Chapter 146 Gu Qingheng’s heart suddenly filled with anger.



Chapter 146 Gu Qingheng’s heart suddenly filled with anger.

The three of them sat down.

The Duke of Zhenguo's eyes passed over Gu Qingheng and then to Zhao Mingzhu.

Zhao Mingzhu: Hehehe.

The Duke of Zhenguo’s fists hardened.

"This time, I and the Crown Princess brought a snow ginseng with me, and my father specially gave it to the Duke."

Gu Qingheng put down the teacup, his voice as smooth as broken jade, neither hurried nor slow.

The Duke of Zhenguo took it from Changhe's hand, then opened it and saw that the ginseng was snow-white all over, with uniform color and complete whiskers.

It is indeed a good ginseng.

"This old minister thanks Your Majesty for his grace."

The Duke of Zhenguo put the box back and said, "But I am a rough man, so I don't need such a good thing."

The Duke of Zhenguo felt like an ant on a hot pan, running around in circles in a panic.

What is going on?

Who can explain in detail.

Perhaps knowing that the father and daughter had not seen each other for a long time, Gu Qingheng stood up with the island record:

"Today, let's have dinner before leaving. What do you think, Princess?"

Zhao Mingzhu shrugged: "Okay."

Anyway, she likes the food from all places.

Gu Qingheng walked upright, passed by the window and went to Zhao Mingzhu's boudoir.

"What's going on..." The Duke of Zhenguo raised his voice, and the old butler quickly made a hushing gesture.

"My Lord, be careful, there are ears behind the walls."

The Duke of Zhenguo held back his anger and lowered his voice, "Rebellious girl, if you don't explain yourself to me today, I'll make you suffer."

Compared to the Duke of Zhenguo's nervousness, Zhao Mingzhu was much more relaxed after returning to his hometown. He even crossed his legs and took a bite of an apple.

Dogs won't eat apples.

She continued to eat a few more bites and said, "Gu Qingheng found out that I was not dead and brought me back."

Her tone was casual and normal, but to the Duke of Zhenguo's ears it was like a ghost story.

"So he knows everything?" Zhenguo's eyes flickered.

He thought that it seemed that he would not be able to retire unscathed.

I didn't expect that I would lose my integrity in my later years when I was so old.

I don’t know if it would be useful to bring up his great-grandfather.

Zhao Mingzhu watched as the dejected look on the Duke of Zhenguo's face faded, and then he forced himself to scold her:

"Zhao Mingzhu, you rebellious girl, our Zhao family will be defeated by you sooner or later."

The Duke of Zhenguo immediately stood up and said, "Let me look for something suitable for me to take to the palace and apologize. In consideration of our family's generations of loyalty to the emperor, please show some mercy, Your Majesty."

Zhao Mingzhu listened and burst out laughing: "Hahaha, my father, don't worry, you can still be your Duke in peace."

Under the questioning gaze of the Duke of Zhenguo, Zhao Mingzhu finished the last bite of the apple:

"Gu Qingheng knows, but he won't pursue the matter. Don't worry about it."

"Asshole, who are you calling mediocre?"

The Duke of Zhenguo was itching and finally succeeded in relieving the itch on Zhao Mingzhu's ear.

He grabbed Zhao Mingzhu's ears and said, "Speak clearly, you rebellious girl!"

Zhao Mingzhu was so angry that she grimaced: "Hey...Gu Qingheng loves me too much and promised not to punish anyone!"

The Duke of Zhenguo was a little surprised after hearing this. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince just let it go so lightly?

In his heart, he laughed at his daughter for being narcissistic, but he remembered how after her death, Gu Qingheng loved her and loved her family, and often came to visit the lonely old woman.

He sighed softly. It seemed that Mingzhu had indeed died when he loved her the most.

The Duke of Zhenguo was also a very open-minded person, and he did not ask for any other details.

Instead, he warned: "Mingzhu, even if he really loves you, you still have to remember what he said when he returned home for your father."

"What?" Zhao Mingzhu rubbed his ears.

