Chapter 539: Monthly? Too often, how about every year?

Jun Mo's eyebrows and eyes instantly flowed into a spring breeze-like smile, and he looked at King Hui who was already in the carriage over there a little provocatively.

King Hui looked at Gu Qianzhou, his eyes were warm and smiled, "Qianzhou doesn't need to send me, I'll come back tomorrow." ”

Gu Qianzhou nodded, "Okay, goodbye Uncle Yuanshan." ”

King Hui smiled and lowered the curtain.

He is the one who has tomorrow, tomorrow after tomorrow, tomorrow is so much, take your time, don't rush.

Unlike his imperial nephew, he will go to the Northland tomorrow.

It's really refreshing!

Jun Moshen was stabbed hard, thinking that Uncle Huang would come over day by day during this time, his face turned pale.

looked at Gu Qianzhou beside him, holding back the evil fire, and said unhappily, "There are many things going on in Beijing for a few days, and the Hou Mansion had better close the door tightly, and don't let the messy people come to the door every day." ”

Gu Qianzhou nodded, "Don't worry, except for Uncle Yuanshan, no one else has come to the door recently." ”

Jun Mo glanced at her, "Uncle Yuanshan is not someone else?" The heart of defense is indispensable. ”

Gu Qianzhou said speechlessly, "In this way, the prince is also considered someone else." ”

Jun Mo choked.

stared at her and said, "How can this king be considered someone else, this king has been married to you!" ”

Gu Qianzhou hehe, "The prince also said, it was knotted, and it was separated, and two flowers had already bloomed, each with a branch, like a stranger, and they looked at each other in pairs." ”

Jun Mo Shen suddenly choked on a mouthful of old blood.

I was too lazy to talk nonsense with her, and said strongly, "In the future, I will have less contact with Uncle Huang, he will be uneasy and kind." ”

Gu Qianzhou was speechless, "Uncle Huang is not so kind, besides, who am I in contact with, I don't need your approval, right?" ”

Jun Moshen: "......"

Therefore, why did he have to reconcile with her in the first place, dragging her together, whether it was hell or abyss, just break through together, so as not to be angry with this little white-eyed wolf.

Gu Qianzhou didn't know that the man beside him had already suffocated his internal injuries, so he leaned over and said in a low voice, "Don't talk about this nonsense, Xiujing's matter, what is the arrangement of the prince, tell me about it." ”

She had been scratching her heart and lungs for most of the day, and now she had a chance to ask him.

"I don't want to say it."

Jun Mo sank and said angrily.

Gu Qianzhou: "......"

What the hell is wrong with this dog man, how did he eat a stomach full of gunpowder!

I wanted to leave without caring about his dog temper, but after thinking about it, I was still worried about Princess Xiujing.

Holding back his unhappiness, he piled up a flattering smile, and said in a good voice, "What does the prince want to say?" ”

Her voice was soft and glutinous for a moment, and the depressed fire that Jun Mo was holding down dissipated a little.

The two of them stood under the eaves of the porch, the red lantern hanging above their heads, and the gentle light enveloped the two of them, pulling out two faint figures on the ground.

It's like intimacy.

Jun Mo lowered his eyes and looked at her smiling face, and suddenly said in a low voice, "Gu Qianzhou, promise me, write to me on the fifteenth day of every month, promise me, I just want to say." ”

Gu Qian frowned, "Monthly? Too often, how about every year? ”

Jun Mo Shen flicked her small forehead with a long finger, "Write one once a year, and you write a holy decree when you are writing!" One per month, or pull it down. ”

Gu Qianzhou: "......"

"Okay, okay, write every month."

Anyway, she has the final say on what to write, and when the time comes, draw two big turtles and send them over, and he has no choice.

Jun Mo Shen seemed to see through her thoughts, and added warmly, "Each letter must not be less than a thousand words. ”

Gu Qianzhou: "......"

Okay, a thousand of the same words will do! Silly BBBBBB......

Nodding, "Yes." ”

Jun Moshen added again, "Every word can't be the same. ”

Gu Qianzhou: "......"