782, the identity of the black hand behind the scenes
"..." Gu Qianxue was arrogant again, "If you don't threaten you, can you die?"
Gong Ling'an said, "I can't die, but it's less fun." With a delicate and beautiful face, there was a smile on the surface.
Thinking of Xinyuan's identity and all kinds of secrets, Qianxue only felt that her heart was being bitten by thousands of bugs, making her bones rotten.
"Mute slave, I'm down." Gong Ling'an said coldly.
"Slow down," Gu Qianxue conceded, "I'll eat as much as I want, and I'll let you see Miss Ben's innocence."
As he spoke, he picked up a new pair of chopsticks angrily, and put a mouthful of food into his mouth.
The fair little face suddenly flushed.
Gu Qianxue's facial features were wrinkled into a ball, and she was crying in pain.
Damn it, it's really a dog who bites Lu Dongbin and doesn't know a good heart. She put so much spicy food in order to stimulate his taste, and finally let her eat it.
"Cough cough cough..."
Gong Ling'an watched Gu Qianxue's every move with cold eyes, "Mute slave, I'm down."
"Don't...cough cough..." Gu Qianxue was anxious, "Since it's not poisonous, you can try it if you take a bite, can you still lose a piece of meat? Even if it's unpalatable, can a bite of unpalatable food kill you? ’ was almost shouted.
But after yelling, I yelled in my heart that it was not good, because the chili accidentally penetrated into my throat, and my throat was burning and painful.
I don't know if it was because Gu Qianxue was too miserable or because what she said made sense, but Gong Ling'an took some chopsticks and put some in his mouth.
The world seemed to stand still for a moment.
That feeling is like ink dripping into clear water, rendering layer by layer.
It's like throwing a stone into a calm water, causing ripples.
Gong Ling'an lowered his eyes, covering his pupils with thick eyelashes, as calm as a cloud in the blue sky.
But only he himself knows the turmoil in his heart.
If you look closely, you can find that his fair cheeks are dyed a light pink.
is excited.
This faint pink color added a touch of agility to his already extremely beautiful face.
Gong Ling'an sat down slowly, changed a dish, and put it in his mouth.
Chew carefully and swallow.
Change dishes again.
Gu Qianxue was still coughing, but the dumb slave watched this scene in surprise.
After finding the milk, Gu Qianxue soothed her throat, and when she returned to her room, she saw Gong Ling eating quietly.
He was very calm, there was no intentional mischievousness on his body, nor was there any frightening hostility, he just ate like that.
For a moment Gu Qianxue didn't know what to say.
She stood at the door of the room, turned her head sideways, and looked in the direction of the main hall.
There was an ice coffin in the center of the ground there, and the Concubine Xilan in the ice coffin was forever in Gong Ling'an's heart.
He sighed for a long time, if everything was just a dream, when he woke up from the dream, Gong Ling'an was still the second prince pretending to be a stubborn prince, and Concubine Xilan was still secretly fighting for the favor of the emperor.
It's a pity that everything no longer exists, and it's hard to recover.
Qianxue took a deep breath and closed her eyes.
The battle is still going on, and it must not be benevolent.
When I opened my eyes, my eyes were calm and clear.
Although the underground hall is several meters below the ground, the ventilation facilities are good. After a while, the spicy smell is washed away and replaced by a faint scent of grass and trees.
Gong Ling'an got up, "Gu Qianxue, you will cook all the meals in the future."
Seeing that Gong Ling'an had used so much, Gu Qianxue already guessed the result, "Wait a minute."
He stopped. "Oh, to trade."
"Yes," Qianxue nodded and said, "Ming people don't talk dark words, you want to harm me, and now you ask me to cook for you, you have to give me something in return. I want to know the identity of Xinyuan and the secret of the mastermind behind the scenes. "
Gong Ling'an walked over slowly, "You don't want to know, what happened to your parents?"
"They'll be fine." Gu Qianxue said.
"Oh, why are you so confident?" Gong Ling'an raised his eyebrows.
Gu Qianxue took two steps back, distanced herself from him, "I believe he will protect them."
"He?" Gong Ling'an smiled, his smile was alluring but playful, "Who are you referring to, King Li or... Su Lingxiao?"
Qianxue lowered her eyes and did not answer.
"Gu Qianxue, has anyone ever said that you are so clever that you can deal with two powerful men? Do you know their relationship?" Gong Ling'an asked.
Gu Qianxue frowned impatiently, "Whether I am clever or not, and how I manage to deal with a few people, doesn't seem to have anything to do with you?" Then she took a breath, "Okay, tell me their secrets, and we'll deal again A thing."
Gong Ling'an sneered, "Oh? What's the deal? I really don't know what else I want in this world."
Qianxue suddenly had a feeling that Gong Ling'an's decadence was not due to Concubine Xilan's death, not just because of the loss of her mother, but because the balance she had painstakingly managed was broken, that kind of frustration.
"I'll help you heal your sense of taste." Gu Qianxue lowered her voice, her eyes fixed on Gong Ling'an, capturing his subtle changes.
Sure enough, after hearing Gu Qianxue's proposal, Gong Ling'an suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils dilated.
"Treat the sense of taste? What a breath!" full of sarcasm.
Gu Qianxue frowned, "It's just a treatment for the sense of taste, why the tone? You don't think I'm bragging, do you?"
"Aren't you talking big?"
"..." Gu Qianxue.
The mute slave heard that Gu Qianxue could heal his master's disease. Although he was surprised that Gu Qianxue still had this kind of skill, he was still willing to believe it.
When she ran over, she first bowed to Gu Qianxue, and then found that Gu Qianxue had been in a stalemate with Gong Ling'an, and she was so anxious to kneel down.
Qianxue grabbed it, "Ya Ya is obedient, don't make trouble, this is between me and your master, don't make things difficult for me."
The dumb slave also understood, with a pitiful little face, she looked at Gu Qianxue imploringly, and then at Gong Ling'an imploringly, hoping that the two could reach an agreement.
"Yaya, you go out first, I'll talk to you after I finish talking with him." As he spoke, he gently pushed the dumb slave out.
The dumb slave respected Gu Qianxue extremely, otherwise even Gu Qianxue would not be able to push her with the strength of a dumb slave.
The door closed, and there were only two people left.
"The so-called mastermind behind the scenes is Concubine Ying." Gong Ling'an walked slowly to the table, poured himself a cup of tea with a blank expression on his face.
No matter how good the tea is, you can't taste it, just like white water.
"Concubine Ying?!" Gu Qianxue was surprised, the wise, gentle, low-key but most beloved concubine appeared in Gu Qianxue's mind.
The emperor was exposed to the rain and dew, from the queen to the concubine, everyone had only one son or one daughter, except Concubine Ying, who had three children.
"Concubine Qin's poison was indeed written by my mother. I admit it." Gong Ling'an said slowly, his calm voice was like gurgling water, but with a kind of detachment that jumped out of the encirclement. Wu Jin, who has mastered some secret techniques of underworld teaching, but his ancestors owed favors to Ying's family. Now he enters the palace to help Concubine Ying to repay her kindness. Concubine Ying used her mother's hands to poison Zhang Jieyu and pointed an arrow at the queen, or if it wasn't for With your appearance, the emperor has already doubted the empress."
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