was standing on the side and watching, also had a little more smile in his eyes.

And the end of this banquet was signaled that the king of southern Xinjiang also drew a little turtle on An Liujiang's face, looking at An Liujiang who was carried back to his residence, Gu Ange's eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and she suddenly understood why Southern Xinjiang was so harmonious.

After saying a few more words to the king of Southern Xinjiang, Gu Ange also took Luan Ge back to rest.

Such a pleasant and dog-jumping day passed for several days. Until one day, Gu Ange was shopping alone in Wangcheng with his little fox in his arms.

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