Heroic Wife Reborn

Chapter 39: 39 National Teacher Chengguan

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Even if Yu Xiaoxiao was dumbfounded, the expression on her face did not change much, and she looked at Xianzong with a blank face. This father wants to send his son who is not yet one year old as a proton. Is a child without a mother really a grass? She said two days ago that this person would not be so reckless, it seems that she was still wrong, this ignorant gentleman may have never been a person.

Xianzong faced his daughter's indifferent eyes, and he said to Yu Xiao: "Zhuri is a kingdom, your brother will have a better life in the past than in our Fengtian, Linglong, your father, your father will not harm your brother. ."

"Holy!"

"Do you think I'm mentally retarded?"

Gu Xinglang and Yu Xiaoxiao roared at Xianzong at the same time. Gu Xinglang's face lacked blood due to illness, and now it has turned blue. Gu Xinglang was so angry that his body trembled slightly. Yu Xiaoxiao was also angry, did this drowsy lord bully her for not studying enough and deceive her as a fool

Xianzong was roared by the young couple and moved his ass on the couch. He was not confident enough, and now he is even more restless, but thinking about what Concubine Zhao and Concubine Hua said, he can only be sorry for one of the seven princes. , to keep those six, what can he do? "I have decided on this matter, you two don't need to say more," Xianzong said to Yu Xiaoxiao and Gu Xinglang, "I am not feeling well, you all quit."

"Your Majesty," Gu Xinglang said, "His Seventh Highness is not yet one year old, how can he travel long distances to Zhuri?"

Jing Mo glanced at Gu Xinglang, and the only thing that made him admire Fengtian was that Fengtian, a small country, could always produce good generals, but it was a pity that he didn't have a bright master, and no matter how good a general was, he could only be dusted with jewels. "Consort Gu is worried that I won't be able to take care of your country's seventh prince?" Jing Mo asked Gu Xinglang.

Gu Xinglang glared at Jing Mo. Both of them had heard of each other's names. The first time they saw the real person today, they both disliked each other.

"His Royal Highness," Jing Mo's gaze stayed on Gu Xinglang's ankle for a while longer, then looked at Yu Xiaoxiao, and said, "I am far more prosperous than Fengtian, and it is not a bad thing for the seventh prince to go to me to kill the sun. ."

Jing Mo lowered his voice and smiled and talked to Yu Xiao. The voice was low, like the voice of a man who smoked a lot of cigarettes. She likes it, but you can't fall into the same pit twice!

Gu Xinglang suddenly felt uncomfortable when he heard Jing Mo and Yu Xiao's words, and stretched out his hand to pull Yu Xiao Xiao's sleeve.

Yu Xiaoxiao looked down at Gu Xinglang, and suddenly remembered that the script had been changed from her own beginning. The person who was supposed to be killed by an inch is still alive, so Yu Ziyi will be the proton for Yu Ziqing, and there is another What is impossible

Gu Xinglang put his hand back in embarrassment.

Fenghuaxueyue or something has never been related to Yu Xiaoxiao. Seeing that Gu Xinglang's expression was wrong, Yu Xiaoxiao squatted down and asked Gu Xinglang, "Does the wound hurt?"

"It's okay," Gu Xinglang shook his head.

"real?"

"I'll find a way after I go back," Gu Xinglang whispered to Yu Xiaoxiao, "I can't make trouble here."

"Okay, listen to you," Yu Xiaoxiao nodded, got up and said to the two little eunuchs who carried Gu Xinglang into the room, "Help me carry it."

The two little eunuchs didn't dare to move, and peeked at Xianzong.

"Go back," Xianzong waved his hand.

Yu Xiaoxiao took a step and walked out.

"I retire," Gu Xinglang, still in awe of the emperor, sat on the reclining chair and bowed to Xianzong.

"Go, treat Linglong well," Xianzong said in a low voice to his son-in-law.

