Su Qingmu grabbed his hair, Lord Shizi, your eyes are all looking through the autumn water, and a fool can't see it.

He can't even tell the truth.

"Yes, yes, you think the tea in this teahouse is delicious—not because of Miss Fu."

However, in this case, there is a feeling that there is no silver three hundred taels here.

Several people at the adjacent table laughed when they heard this, and discussed unscrupulously, "If you don't say anything, you will cherish what you can't get."

How long has the prince and Miss Fu been separated from each other, and it has been so ugly, and now, the prince is in love again! ”

"Hehe, Li Er, what you said is wrong, you want to say, this world, at the beginning, I had a soft spot for Su Guifei, and now Su Guifei has died of incense, which girl in Chang'an City has Miss Fu.

is his own wife again, and he gave birth to a child for himself, how can the prince not eat the grass. “

Those people laughed more and more rampantly, and even deliberately raised their eyebrows at Gu Lingchen, as if they were provoking.

Their conversation was very loud, and it was intentional for Gu Lingchen to hear it.

Gu Lingchen naturally heard it, he leaned back for a long time, his fingers tapped the tea cup again and again, and there was an awe-inspiring aura in his sword eyebrows.

But instead of taking his threat seriously, those men intensified it.

"It seems that the prince of the middle world is thinking, but it's a pity, Miss Fu is not a bully, Xuanping Hou, that is a deep hatred for this former son-in-law.

I don't think it's a joke. ”

"But—if Miss Fu has no affection for the prince, how could she give birth to the child?"

"You don't know this, I heard others say that the prince and Miss Fu are playing their own games, and that Miss Fu Ying of the Xuanping Marquis Mansion is not the daughter of the prince at all.

It was born to Miss Fu and another man. “

"Ah, why hasn't Fu Ying's biological father ever appeared?"

Before they could talk any more nonsense, a cup of hot tea had already flown over, and a lot of water droplets splashed out, scalding the back of their hands.

And the teacup landed on the table steadily, which shows that the skill is profound.

When they were about to say something, the tall figure instantly enveloped them, Gu Lingchen played with the folding fan in his hand, his thin lips pursed with coldness, "I don't know this world, and now I dare to have dogs talking about Gu Wangfu and Xuanping Houfu indiscriminately."

Holy. ”

Those few people are also gentlemen, basically these people belong to the character of cannonballs, the kind that is just a little bit, they are all scolded as dogs in a grand manner, how can they not be angry.

"Heh—if you don't want people to talk about it, don't do these shameful things."

"Gu Lingchen, don't you have a father who is the prince—if you don't have your father, you are not as good as us."

The sound of chattering almost hurt Gu Lingchen's eardrums, Gu Lingchen lifted the corner of his robe, raised his foot and kicked their table away.

Those people were unexpected, and almost fell to the ground one by one, but when they stabilized their steps, they immediately tugged at their clothes to keep their well-dressed image.

"Oh—not only your father, but even your ancestors don't have a name that can be known to this son."

bluntly said that they are small households.

But that's just the way it is.

They are narrow-minded, knowing that Gu Lingchen can't be provoked, but they are still cheap-mouthed, just because they are very jealous.

bumped into Gu Lingchen, and Gu Lingchen was unhappy in his heart.

As the saying goes, if you don't die, you won't die.