"No, I..." Gu Shichong's words were blocked in his mouth, and he was dragged away by Huo Wuyou without saying anything.
Outside the palace gate, Huo Wuyou was still clamoring to go to the brothel with him to drink and have fun. He refused for a long time before finally rejecting his kind invitation.
In the carriage, Gu Shichong patted his wrinkled robe, feeling a little disgusted for a moment.
He sneered: After all, he had been to the battlefield with Lord Lin'an. Although he was taken away by Lord Lin'an to be tempered because of his stubborn character, I didn't expect that after so many years, he still had accomplished nothing.
In the past, he had wanted to win over the Duke of Lin'an, but now seeing Huo Wuyou's character, he was afraid that even if he won him over, he would be a hindrance.
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In the Lin'an Marquis Mansion, Huo Wuyou stretched lazily.
In front of him, Sui Yunlang, after listening to what happened throughout the day, couldn't help but hold his chin and said, "So, you've been really busy all day. Before leaving the palace, you even coaxed Prince Gong out."
Huo Wuyou just drank a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and gently played with the purse in his hand.
Today, Zhiyi anticipated that Gu Shichong would go looking for her, so she asked him to go and block him.
It's better to send him away, so that Gu Shichong, who has a lot of thoughts, won't have any bad intentions.
Sui Yunlang asked him, "Aren't you afraid that Gu Shichong will really go to the brothel with you to drink? What if you can't pretend anymore?"
Huo Wuyou said, "I can't pretend anymore. I've been like this since I was a child. Otherwise, my father wouldn't have repeatedly ordered me to be tied up and sent to the battlefield."
When Huo Wuyou was young, he relied on his father and brother to support the family, and his mother and grandmother to raise him, so he was spoiled and it was inevitable that he had a casual temperament.
He went to school with Gu Shichong and others. Although he learned things quickly, he was unruly. He made the Taifu so angry that he blew his beard and glared at him, and reported him to the emperor.
Only then did his father realize that his good son had become a playboy, so on the eve of the expedition, he tied up the man who was still worshipping Zhou Gong in his dreams and took him to the northwest.
But I didn't expect that my father and brother would be buried in the yellow sand of the northwest along with 70,000 soldiers.
He carried the coffin back to Beijing, but was informed that his mother had committed suicide.
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