"Kuro, it's here!"

The leader of the embroidered messenger was in his thirties, with a slightly dark face, a burly figure, and a pair of eyes as sharp and cold as a falcon.

When he said it, his attitude was quite respectful, but his eyes were still sharp.

He was like a vicious wolf, bloodthirsty and cunning.

Regarding Gu Tingcheng, the Nine Emperor Princes, he still maintained a skeptical attitude.

Ever since he "received" Gu Tingcheng in a small county town dozens of miles away from the capital, he has been tentatively and secretly probing and observing.

Gu Qingcheng instinctively shrank for a moment, as if he was a little afraid of this man who exuded a yin owl aura all over his body.

Her reaction was very normal.

Because not only is she a little prince with amnesia, but also the eldest prince and the second prince who have entered the court and helped Emperor Qing deal with court affairs, they will also be afraid when they see Emperor Qing's eagle dog.

[Stable operation for many years, comparable to the old version of the book-chasing artifact, old bookworms are using.]

"This is Yongxiang, and in the middle of the south side is the Manna Hall, His Majesty's dormitory. Your mother, Concubine Dong Gui, is deeply favored and has been living in the Jiaofang Hall near the Ganlu Palace."

Huo Wuniang returned to Beijing for less than two years, but because of her identity, she often entered the palace to attend banquets.

So, she was quite familiar with these palaces.

She introduced Gu Qingcheng in a low voice, her tone was low and her voice was gentle.

Gu Tingcheng looked left and right, trying to find familiar memories while listening carefully.

"Jiaofang Palace? I—I seem to remember that there was a pomegranate tree in the yard that I planted with my mother."

Suddenly, Gu Tingcheng was awakened by a certain word, and with a dreamy tone, he murmured softly.

The Commander who walked on one side seemed to be in a hurry, but his ears always twitched from time to time.

Especially when Gu Qingcheng mentioned what pomegranate tree, the leader's eyes flashed.

"Donglang!"

The group walked through Yongxiang and came to the "North Garden".

This is a harem in the truest sense of the word.

A stunning woman in the city, her body was weak, but she still held on to meet her.

Her figure was crumbling, and her eyes were fixed on Gu Qingcheng.

It took a while for her to find a hint of familiarity in the young man's unfamiliar expression.

She staggered a few quick steps and pounced directly on Gu Qingcheng.

Gu Qingcheng subconsciously stretched out his hands and firmly held the woman's shoulders, "A-Niang?"

She blurted out tentatively.

"Yes! It's me! I'm A-Niang! I'm your mother!"

Dong Guifei originally had a trace of suspicion, because the young man in front of her became a little unfamiliar.

There is no problem with the appearance, and the temperament is also noble.

However, the former Nine Emperor Princes were proud with a little inferiority.

He is a sensitive and conflicted teenager.

Why is this happening, Dong Guifei knows it -

My mother's experience was not glorious.

In addition, in the harem, their mother and son are all lost.

From the Empress Dowager Yuan to the Empress Yuan, and then to several other high-born concubines, they all despised Dong Guifei's mother and son.

They don't mean it, they even "respect".

However, their eyes with contempt were like knives, deeply stabbing Dong Guifei and the Nine Emperor Princes.

Dong Guifei is okay, although she is a weak woman, she is an adult in the end.

The mind and everything are already mature.

In the face of those strange eyes and sharp words, she can still comfort herself.

The Nine Emperors are different, he grew up in this environment since he was a child.

Obviously from a noble background, he is the son of the emperor.

But because of his embarrassing mother, he seems to be inferior among the princes. ….

has been wrapped in such cold violence for many years, and the temperament of the Nine Emperor Princes will inevitably be affected somewhat.

He is sensitive, he has low self-esteem.

However, the Nine Emperor Princes were not an ordinary child, and although he was in pain, he did not anger his mother, let alone feel sorry for himself.

