Chapter 125 Will I be beaten to death by those two?
In the city lord's mansion.
Zhao Mingzhu found a corner to look at the moonlight while changing clothes.
Today's moon is big and round, even bigger and rounder than the one she saw in a trance yesterday.
The two walked along the garden path, Qiao'er looking at the long river not far away:
"Princess, where are we going?"
Do you want to escape now?
Zhao Mingzhu understood her implication and shook her head: "Just walk around nearby, it's too stuffy inside."
She walked for a while, and then walked into the pavilion. Zhao Mingzhu suddenly said:
"Qiao'er, if you really go back this time, will I be beaten to death by those two guys?"
Although Qiao'er was worried about escaping again, she really thought about it:
“Miss, the princess might be sarcastic, and Miss An will make you pay.”
Speaking of money, Zhao Mingzhu suddenly remembered that she still owed An Yun money.
Zhao Mingzhu, who had originally not planned to pay back the money, remained silent.
In the banquet hall, Gu Qingheng drank the last glass of wine and stood up to leave.
The city lord immediately followed: "Your Highness, are you going to change clothes? Or are you going to look for the queen?"
The city lord guessed it was the latter.
Then someone came in and said to Gu Qingheng, "The Queen is admiring the moon in the back garden."
Gu Qingheng's expression remained calm after hearing this: "I'll go find her."
Seeing this, the city lord thought to himself, "As expected, this is the case." He stopped trying to stop him.
"Your Highness, we respectfully bid you farewell. After you have seen the Queen, please ask the servants to take your Highness and the Queen to the side rooms to rest."
After Gu Qingheng left, the City Lord's wife approached and asked, "Why didn't you follow me, my husband, and just let the two nobles do what they wanted?"
The city lord stroked his beard and said, "If I don't follow, maybe nothing will happen. But if I follow, I will be a hindrance."
The City Lord's wife was surprised when she heard this. She remembered the moment when His Highness served the Crown Princess some dishes. She covered her mouth and laughed.
"I didn't expect the prince and the queen to have such a good relationship."
The relationship is good, but the city lord secretly shook his head, thinking that it was probably one-sided.
Because today is also Poseidon Day, the streets outside the City Lord's Mansion are still very busy.
Zhao Mingzhu lifted the curtain and looked at the people coming and going outside.
"If the Crown Princess likes it, you can come again in the future."
Zhao Mingzhu lowered the curtain and said casually, "It's not that bad. In fact, it will be like that after watching it for a long time."
The same goes for the sea. After looking at it for a long time, it’s actually nothing special.
Zhao Mingzhu suddenly felt tired.
Only then did she realize that she seemed to have no place where she could truly feel at peace both physically and mentally.
Whether it is the East Palace or Chuncheng, she actually has a spectator mentality.
In her eyes, every blade of grass, every tree, and every person is part of the novel.
Zhao Mingzhu was a little distressed, but the friendship and family love she felt here were so real.
She couldn't just ignore it with a novel.
Gu Qingheng caught the confusion on Zhao Mingzhu's face. At this moment, she was like a floating cloud, visible but unattainable.
Gu Qingheng was extremely sensitive to this feeling, and he pressed his lips flat.
A shadow fell in front of Zhao Mingzhu. She looked up in surprise and was hit by the cold sandalwood fragrance.
Before she could react, Gu Qingheng placed her on his knees, his fingertips sinking into the soft flesh, kissing her like a wolf and a tiger, conquering her without giving her a moment to breathe.
Zhao Mingzhu wanted to scream, but the next moment her dress fell off, revealing her smooth and delicate shoulders in the air.
The originally spacious carriage suddenly seemed cramped.
"Gu Qingheng, you..." Zhao Mingzhu turned her head and gasped.
It was a commotion last night, and it's happening again today? Is this really not a disease?
Gu Qingheng pinched her chin, licked her lips carefully, and sucked on her lip beads.
He didn't like seeing that look in Zhao Mingzhu's eyes.
