Chapter 39: This King Doesn't Hate You
"This king doesn't hate you, perhaps...... You can give it a try. ”
"Try ...... What to try? Gu Panzhi asked in a stunned voice, an ominous premonition struck, and his fingers couldn't help but clench.
"Be the king's woman."
Gu Panzhi stiffened, and only after half a sound did he find his voice, and asked cautiously, "That...... Leave the king, you ...... Got a crush on me? ”
"No, the king's woman only needs to bear birth to me." Xia Jingrong's posture was elegant and calm, and he explained to her patiently, he leaned over slightly, his hair brushed her face, Gu Panzhi blushed and said, "You hate women, we ...... What's that...... Got kids? ”
Poor baby, who was a little flustered by this news, Xia Jingrong straightened up and glanced at her with his residual vision, and said calmly: "This king doesn't hate your touch, so you should have a chance...... Bewitch this king. ”
Damn, there's something wrong with her brain, why did she bewitch him? The psychologically strange human brain circuit is really difficult to understand...... If she hadn't accidentally provoked him, where would she be so cautious? He's a good patient!
"Liwang, you misunderstood, I have absolutely no intention of you, you may not like all kinds of amorous things, why don't you find a beautiful woman to try?" Pan Zhi hurriedly squeezed out a smile and flattered, carefully trying to clear up the relationship between her and him, if the person who set up the game entered the game, how passive should she be?
"No, it's you." Someone has made up her mind, Gu Panzhi can't return to heaven even if she calculates everything, how can she be so careless? I didn't get the benefits when I folded it, but I wanted to put myself in it and give it to a baby with serious cleanliness and misogyny? She still wants to live a few more years......
"If that's the case, then I won't be with you."
"As a woman who has left the king, is Ming Media marrying, or is it ...... Darkness Chencang? Gu Panzhi said ninja.
Xia Jingrong looked at this woman who quickly calmed down, the corners of her mouth curved up, her eyes slid from her face to her neck, and said slowly: "Marry you." ”
Banzhi sneered, want to marry her? It depends on whether he has that ability, she would rather marry Xia Chenye's scumbag than follow him, this person has a dark belly and is powerful and extremely difficult to control, and has a tendency to be violent and cruel, she cherishes her life very much, and has always been respectful of this kind of person.
"Then I'll wait for the eight sedan chairs that leave the king, but the little woman first declares that it is only the best thing to marry back to the house, and I believe that the king will not use any conspiracy."
"Yes, go ahead with your healing." Xia Jingrong said lightly, the warm breath sprayed on her face, her face was slightly hot, and she had whipped him thousands of times in her heart, and she had to pretend to be calm and clear on her face, after all, if you lose, you don't lose the battle, the confrontation between the two has just begun, this time she was negligent in her precautions, and she may not lose next time.
"Okay."
When the ghost sent Gu Panzhi back to the room, the sky was already slightly bright, and the ghost turned around to leave, Gu Panzhi suddenly stopped him, and said with a light smile: "Wooden man, can I trouble you with something?" It's about the prince. ”
The ghost looked at her warily, the woman ...... In fact, it's quite tough, and it's also very annoying, otherwise why would he always have the urge to dig a pit and bury her?
"You'd better find a few beauty paintings for your prince, the kind that is not explicit and exquisite, which will help channel his psychology and secretly put it on the desk."
There are kinds of ghosts
The impulse to support the wall weakly, this woman talks about the beauty painting, her face is calm, and the painting style is exquisite? Is this what the woman in the boudoir said? Is this still a woman? The ghost was anxious to run away, and heard her say again: "Actually, you can also find a few pictures of men and women, I always suspect that your master ......"
There was a snap...... The ghost figure that swept out of the wall fell into the grass, and then ran away like a wolf, Gu Panzhi smiled sinisterly, who told the wooden man to always point to her acupoint to carry her, hum, women hold grudges very much.
The body fell on the bed, the futon was rolled, and the beating heart calmed down, although it was said that a wolf was provoked, but his life was finally saved, Xia Jingrong's belly was very strong, he said to marry, then he really moved the mind of marrying her, she had to think about the countermeasures, maybe ...... The Sage of the Mother of the Nation...... Can this head be put to good use?
Saying that one day, the ghost shadow finally couldn't hold back, and found a few beautiful paintings with exquisite brushwork and beautiful painting style, and put them on Xia Jingrong's bookcase, and there was a picture of a man and a man inside, hiding in the dark and looking at his master in horror, I saw that when he flipped through the ancient books, he finally saw it, picked it up and flipped through a few pages, and his face was ...... Cold? Suddenly, his eyes became gloomy and deep, and with a stroke of his hand, he picked up the book called 'Yulang'.
He smiled, but the smile made him creepy, and he saw the picture book annihilated into pieces in his hand, and the ghost's heart chuckled a few times, and then ...... The rest of the picture books were sandwiched in ancient books, and occasionally he flipped through them several times, and the ghosts were ...... After being thrown into the Xiang Mansion and being provoked by men, he saw that the man was changed and would prepare
dug Gu Panzhi's pit a few feet deeper.
Three days later, Gu Panzhi's illness gradually improved, he didn't show a point in front of people, and the rough mother-in-law in the courtyard was never allowed to enter the room, and the decoction was taken over by Red Sleeves alone, and even Mo Xiang was not qualified to serve in the inner room, and it was rumored that she was terminally ill and stepped into the ghost gate.
In the middle of the night, a figure sneaked into her room quietly, Gu Panzhi had already been alert to the very shallow sleep, and when the person got close, there was no figure of her in the bedding, and the person turned around in surprise, but his back was cold!
"Who are you and what do you want to do?"
"I ...... I am...... Mama Zhao, Miss, I'm coming to see you. She bowed slightly, in the dark, her voice trembled uncontrollably, Gu Panzhi's knife was getting closer and closer, and asked sharply: "Sneaked into my room in the middle of the night, what do you want to do!" ”
"I ...... I'm just coming to see Miss. She said with difficulty, her tone was choked and her emotions were quite excited, Gu Panzhi was suspicious, raised her eyebrows and said, "The Ruan family sent you?" ”
"No, Mademoiselle may not recognize me, I have served Madame."
"My mother?"
"Yes, Miss, I'm Mama Zhao." She raised her head, her face that had been devastated by the wind and frost could barely be seen clearly, her eyes were filled with tears, Gu Pan was stunned, and asked coldly.
"Have you served my mother? In that case, why did you leave the house? Why are you coming back now? ”
Mother Zhao knew that she didn't believe herself, so she hurriedly explained: "When Mrs. gave birth to Miss, it was very dangerous, the old slave had been waiting by the bedside, and soon after giving birth to Miss, Mrs. died, and the old slave and some maids in the house were driven out, and the old slave was here."
When I came back again, because I owed my wife a favor, I didn't want her to still shout injustice and humiliation under Jiuquan, miss, Mrs., she was killed! ”
"What's going on? Make it clear! ”
"After Mrs. gave birth to Miss, she was infected with the wind and cold, and her body became weaker and weaker, and the old slave thought that Mrs. was sick and died, but now seeing Miss like this, the old slave remembered that Mrs. was like Miss before she died! How can the disease of wind chill be so severe? This is poisoned! She gritted her teeth, the emotions on her face were intertwined with anger and sadness, this emotion was too strong to seem to be fake, Gu Panzhi's face was slightly softened, and he said in a deep voice: "How can I believe you?" ”
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