After all, Wei Qing had died in battle for several years. How could he suddenly appear in front of people? And become the first counselor of the Western Jin Dynasty, Zhuge Qing? She looked at the face carefully again. To be honest, there was a difference. The face was much thinner, the contours were more perfect, and the facial features were particularly delicate, but at the same time, there was a hint of weakness.

In particular, his temperament had undergone a drastic change. If I hadn't been in the Wei family since I was a child, I would not have dared to recognize him at all.

Zhuge Qing came from Northern Yan, and Wei Qing died in battle at Suibei Pass, the border between Great Zhou and Northern Yan.

Beiyan... Shattered Beiguan...

It's Wei Qing! Zhuge Qing is Wei Qing! "Sir, are you here to eat or stay?"

The inn waiter's voice came from behind. Guo Lingxi shuddered, turned around and said, "No, I was just passing by."

With that, she crossed the lobby and hurried out the front door.

Zhuge Qing looked indifferently at the book in his hand and raised his eyes to look in the direction of the inn. The backyard of the inn was empty, the waiter had gone to work, and there was no one in sight.

Guo Lingxi had no recollection of how she got on the carriage. When the coachman called her, the carriage had already stopped at the gate of the eldest prince's mansion.

Yuwen Huai's carriage had just returned from outside, and Yuwen Jing was also in the carriage. She pulled aside the curtain and recognized Guo Lingxi's carriage at a glance.

She frowned, obviously unhappy with Guo Lingxi because of the last incident. She didn't want to bother with Guo Lingxi, but since he was here, she couldn't pretend not to see him.

She jumped off the carriage, came to Guo Lingxi's carriage, knocked on the carriage, and said, "What are you doing here?"

Guo Lingxi looked at her, then at Yuwen Huai's carriage, and tried to calm down and said, "I came to see you and bought you your favorite snacks."

Yu Wenjing curled her lips, hesitating whether to accept Guo Lingxi's apology gift.

"Is your father in the carriage?" Guo Lingxi asked.

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Yu Wenjing asked indifferently, "Do you want my father to come over and greet you?"

"I didn't mean that." Guo Lingxi said softly.

She was the concubine of the Emperor of Western Jin, and was older than Yuwen Huai in seniority. But Yuwen Huai was the eldest prince after all, so how could he be so humble in front of her?

The reason why Guo Lingxi asked this was that he was hesitating whether to tell Yuwen Huai about Zhuge Qing's identity.

Would Yuwen Huai have a grudge against Zhuge Qing? Would he expose Zhuge Qing's identity? Guo Lingxi thought about it carefully and felt that Yuwen Huai would not.

Yuwen Huai is now fighting with Yuwen Xi, and he is in need of someone. His biggest goal is the throne, and everything else can be used by him, even if it is Wei Qing. What's more, Zhuge Qing is his adviser, and they are on the same boat. No one can guarantee that Yuwen Huai will not hide Zhuge Qing's identity in order to avoid being implicated? "I'll come to see you another day."

Guo Lingxi left.

There was only one person who could really deal with Zhuge Qing with impunity - the Emperor of Western Jin.

After Su Xiaoxiao sent the old marquis and Su Yuan away, she went to Zhuge Qing to make medicine for him.

"Huh? You guys are back?"

Su Xiaoxiao looked at Zhuge Qing and Wei Ting in the courtyard. The former was sitting in a wheelchair under the corridor reading a book, while the latter was pruning a peach tree - Zhuge Qing asked him to do it, and each pruning was equivalent to one day's rent.

Su Xiaoxiao said, "My great uncle and my eldest uncle came just now and said that the Great Zhou delegation will leave Beijing soon, and asked if we would like to go back with them."

"We have already got the purple Ganoderma lucidum. We will leave after we get the jade coral." Wei Ting cut off a piece of dead branch and said to Zhuge Qing, "Right, second brother?"