Yu Xiaoxiao went downstairs, walked out of the front yard of the bookstore, stood down and looked at the small building behind her, and asked Gu Xinglang, "You said that Jing Mo is inside, what can you say to my royal father?"

Gu Xinglang looked at Yu Xiaoxiao worriedly: "If we have something to say, let's go back to the manor."

"His Royal Highness," just as Yu Xiaoxiao looked at the three-story Lanshu Pavilion, another voice came from behind.

Yu Xiaoxiao turned around and saw a bald man standing in front of her.

"Master Guo Shi," Gu Xinglang wanted to sit up and salute.

"The concubine doesn't need to be too polite," the man hurriedly took a few steps forward, pressed his hand lightly on Gu Xinglang's shoulder, and said with a smile, "I heard that the concubine's injury is expected to heal, and the poor monk first congratulates the concubine."

Yu Xiaoxiao frowned at the monk in front of her.

"Princess," Gu Xinglang said, "he is the national teacher."

The bald-headed monk in front of him is over thirty years old. Saying that he has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes is not enough to describe his appearance. He has a high nose and phoenix eyes. On a human body, it doesn't feel awkward at all. Yu Xiaoxiao knew this, the national teacher Chengguan, another concubine of the cruel empress, Yu Xiaoxiao always suspected that the empress wanted to find fatherly love from this person, otherwise she would find a handsome uncle to be her concubine, what do you think of the exquisite empress?

"His Royal Highness," the national teacher was looked down upon by Yu Xiaoxiao, looked down at his clothes, and made sure that his robe was neat, before telling Yu Xiao, "The poor monk already knows about the seventh prince."

Gu Xinglang hurriedly said, "Has the sage already ordered?"

The national teacher sighed lightly and nodded.

Gu Xinglang felt despair in his heart, the imperial decree has been issued, is there any room for recovery

The national teacher and Yu Xiaoxiao whispered: "Princess, this poor monk thinks it may not be a bad thing."

Is it not a bad thing to become a hostage from His Royal Highness? Yu Xiaoxiao scratched her head and walked forward, sure enough, she didn't understand people in this world.

Guo Shi Chengguan patted Gu Xinglang on the shoulder and walked towards the bookstore.

Yu Xiaoxiao left the palace with a lawsuit and sat in a carriage with Gu Xinglang, without saying a word for a long time.

Gu Xinglang thought about the words of the national teacher, and suddenly whispered to Yu Xiaoxiao: "Princess, the empress has gone, the princess' grandfather and the others are far away from the capital, there is no one in the capital to protect the seventh prince, maybe the seventh prince will go down. Punishing the sun, will it be possible to keep the Seventh Highness safe?"

Yu Xiao: "Are you going out of the tiger's den and then into the wolf's den? If this is a good thing, can Concubine Zhao and the others give it to my brother?"

"His Royal Highness is the direct prince," Gu Xinglang ordered Yu Xiaoxiao.

Yu Xiao: "So what?"

Gu Xinglang could only say one more sentence: "The throne."

If the little seven sons are driven away, the sons of those women will be able to become emperors? Yu Xiaoxiao snorted, people who don't know the future are really sad.

"If you don't want to, then we will find a way," Gu Xinglang saw that Yu Xiaoxiao didn't speak, thinking that Yu Xiaoxiao was at a loss, reached out and held Yu Xiaoxiao's hand, and said softly.

At this moment, the carriage passed in front of a wine shop, and there was a woman singing a cappella from the wine shop. Yu Xiaoxiao couldn't understand what the woman was singing, but she just listened to the sad tune.

Gu Xinglang helped the hairpin on Yu Xiaoxiao's head. When he returned to the door today, his little daughter-in-law was dressed up, but she didn't have the joy of a newlyweds. Gu Xinglang felt guilty. As a husband, he couldn't Wife shelters from the wind and rain. After hesitating again and again, Master Gu San stretched out his hand and took Yu Xiaoxiao in his arms, wanting to talk to Yu Xiao, don't be afraid, you have me, just these words, Master Gu San can't say a word.

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