Chapter 67 Sisters, let’s talk in detail!

All doubts surfaced again, and Zhao Mingzhu could no longer use the previous reasons to explain.

Gu Qingheng is interested in her.

But Zhao Mingzhu had no idea when this happened.

She moved back in panic.

"Your Highness, we...we are going to be a respectful couple, right?"

Gu Qingheng pulled her back and sneered against her forehead: "Mingzhu, what do you think?"

Zhao Mingzhu thought it was okay, but Gu Qingheng's expression clearly showed that he didn't think so.

Her lips opened and closed. What should she say? Her hangover mind was like a fog, and she couldn't help but let out a soft hiss.

"Headache?" After Gu Qingheng made it clear, he felt less hesitant and reached out to massage her solar plexus.

He called Qiao'er in: "Is the hangover soup ready?"

Zhao Mingzhu gently moved to the side and was held down by Gu Qingheng.

Zhao Mingzhu's body stiffened.

Qiao'er came in and saw the two of them standing close to each other. She had actually been waiting outside for the Crown Princess to scream, but she never did, so she thought the Crown Princess had not woken up.

Qiao'er secretly looked at Zhao Mingzhu's expression. The other party lowered his head. She nodded:

"I have already cooked it and will bring it to you right away."

Gu Qingheng curled up the end of Zhao Mingzhu's hair and asked slowly:

"How about chicken porridge for breakfast? Do you want me to send someone to the academy to ask for leave?"

Zhao Mingzhu shook her head and pressed her forehead: "No, I'm going to school."

She felt a little uncomfortable staying in the East Palace and urgently needed to find a place to escape.

Gu Qingheng stared at the top of her hair solemnly, curled it up and then let it go, then let her go with a faint smile: "Then go with me later."

Zhao Mingzhu nodded slowly.

Qiao'er was doing her makeup. She whispered that she had tried her best last night, but Zhao Mingzhu seemed to be attached to Gu Qingheng...

Zhao Mingzhu covered her face as she listened. What was going on? "Qiao'er, did you hear what we said?"

Qiao'er shook her head.

Zhao Mingzhu let go of her hand. She must have said something, otherwise why would Gu Qingheng suddenly point it out.

And what he said made Zhao Mingzhu frown.

After much thought, could it be that she said she was leaving? Now that I think about it, this is the only reason.

"Ahhhhhh!" Zhao Mingzhu pulled her hair. Drinking will cause trouble. Drinking will cause trouble!

This made her more worried than knowing that Gu Qingheng liked her.

"By the way, Qiao'er, go collect the private money in those vases of mine and keep it for future use."

After hearing this, Qiao'er helped her put on her coat and prepared to take the money from a nearby vase first.

But she reached out and took a look, then said to Zhao Mingzhu, "Crown Princess, it's gone."

Zhao Mingzhu lowered her head, not realizing what she was saying. "What are you talking about? It's just that the jewelry is missing, so forget it. I won't fine you for your monthly salary."

"No, it's your private money that's missing, Princess." Qiao'er swallowed.

Zhao Mingzhu: "Whose private money is missing?"

Qiao'er: "Yours."

Zhao Mingzhu jumped up, ran to the vase and reached out to take it out, but it was empty!

She didn't believe it, so she changed the vase and searched again, but there was no hair at all.

The third, fourth, fifth, sixth...

All empty!

Zhao Mingzhu pointed at the vase with trembling hands. Gu Qingheng happened to come in at this moment. She opened her eyes wide:

"It's you...you stole my money...isn't it!"

Gu Qingheng held her trembling fingers, squeezed them, and said lazily, "Yes."

The sky is falling... Zhao Mingzhu's eyes were blank: "Why?"

Of course, it was to prevent her from running away with the money.

Gu Qingheng's smile did not diminish as he took her to have breakfast:

"Leave the Crown Princess with me. I'll pay you back tenfold in a year. Isn't that good?"

Zhao Mingzhu looked at the back of the head and forced a smile: "No need, I am content with what I have."

You will feel safe only when you hold the money in your own hands.

Gu Qingheng handed her the bowl of chicken porridge in front of him: "Eat quickly, it will be late later."

"Don't change the subject. I want my money."

Zhao Mingzhu pushed away the porridge and argued: "Your Highness, who would take someone's private money just after they express their feelings? It's not right for you to do this."

Gu Qingheng didn't care: "It's good now that it's available."

Zhao Mingzhu was stunned. Was he being shameless?!

Is this still the same Gu Qingheng? Has he been possessed by another body?

Anyway, Zhao Mingzhu kept talking, but Gu Qingheng still refused to give in, so he could only get on the carriage with his head down.

Gu Qingheng was holding a scroll of book and saw that the person opposite him had a tense face since getting on the carriage. He sighed and took off the jade pendant from his waist.

"This is compensation, the Crown Princess will accept it with pleasure."

Zhao Mingzhu was confused. She picked up the jade pendant and asked, "What is this?"

"The key to the private vault. With it, you can take anything."

This is in exchange with Zhao Mingzhu.

So valuable? Zhao Mingzhu held it up and looked at it again and again, extremely satisfied. The private treasury of a crown prince must have a lot of valuables.

But not long after she accepted it, she regretted it. What's the point of taking it? People will definitely know if she takes it.

After getting off the carriage, Zhao Mingzhu ran into the academy without looking back, holding up her skirt.

Gu Qingheng looked at her wind-like figure with a smile in his eyes.

In the academy, Zhao Mingzhu arrived just as An Yun came in. She glanced around and asked, "Why didn't Su Lu come today?"

"Who cares about her?" Zhao Mingzhu lay on the table, knocking on it with her jade pendant, weakly.

An Yun noticed her abnormality and asked her, "What's wrong?" while looking for her homework to copy.

"I'm out of money."

An Yun picked up the textbook and opened it carefully, but there was no dead mouse.

She copied furiously, not even looking up: "It's no big deal, whatever the price is, I'll give it to you."

Sisters don’t have anything else but a lot of money.

Zhao Mingzhu opened her eyelids and saw An Yun glowing. Is this the joy of having money?

"Really? When will you give it to me? Gold or silver? How much does it weigh?"

Zhao Mingzhu opened his pocket and made a gesture of invitation.

An Yun was about to answer when Gu Yu came over and asked, "Are you engaging in dirty money transactions?"

Zhao Mingzhu said seriously: "No."

An Yun's hands were sore from copying. She took off the gold-threaded pearl bracelet and threw it to Zhao Mingzhu:

"Take it away, take it away. I said copying is so tiring."

Zhao Mingzhu held the bracelet, which was as thick as her ring finger, and accepted it with tears in her eyes:

"Good An, I will remember your kindness in this life, and I will repay you in the next life by working like a slave for you."

Gu Yu couldn't stand her boasting and said, "Do you want to see what you have in your hand?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhao Mingzhu turned around, stretched out her hand, and lowered her voice:

"Pay me money! If it weren't for your wine, why would I climb into Gu Qingheng's bed?"

It’s all Gu Yu’s fault. He didn’t stop her from drinking, which led to this situation!

The person who is wrong is always someone else, and she, Zhao Mingzhu, does not need to reflect on it!

Gu Yu slapped her and asked in a low voice: "Did you sleep with my royal brother? Was it real or fake?"

An Yun was also shocked. With a stroke of her pen, everything she had just copied was destroyed, but she no longer cared about it.

She reached out her hand, held Zhao Mingzhu's, and whispered, "Sister, let's talk in detail."