Chapter 8: Loyal Martyrs (2)

Gu Qingxuan knew that she could only ask His Royal Highness the King of Chu to save her Gu family before the third brother returned to Beijing, otherwise it would be too late when the third brother returned to Beijing.

Gu Qingxuan stumbled out of bed, "Hongling, help me comb my hair, I'm going to see His Highness, only His Highness can save my brother and save my Gu family." ”

The mighty general Gu family has been a general for generations, and this time the Gu family army was trapped in Jinzhou City, lost the city, and lost 100,000 troops. The Gu family's guilt is hard to escape, and the third brother will go to prison once he returns to the capital. Gu Qingxuan originally thought that she would be able to stop this matter, and she also wrote a letter to her father and brother, but she didn't expect that instead of being able to stop it, she would happen in advance.

Gu Qingxuan went to the study of His Royal Highness the King of Chu with the support of Hongling.

"Your Highness, please, please save my Gu family." Gu Qingxuan knelt on the ground and bowed her head and pleaded.

The person in front of him is the youngest brother of His Majesty today, who was raised by His Majesty and the Empress since he was a child. In the court, even His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had to give three points to His Royal Highness the King of Chu in front of him. As long as he opens his mouth to say a word, as long as he is willing to help the Gu family, the mighty general's mansion will not fall.

His Royal Highness the King of Chu put down the pen in his hand, raised his eyes to look at her, and said lightly, "Get up." He spoke lightly, and the noble aura on his body was fully revealed.

Gu Qingxuan stood up with Hongling's support. She was a little unsteady on her feet, and her whole body was leaning on Hongling's body.

His Royal Highness the King of Chu frowned mightily, and his eyes were a little more complicated when he looked at her. He had never seen such a woman, that day in Fahua Temple, she was frivolous to the extreme, but now she is so stubborn and persistent for the sake of her family. He sighed softly, "Sit down." ”

"Your Highness, as long as you are willing to come to the rescue, the courtiers are willing to serve Your Highness as slaves and maids for the rest of your life." Gu Qingxuan had no other bargaining chips, except for herself, she had nothing to give to the man in front of her. Asking for someone is not just a casual request.

His Royal Highness the King of Chu's elegant face was slightly stunned, and the woman in front of her begged for help, but the arrogance in her eyes could not be concealed no matter what. He suddenly evoked a light smile, which was fleeting and touching, and he said in a low voice, "I don't lack people." "He really can't see through her anymore.

Gu Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, and her tears fell involuntarily. Thinking that his brother would be imprisoned as soon as he returned to Beijing, Gu's family was full, those who were assigned were assigned, and those who were sold were sold. She cried even more pitifully when she thought of the pain she had experienced in her previous life.

His Royal Highness the King of Chu's cold eyes fell on her, frowning slightly, after a long time, after all, he couldn't bear it, and his thin lips spit out two words coldly, "Don't cry." "He is handsome and intimidating.

Gu Qingxuan didn't stop crying, but cried even more miserably than before.

Mo Yi lowered his head and exclaimed, this time the master really has no choice.

His Royal Highness the King of Chu wrinkled his eyebrows, stood up, slowly walked in front of her, stretched out his hand and handed a white handkerchief to Gu Qingxuan's eyes, "If you don't cry, this king promised to save your brother." His voice remained aloof and detached.

Gu Qingxuan looked up at him in disbelief, only to see him with a jade crown and hair, and white clothes like a fairy. Even if her eyes were blurred, she knew that His Royal Highness the King of Chu was really good-looking. She took the handkerchief he handed her and wiped her tears.