Chapter 133 Let Him Call Grandma
When Zhao Mingzhu got off the carriage, Bo Ling and the other two just happened to come over.
Seeing her angry face, Bo Ling was the first to move aside, and Changhe and Changshu each found a tree to walk close to.
Zhao Mingzhu sneered repeatedly. She approached Bo Ling and said sarcastically, "You still say you're not a quack! I've been away from the capital for at least a month, and your chest wound is still open? How did you treat it?"
She said, why is it so strange? Now that I think about it, it is strange.
Normally when Bo Ling brags about himself, his confidence in his medical skills shouldn't be like this.
Bo Ling said timidly: "Yes, yes, I am."
Not to mention that he now considers himself a quack, as long as Zhao Mingzhu doesn't vent her anger on him, it would be fine if she asked him to call her grandma.
"Going along with the crowd!" Zhao Mingzhu threw down these words and left.
The three of them approached and looked at the figure from behind. Then they heard Bo Ling cross his arms and sigh twice:
"It's over now. Your Highness's self-torture trick has been discovered. These two are going to have a hard time."
Originally, the way to keep Zhao Mingzhu was to rely on someone to play the victim, but now, that doesn't work.
"Your Highness." Changshu saw the curtain of the carriage opened.
Gu Qingheng's eyes fell on Bo Ling. He pointed at him with his index finger and said lightly:
"Strip him of his clothes and hang him under a tree to feed the mosquitoes."
Upon hearing this, Bo Ling immediately waved his hands and slapped himself on the face: "Oh, my mouth is really bad. Your Highness, please spare me."
He felt a little regretful in his heart, wishing he had stayed away from it earlier.
Changhe was the first to step forward and grab Bo Ling. Seeing that His Highness did not say anything, Changshu also grabbed Bo Ling.
"Yes, Your Highness, we will do it right away."
Bo Ling babbled, "Hey, hey, hey, are you still brothers who stick together through thick and thin?!"
Changhe: "Changshu and I are brothers."
Then the two brothers dragged the man away like a pig.
Bo Ling: “…”
Zhao Mingzhu sat in front of the fire and grilled some meat skewers.
When she saw Gu Qingheng coming, she casually guessed that he must be here to ask why such a stupid person like her could have discovered it?
Zhao Mingzhu couldn't help but laugh at herself when she thought of this. She was really stupid enough to be fooled.
Gu Qingheng lifted his skirt and sat beside her. He said softly:
"Mingzhu, this is the only option I can resort to."
Zhao Mingzhu watched the fat in the meat being roasted out. She turned it, and the oil dripped into the fire, making another sizzling sound.
She doesn't speak.
Gu Qingheng picked up a wooden stick and poked the fire: "I know this is shameful and makes people laugh."
He was born with excellent looks, with a delicate face and a look of fragility that made people feel soft-hearted.
Zhao Mingzhu withdrew her gaze, took a bite of the barbecue, felt the salt was too light, and sprinkled a pinch more on it.
"Gu Qingheng, you don't have to be so humble. There's no need."
She took a light bite, and the saltiness was just right:
"Actually, you can still use force. I can't resist anyway, so I just let you have the final say."
After hearing this, Gu Qingheng paused, remained silent for a moment, and reached out to snatch the barbecue from Zhao Mingzhu's hand.
He ate the place Zhao Mingzhu had eaten, and said, "But Mingzhu doesn't like it, and I don't want to go this far."
Gu Qingheng had so many dark thoughts in his mind, but Gu Yu's words kept ringing in his ears.
It's not Zhao Mingzhu's fault that she doesn't like him.
He really couldn't go that far. What he wanted was for Zhao Mingzhu to fall in love with him both physically and mentally.
There was disappointment in Gu Qingheng's eyes: "Mingzhu, I was wrong this time. Can you forgive me?"
"You've seen me in your dreams. I lost my mother when I was young, and I've been used to doing things on my own ever since. No one has ever taught me how to love properly. It's okay if you don't like me now, but can you give us a chance?"
"Whatever kind of person Mingzhu likes, I can become that person."
He said at the end, it seemed a bit reluctant: "It doesn't matter if you don't like me or if you like my body."
A long time ago, Zhao Mingzhu would occasionally show surprise when she saw him.
It can be seen that she likes my face very much.
To be honest, Zhao Mingzhu had thought about how Gu Qingheng would try to save his reputation, but she didn't expect this situation.
He was so humble that he lowered his status and used his body as a bargaining chip to keep her.
That’s not right. This isn’t the first time I’ve used my body.
Didn't you hurt yourself before to gain sympathy?
Zhao Mingzhu let out a long breath and snatched back the skewers:
"If you want to eat it, bake it yourself. I haven't eaten enough myself."
She squinted at him while eating: "Let me think about it, Your Highness, please go back."
Her tone was bad: "Or are you worried that I will turn around and run away?"
After hearing this, Gu Qingheng looked at her. Zhao Mingzhu immediately turned her head away, pretending not to see the pity in his eyes.
The moon was high in the sky, just right from Bo Ling's perspective. He thought smugly that it was a good thing that he had a poisonous insect on his body, so mosquitoes didn't dare to get close to him.
The fabric rustled as it brushed against the bushes, and he noticed Gu Qingheng appeared and was about to pass by him.
Bo Ling knew that there was a fire in that direction and Zhao Mingzhu should be there.
The other person had no expression on his face, but Bo Ling had been with him for many years and could see the turbulence beneath his calmness.
"Your Highness, what's going on? Is the Crown Princess still angry?"
Gu Qingheng stopped in front of him and suddenly asked, "Is that how you coaxed Gu Yu back then?"
After hearing this, Bo Ling nodded slowly: "Yes."
"So she forgave you quickly?"
Bo Lingdang's arc was smaller, and he was a little short of breath: "I think so, but I'm not sure."
Gu Qingheng's eyes sharpened after hearing this: "What do you mean you're not sure either."
"It was the first time for me to like a girl, and I learned it from a book, but the princess did love me more the next day." She even touched his head.
But later on, he seemed to have gone wrong somewhere, and Gu Yu refused to see him anymore.
At this point, Bo Ling felt depressed.
He has also had a rough love life, can you please be kind to him?
Gu Qingheng looked at him deeply and left alone.
You shouldn't trust him.
It was getting late at night, Zhao Mingzhu returned to the carriage, she yawned and fell asleep.
A fiery body wrapped around her, and she said with a feeling of grievance: "Mingzhu."
Zhao Mingzhu lay as straight as if she were in a coffin.
"It's late, go to bed quickly."
In the darkness, Gu Qingheng carefully looked at the expression on the other person's face, his eyes flickering.
After hearing Zhao Mingzhu's breathing steady, he held her hand and closed his eyes.
It is absolutely impossible for him to let the other person go.
And... why did Zhao Mingzhu suddenly discover clues when she just went out for a while?
Gu Qingheng had a lot of thoughts in her mind, and someone told her during this time.
All those who fought with them that time died. So who discovered it and reminded Zhao Mingzhu?
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