An hour later.
Gu Qingheng got off the carriage holding Zhao Mingzhu. His loose coat wrapped him tightly, but even that was enough to arouse people's imagination.
Qiao'er's face was flushed, and seeing that Changhe looked normal, she thought that he was worthy of being a close attendant.
The night seemed very long.
It's really long.
Zhao Mingzhu was buried in the thin quilt, with her forearms exposed like jade lotus roots, covered with spots.
She was quickly arrested. Zhao Mingzhu's hair was disheveled and her eyes were hazy.
The truth came out of her mouth: "Gu Qingheng, why don't you take some medicine to control it, or find a few more concubines..."
The rest of the words were lost.
Qiao'er outside the door covered her ears, but still heard everything. She touched her hot face.
Finally, I asked, "Changhe, why can you be so calm?"
Changhe on the opposite side saw her talking and looked at her with confusion.
Seeing his expression, Qiao'er thought he was playing dumb. She snorted coldly, "What are you pretending for? You clearly heard what I said."
Changhe Silent Meeting: "I clicked on the xue, I can't hear you."
Qiao'er opened her eyes wide after hearing this. How could this be possible?
She soon realized that he had probably used the same method in the carriage just now.
So cunning!
Indeed, after Changhe realized it, he had already learned his lesson and turned a deaf ear.
The sky was turning pale, and the noise in the room finally died down.
Gu Qingheng carried her into the bathtub. Zhao Mingzhu had already fallen asleep. After being touched by the warm water, she curled up into the tub on her own.
Gu Qingheng quickly picked the person up, and his fingertips brushed across the marks, greatly satisfying the possessiveness in his heart.
Only at this moment could he be sure that Zhao Mingzhu was by his side and had never left.
Outside the door, Changhe whispered, "Your Highness, a secret letter from the capital."
After a while, Gu Qingheng opened the door. He took it and looked back at the sleeping person.
Took Changhe to the study.
After the two left, Qiao'er went in with a candle and closed the door.
"Miss?"
Zhao Mingzhu opened her eyes, her vision clear.
Qiao'er took out the stone she picked up from the garden from her sleeve, and Zhao Mingzhu put it on the candlelight to roast it.
The handwriting appeared.
On the return trip.
"Miss, why is the city lord's daughter willing to help us?" Qiao'er was a little confused.
Zhao Mingzhu scratched her head after hearing this: "People like her can't be treated with conventional methods."
If Feichan was a normal person, she wouldn't have gotten involved in this during the day and risk being implicated.
Feichan, who went to bed late at night, completed the painting of the goddess.
The goddess in the painting is wearing flowing clothes and brilliant ribbons.
She sneezed twice and said to herself, "Who is talking about her?"
After speaking, he was immersed in his superb painting skills and couldn't extricate himself.
Wonderful, wonderful!
The next day.
Zhao Mingzhu was pulled out of the quilt by Gu Qingheng. Zhao Mingzhu did not sleep well, and Lei Ting was a little angry.
"I am not allowed to rest at night and sleep during the day. Am I a slave?"
Even a donkey should have some rest time!
"We are going back to the East Palace today. The Crown Princess can sleep in the carriage." Gu Qingheng carried her and walked outside.
Zhao Mingzhu was stunned after hearing this. She thought it would take a few days to return to the East Palace.
Then she thought of the words on the stone, turned her head and stopped talking.
Gu Qingheng went out, but he didn't leave. Instead, he held Zhao Mingzhu's hand:
"Crown Princess, will you quietly follow me back to the capital?"
This inexplicable remark made Zhao Mingzhu's heart skip a beat.
"I really don't want to go back with you."
Zhao Mingzhu scratched her ears and said, "But what else can I do? Can I outrun you with my two legs?"
Gu Qingheng chuckled and carried her into the carriage.
A Yu came out from behind the stone lion, clenched his fists, and quickly ran to find Da Niu to report the news.
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