At this moment, most of the candles in Mingluan Pavilion have been extinguished, leaving Qin Gentiana alone with a candlestick in his bedroom.
Gu Jiuxiao knelt down on the tree trunk in the yard and squatted, looking through the slightly open window at the bed where one person and one tiger had already fallen asleep.
The big white tiger was lying on Qin Gentiana's big bed, her tail twitched a few times unconsciously, and her whole body was buried on the white tiger's soft belly, as if dreaming of something happy, the corners of her lips twitched slightly, even in the dream she was smiling.
Gu Jiuxiao watched quietly, his heartbeat calmed down a little bit, just watching like this, and after the watchman beat the drum for the third watch, he suddenly came back to his senses and almost fell off the tree trunk.
Somewhat embarrassed, he stabilized his figure, took advantage of the darkness, and hurried back to his Ting Yuxuan.
The dark history of the master of Prince Ding's Mansion was deeply suppressed in his heart, and he never told anyone else to know about it.
Qin Gentiana's bold remarks directly turned the wind direction in the imperial city quite a bit, causing the women in the city to frantically pursue Ding Wang.
Throwing flowers and giving things are all reserved.
What's more, he directly expressed his love to King Ding from the air: he didn't want to find Ruyi Lang, but wanted to sleep with Prince Ding.
Even Gentiana Qin, who was slandered for stealing and raising male pets before, was blocked by those crazy women! Concubine Ding and King Ding love each other every night, how can they have the energy to find other men, are those men as handsome as King Ding, rich and powerful as King Ding, or as fierce as King Ding
Gentiana Qin listened to Xiaoqin's vivid gossip, couldn't help being dumbfounded, and muttered in a low voice, "Isn't it true that ancient men's sex skills are so poor?"
"Princess, what did you say?" Xiaoqin couldn't hear clearly, and asked her suspiciously.
Qin Gentiana shook her head with a dry smile, she got up and patted the dust off her body, "Okay, I've heard the gossip, should we go to the government office and confront those 'bandits'?"
After Xiaoqin saw her come back in a state of distress, she was never willing to let her go alone, and quickly followed a few steps, "I will accompany you."
Qin Gentian knew that he couldn't get rid of her, so he nodded in agreement.
It's just that the road is a bit uneven.
Either when someone fights, their carriage has to detour, or when they are repairing the road, they can't walk...
Qin Gentian sneered in the carriage, "What a coincidence."
"The one on the carriage is Princess Ding."
The carriage, which was already moving slowly, was suddenly stopped by someone.
The person blocking the person was dressed in Yonghou Mansion Tuhui, and hurriedly said, "The old Fengjun is critically ill, please send the princess to see her for the last time!"
Qin Gentiana only felt a buzzing in his head and felt a little dizzy for a while.
She hastily lifted the curtain of the car, "What did you say?"
The man hurriedly repeated it again, almost crying, "I beg Wangfei to see Lao Fengjun for the last time!"
Lao Fengjun was the former hostess of the Yonghou Mansion, she was the mother of Qin Feng's son-in-law, and her and Qin Jue's pro-grandmother.
If it wasn't for Lao Fengjun's love, she and Qin Jue wouldn't have grown so big.
If it hadn't been for the old Feng Jun who became seriously ill later and gradually handed over the housekeeping power to the present Mrs. Yonghou, I am afraid that their siblings would not have such a miserable life...
Qin Gentian clenched her teeth, even if she knew that this was a conspiracy by the Yonghou Mansion to prevent her from going to the government office, she could only fall into this trap.
"I come over."
She raised her hand to call for Xiaoqin, and whispered in her ear, "Xiaoqin, you go back to the house quickly, and let Manager Ge go to court on my behalf."
After saying this, she climbed out of the carriage and got on the horse that came. Her legs clamped the horse's belly, and she shot out like an off-string arrow.