After Gu Zheng finished speaking, he didn't notice the change in the face of the man beside him.
He always felt that his cognition was accurate and hit the nail on the head.
It is said that Jun Jue took over the Western Regions for seven years and expanded the original territory that was not too large, allowing the displaced people to live and work in peace and contentment. It's just that in the past few years, the harem has been vacant.
How unrestrained the last emperor of the Western Regions was, and how pure-hearted the emperor of the Western Regions was in this term.
Where the outside world knows the mind of this king, he is leaning on the conclusion that he is a broken sleeve. If it weren't for men, Jun Jue didn't need to be pure-hearted for seven years.
Jun Yue looked at Gu Zheng's face, always feeling that Gu Beiyan was looking at himself through his eyes, and couldn't help but tremble.
Although the two of them are wandering all over the world and they are having a good time, but Jun Jue is still a little afraid of Gu Beiyan in the end. He hadn't forgotten that in order to compete with him, Jiuge almost lost his life by his calculations.
As a result, Jun Yue looked at Gu Zheng with a bit of annoyance and saw through everything.
If he had married Feng Jiuge in the first place, he wouldn't have Gu Zheng this little dumpling.
"Uncle, why didn't you answer? Could it be that I was right?" Gu Zheng held the rein with one hand, tilted his head and looked at him incomprehensibly.
Hmm... You really make a lot of sense.
Jun Yue only added one sentence from the bottom of his heart, and then laughed lightly. The man's face is unparalleled in the world without exception, but compared to his lips, all the heroic looks are nothing but this.
"Little black-hearted ghost, you can't mention this in front of your husband, otherwise your husband is afraid to send a beautiful boy to my palace."
Gu Beiyan's servant was anxious that he would stop thinking about Feng Jiuge, although this thought had been broken long ago, but when it was mentioned, it was inevitable that he would be a little bit angry.
After Luo Qiran ascended the throne, in order to show Chu Luo's sincerity in treating the Western Regions, the Tan Wang faction headed by Gu Beiyan sent countless beauties into the palace, saying it was to consolidate the friendship between the two countries and live in harmony.
Sending beauties to consolidate friendship is also at the expense of Gu Beiyan's servant dared to do it, and Luo Qiran's servant dared to allow it.
Gu Zheng didn't get the answer he wanted, so naturally he was lacking in interest. However, the child's loss came and went quickly, and when he was attracted by the punctual formation of soldiers on the battlefield, his eyes turned back.
Gu Zheng's appearance is said to be six points like Gu Beiyan, so Feng Jiuge's model can be vaguely seen between his eyebrows.
That pair is even more like Feng Jiuge.
It was almost exactly the same as the eyes he saw in the dungeon that were so clear that there were no impurities at all.
Outsiders say that he, the emperor of the Western Regions, is trying his best to govern, and he is working for the welfare of the people but leaving his own blessings behind. But only he knows that he is just a human, where there is no desire.
But his desire, compared with the well-being of so many people in the Western Regions, what is it.
Gu Zheng's gifted and gifted Jun Yue can be regarded as a thorough experience. Has anyone ever seen a child who is only six or seven years old holding a bow and flying an arrow, still sitting on a horseback doing movements. At this time, Gu Zheng took a curved bow from his entourage, half-squinted one eye, and the arrow pointed towards the bullseye not far away.
With a scream, the arrow shot out, hitting the red heart.
Everyone was stunned, but Jun Jue sat on the horse and showed a gratified smile.
Also, the son of Feng Jiuge and Gu Beiyan, how far can the Kung Fu go? Such a small amount of effort is already superb, and I am afraid that when I grow up, I can't underestimate it.
It is indeed a good seed.
"Come on, little black-hearted ghost, uncle teaches you another move—" Jun Yue turned over sharply and sat directly on the horse where Gu Zheng was on, pulling up the bow and arrow he was holding from behind.
late at night.
When Jun Jue returned from handling government affairs, he saw Gu Zhengfu at a desk, and there seemed to be pens, inks, papers and inkstones on the desk.
Gu Zheng had a good handwriting, and saw another letter on the pure white rice paper.
It seems to be from Chu Luo.
I thought it would be Gu Beiyan and his wife who repaired the book for their son, but I didn't expect it to be from Feng Mansion.
As the uncle of this tuanzi, Feng Shuyu cared more about Gu Zheng than his parents and parents. The letter without exception is a greeting. It has been half a year since Gu Zheng was sent to the Western Regions. The black-hearted couple can ignore it, but his uncle talks very much.
Only after seeing the end, Jun Jue's eyes dimmed.
In fact, he knew that the moment Feng Jiuge was handed over to Gu Beiyan, he was destined to lose the opportunity to stand behind her. But he didn't regret it, even if he could only stand not far away and watch Feng Jiuge, he was already satisfied.
At the end of the letter, he mentioned the recent situation of Feng Jiuge and his wife. The two were wandering around the border of other countries, but the return journey was delayed because Feng Jiuge was pregnant.
Pregnant.
Also, being with Gu Beiyan, the two people are in love as usual, and it is not a strange thing to have a second child.
Jun Yue thought about it, sighed, put the letter down, but inadvertently saw another line of words under the ball.
Gu Zheng's reply wasn't a letter, he still scribbled a few lines.
Since the dumpling was sent to the Western Regions, the Western Regions have treated him respectfully, but without his parents by his side, this kid will inevitably feel lonely. Even if it was Mo Nan's squabbling every day, it was just a moment of playfulness.
After all, he is just a child, how can he not be attached to his parents.
Only now that the second child is coming, I am afraid that this dumpling is jealous, so I didn't reply to the letter immediately.
Jun Jun has no concubines, and naturally has no children under his knees, but he has already regarded Gu Zheng as his own son in his heart. Even if the child called him his uncle, he felt it was not easy.
The sleeping child was the most defenseless. At this moment, Gu Zheng was turning his face to his side, and he murmured slightly.
Jun Jue paused slightly before leaving, and then looked at him with complex expressions.
Because the person he called was not the husband, the mother and the concubine, but the uncle of the king.
"Uncle King, you must find your own happiness."
These are the original words of Gu Zheng.
Jun Yue's heart seemed to be hit hard by something, and then his magnificent purple lips rose.
Unexpectedly, the little black-hearted ghost also has a heart-warming time. That’s okay. With this sentence to him, he doesn’t care about Gu Zheng’s act of going to the house and revealing tiles.
Of course, what Jun Yue hadn't thought about was that after Gu Zheng in the dream said that sentence, he added one sentence at the end.
You must find your own happiness, it's not shameful to break your sleeves, and it's not scary to have a brother-in-law.
When Jun Jue walked out of this group house, he met Mo Nan who happened to'pass by' again. He directly pretended not to see the servant and was about to leave.
"I said, you won't let it go yet."
Mo Nan's voice sounded behind itself.
The man's footsteps stopped immediately, and the silence undoubtedly acquiesced to Mo Nan's words.
Mo Nan smiled and shook his head when he got the answer.
The moonlight in the Western Regions is always pale and lonely, and in the Saga Palace, a long figure stands as a landscape that is falling apart.
The world only knows that the king, Jun, worked hard to manage the Western Regions in an orderly manner. He did not marry his concubines and widows forever.
She is the soaring phoenix in nine days, the light that I can never see. Even if I can only be the shadow looking up behind her, I am willing to accept it.