The Duke of Zhenguo was so angry that he was about to reach out and grab her again, but Zhao Mingzhu immediately said, "I know, I know, I remember now."

It seemed that this rebellious girl had already forgotten it. Zhenguo Gong wanted to repeat it, but seeing his daughter's innocent and lively appearance,

He suddenly didn't want to talk anymore.

It's a good thing that she is loved by her husband now.

Why should I say anything and create unknown worries?

People should still live in the present and feel the present moment.

"Forget it, kid, I'm just playing the lute to a cow." The Duke of Zhenguo turned around and said to the old housekeeper:

"Tell someone to prepare more meals that the young lady and His Highness would like."

Zhao Mingzhu quickly said, "Don't give him too many sweets. Gu Qingheng doesn't like sweets."

The Duke of Zhenguo was surprised that Gu Qingheng didn't like sweet things, and signaled the old butler to prepare it quickly.

"It's still early for dinner, I want to go to sleep."

Zhao Mingzhu yawned, then took out a brocade bag from her arms.

"I went to Chuncheng. There's a temple of the sea god there. I heard it's very effective in blessing people with safety."

The Duke of Zhenguo took it and muttered, "Who would believe this? You little girls are so easily deceived."

It is a talisman.

Zhenguo Gong read it over and then put it into the brocade bag at his waist.

When I looked up and saw Zhao Mingzhu's face, I knew you believed it.

The Duke of Zhenguo shouted at her, "Go, go, go."

In Zhao Mingzhu's boudoir, Gu Qingheng stood in the center, slowly passing by the things that had traces of Zhao Mingzhu.

In fact, it is very easy to distinguish, just like the island record in his hand, you can tell at a glance that it belongs to Zhao Mingzhu.

Gu Qingheng finally sat down at the desk. He suddenly remembered that he had been in the Hall of Supreme Harmony. He seemed to feel that someone was watching him in the corner.

There is nothing in the past.

Now from my memory, Zhao Mingzhu did appear that day.

She hasn't been seen since then.

God had mercy on him, but it was only a flash in the pan.

"Zhao Mingzhu, Zhao Mingzhu..."

"Who is calling me?" Zhao Ming walked in from the outside with a swagger, and then came to his side in a loud voice.

He leaned on the desk and started to dig.

"Gu Qingheng, what do you want me to do?" Strange, where did the top-notch storybook of "He Chases Him and He Escapes" that was placed here go?

She only read half of it!

Gu Qingheng's eyes fell on her drooping hair, a few strands of which brushed against the back of his hand.

"I was wondering why you showed up at that time."

If it appeared, why did it suddenly disappear?

If it disappears, why not disappear forever?

It unexpectedly appeared again and again in his dreams, and he could only watch and could never touch it.

Not even a clear face was left.

Zhao Mingzhu's mind was filled with restricted images. She said in a depressed tone, "Why else? It's my fate."

Upon hearing this, Gu Qingheng put his five fingers together, and the strands of black hair were trapped in his palms.

"It's my fate, isn't it?"

His life was so short, but in another world, he had the complete her.

Why?

The moon alone does not shine on him.

Gu Qingheng's expression remained normal, but Zhao Mingzhu's animal-like instinct kicked in and she stood up and looked around.

"Why does it feel cold?"

She thought about it and decided that it was probably because she didn't sleep well that she was being suspicious.

Then she lifted the hem of her smoky purple skirt and was about to dance away.

Just as her wrist was grabbed, Zhao Mingzhu looked back in confusion, and fell into the sandalwood in a dizzying manner.

"Gu Qingheng..."

When their cold lips touched, Zhao Mingzhu was surprised to find that the other person's body had always been so cold?

"Mingzhu, you should call me husband." Gu Qingheng whispered as their lips parted.

He stared at Zhao Mingzhu, who had a frown on her face.

She doesn't want to.

Gu Qingheng's heart suddenly filled with anger.

Zhao Mingzhu put her hand on his forehead and asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Are you sick?"

She thought for a moment: "Gu Qingheng, are you wearing too little?"

Then he disagreed, "You're already married, why do you still care about grace but not warmth?"

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