Zhuge Qing didn't answer in a hurry, but quietly closed the book: "Guo Lingxi came here just now, and she saw me."

Su Xiaoxiao and Wei Ting were stunned.

…

After Guo Lingxi returned to the palace, the first thing he did was to ask where the emperor was.

Guo Lingxi walked towards the imperial study without saying a word.

The young eunuch reminded: "Your Majesty, His Majesty doesn't like to be disturbed when he is reviewing memorials."

Guo Lingxi said coldly: "This is a more important matter than the imperial order. If you delay it, you will have to pay with a hundred heads!"

The young eunuch dared not say a word.

The Great Zhou delegation was still there, and the Emperor of Western Jin was extremely tolerant of Guo Lingxi. Even if she really rushed to the imperial study, the Emperor of Western Jin would not do anything to her.

The young eunuch stepped aside.

Guo Lingxi was not sure whether Zhuge Qing saw her just now. What if he did... she had to hurry and see the Emperor of Western Jin before Zhuge Qing entered the palace and disrupted the situation.

She quickened her pace, but as luck would have it, she ran into the princess of Northern Yan, now Concubine Jing.

Concubine Jing was walking around the garden with her maid. Seeing Guo Lingxi in a panic, she couldn't help but smile and said, "Where are you going, Sister Lingfei? You're in a hurry, as if you were on fire."

The two countries were not getting along, so naturally the relationship between the two princesses would not be very good.

The difference is that Concubine Jing is only trying to win favor, while Guo Lingxi is not interested in sleeping with an old man. She wants to be valued by the Emperor of Western Jin, but she doesn't like him coming to her bedroom.

"I'm busy today, let's talk another day."

Guo Lingxi walked forward.

Concubine Jing stopped her and said with a smile, "Eh? Don't leave. We are both princesses who were married to a distant country. We share the same suffering and should cherish each other. Why do you have to keep me at a distance, Sister Lingfei?"

This woman is so annoying! Guo Lingxi glared at her fiercely and covered his stomach: "Oh, my stomach hurts, I need to go to the toilet, I can't hold it anymore, Sister Jingfei, let's talk another day!"

Concubine Jing wanted to say something but stopped herself. She couldn't just stop someone from going to the toilet.

Looking at Guo Lingxi's hurriedly disappearing back, Concubine Jing snorted coldly: "He's heading towards the Imperial Study again. How many times this month has this happened?"

"The second time, Your Majesty." The little palace maid replied.

Concubine Jing's brows were cold: "Is she finally going to compete with me for my favor? We'll see!"

Guo Lingxi walked very fast, as if there was a ghost chasing him.

Finally seeing the imperial study, she felt relieved, took a long breath, straightened her temples, and was about to go forward to inform someone.

Suddenly, a chubby little hand reached out, grabbed her wrist, and covered her mouth with the other hand, dragging her behind a nearby rockery.

Guo Lingxi looked at Su Xiaoxiao in front of him in horror: "Hmm?"

Is that you?

Su Xiaoxiao pulled out a dagger, put the tip of the knife against her face, and threatened: "Guo Lingxi, if you dare to scream, I will scratch your face immediately."

Guo Lingxi glared at her fiercely: "Hmm?" You dare? Su Xiaoxiao said arrogantly: "Why shouldn't I dare? I can destroy you, at worst I can pick another one to marry. Do you really think that it won't work without you? You, the princess who married into the country, are just Prime Minister Guo selling his grandson for fame. I think there are many people like him."

In October, I frequently updated chapters to ask for votes. Since last month, all my additional chapters were quietly included in the chapters. Yesterday, I updated nearly 9,000 words, and I offered all my sincerity to the best of my ability.

But honestly speaking, this month’s monthly tickets are a bit disappointing. Maybe everyone wants to keep them until the end of the month, but the data at the beginning of the month can’t be too bad. My dear friends and big brothers who have monthly tickets, please vote for "The General"!

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