He worked harder and harder, hoping that through his own ability, his father and the harem could look up to him.

It's a pity that the Nine Emperor Princes are smart enough and hardworking enough.

But he was born prematurely, congenitally deficient, and his health was not very good.

The martial arts of the Qing Dynasty prevailed.

When the eldest prince and the second prince were twelve or thirteen years old, they began to go to the guard and military camps to practice.

They have also been on the battlefield and have made a lot of fame.

As for the Nine Emperor Princes, he is brilliant in writing, but because of his body, he can't fight on the battlefield, so he looks very "mediocre".

Coupled with his young age, Concubine Dong Guifei didn't want him to be in the limelight.

In the past ten years, the presence of the Nine Emperor Princes in the capital has not been strong.

If it weren't for the beginning of this year, he would have taken the initiative to ask

Ying, going to the Feng Dynasty to study, many people almost forgot that the emperor still has such a "beloved son"!

Dong Guifei still remembers that when her son stepped on the horse, he was so wanton and proud.

It seems that the awkward boy who used to be suddenly became flamboyant.

Concubine Dong Guifei was relieved and blamed herself, and her son's back was deeply engraved in her mind.

And at this moment, the young man in front of him and the figure in his memory overlapped - proud and flamboyant!

Under the eyes of the young man, there is no inferiority complex and sensitivity.

Although he was still a little uneasy, it was not because he was timid, but because he had lost his memory.

Even when facing the biological mother, there is a feeling of uncertainty and unreality.

That's great!

Although her son experienced a death catastrophe, he was reborn like a phoenix.

In the past, it was she who was wrong.

She always wants her son to keep a low profile, not to be in the limelight, and not to be a bird.

She, the first favorite concubine of the Qing Dynasty, did not give her son the confidence and publicity she deserved!

The son of a favorite concubine who should be honored, but his heart is so humble.

She was wrong!

She nearly killed her only child.

Fortunately, God had mercy on her and gave her a chance to make up for it.

And what about Jiuro, he also has amnesia!

Haha, amnesia is good!

Forget all the painful past, all the inferiority complex, shame and anger, and the current Jiulang is brand new, like a blank piece of paper.

Concubine Dong Guifei decided, she would tell her son: You are no worse than other princes! You are even more noble than them.

Because, your mother, is the emperor's favorite woman.

You are also the crystallization of "love".

Dong Guifei looked greedily at her son's familiar and unfamiliar appearance, and tears rolled down like pearls with broken threads.

However, this time it was not tears of sorrow, but joy and hope.

"Auntie! Don't cry, Donglang protects you! Donglang will work hard, Donglang will fight—"

Gu Qingcheng looked at Dong Guifei's sickly beautiful face blankly, and his eyes were a little confused.

She seemed to be caught up in some kind of memory again, muttering something out of her mouth.

Dong Guifei's heart seemed to be stabbed again, and she almost couldn't stand up.

Whining!

My son!

It's been a pain for you all these years!

A picture flashed in Dong Guifei's mind: a stubborn young man who was not in good health, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted on practicing martial arts.

Winter and summer, never dare to slack off.

Every time he felt distressed, he would say sensibly: A-Niang, don't worry, Donglang will fight for you.

"No! A-Niang doesn't want you to be angry! A-Niang, as long as you are good!"

What a fight!

It's not at all a question of trying or not trying.

Both their mother and son got into a dead end and gave up their biggest capital.

"You, but my baby and your daddy."

Dong Guifei stretched out her hand to caress her son's face, and told "him" firmly, "You are the Nine Emperor Princes of the Qing Dynasty. Your father is the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, and your mother is Dong Guifei, who favors the harem!"

With such abundant capital, where do we need to "work hard"?

Gu Tingcheng continued to maintain the complex state of the memory of the amnesiac teenager being touched, but he secretly had some doubts in his heart: Hey, Dong Guifei in front of him is not stupid.

How did you ——. before?

Sarina