Chapter 165 I Used to Hate You
When Zhao Mingzhu woke up, she instinctively felt someone was staring at her, so she turned her head to look.
Look at me, you bastard!
Then she met Gu Qingheng's eyes, and the other party's eyes were dim. Zhao Mingzhu:?
She turned her head and looked at the night outside, confused.
"Why are you up and staring at me in the middle of the night?"
Zhao Mingzhu touched her face and said, "I haven't become uglier, but I haven't become more beautiful either."
It was outrageous. Zhao Mingzhu went down barefoot and even went to the dressing mirror to look around, seeming a little intoxicated.
It’s great, she is still as beautiful as ever, stunning as the moon and flowers.
Gu Qingheng put his arm around her waist, hugged her from behind, and whispered, "Mingzhu, Mingzhu."
Although Zhao Mingzhu didn't understand the reason behind the other party's behavior, she felt that everyone would feel uncomfortable for a few days every month.
She placed her hand on Gu Qingheng's head and soothed him, "What's wrong?"
Gu Qingheng's kisses fell like raindrops, Zhao Mingzhu was unable to hide her anxiety and dodged:
"What happened? Why did the emperor ask you to enter the palace?"
After Gu Yan was captured, the ban on the Eastern Palace was lifted, and Gu Qingheng had already entered the palace when Zhao Mingzhu moved back.
She didn't know what the other party was going to do.
"Gu Yan is dead." Gu Qingheng turned the person around and touched forehead to forehead.
"I cut her into pieces, threw her bones into a mass grave, and threw her head into a dry well."
Zhao Mingzhu frowned slightly after hearing this. No wonder Gu Qingheng took a bath late at night. Now there was water on the ends of his hair.
She sighed, pulled Gu Qingheng to lie down side by side, and said softly, "Do you want to talk?"
Gu Qingheng's methods are naturally terrifying, but there must be a reason for this.
Just like Yinzhu said before, Gu Qingheng likes killing people, but he doesn’t like to torture others.
Gu Qingheng did not let go of her hand. When he ascended the throne, it had been more than ten years since his mother's death, but the scene of finding the remains seemed as if it were yesterday.
It became clearer and clearer, so clear that he seemed to see how her flesh was cut off, chopped up and sprinkled on the cheese.
But he didn't want to tell Zhao Mingzhu about this. He turned around and said:
"Mingzhu, I once hated you."
"Why? I didn't do anything." Zhao Mingzhu protested.
Gu Qingheng pulled her into his arms, his eyes twinkling: "Go to sleep, I'm tired too."
But Zhao Mingzhu lay down and said: "Then tell me about it, otherwise I can't sleep."
It is totally unfair that a coward like her could be hated by others.
"Mingzhu, you never liked asking questions before, so why are you interested now?"
Zhao Mingzhu knew a lot, but she neither asked nor ran away.
She didn't like Gu Qingheng and kept silent about everything about him.
Don't judge, don't participate, don't care.
After hearing this, Zhao Mingzhu fell asleep and then stood up again: "Things are different now. I can't run away anyway, so I'd like to learn more in case it's useful."
Gu Qingheng chuckled after hearing this, and then said: "Close your eyes and go to sleep, I will tell you slowly."
Zhao Mingzhu lay down, closed her eyes, and urged, "Go ahead."
She wanted to hear what was going on.
"I hate you for appearing, I hate you for disappearing, and I hate you even more for not liking me."
"I can't do anything about it. It's not up to me to decide whether to appear or disappear." Zhao Mingzhu muttered.
Gu Qingheng patted her back: "I know, I forgive you."
Zhao Mingzhu snorted: "Who cares."
But it was indeed late at night, and Zhao Mingzhu began to doze off again and slowly fell asleep.
Gu Qingheng listened to the steady breathing beside his ear.
In the huge palace, throughout the long years of spring, summer, autumn and winter, year after year, he painted many pictures of Zhao Mingzhu, but he never knew that the person in the painting was Zhao Mingzhu until his death.
After death, he remembered her, but he died again.
God was playing a trick on him and refused to give him a happy ending.
He was also allowed to observe how Gu Qingheng and Zhao Mingzhu interacted with each other on a daily basis.
At that time, he thought that if he could meet Zhao Mingzhu, he would be willing to give everything.
This time, he got what he wanted and he really met Zhao Mingzhu, but he seemed to be a little late again.
Zhao Mingzhu had escaped once and was caught again.
Gu Qingheng wanted to use force to keep the other party, and he also wanted to.
But in the end, none of them chose to do so.
The wind blew outside the window, and Gu Qingheng kissed Zhao Mingzhu on the face. It was time for him to leave.
During this period, both Gu Xun and Gu Yan were dealt with, and there was basically no factor that could threaten her safety in the future.
Gu Qingheng was a little reluctant, but he still smiled. It was enough.
You can't be too greedy.
After the summer came, Zhao Mingzhu woke up very early, and Gu Yu and An Yun both came.
The three of them sat under the grape trellis, and Zhao Mingzhu used a stool to pick the last two bunches of grapes left on the tree.
"You are so lucky. I left this especially for you two."
"You're probably tired of it." Gu Yu waved his round fan.
Zhao Mingzhu turned around and said, "You idiot, you only know how to make malicious assumptions about me."
An Yun was lying on the table, drowsy.
Zhao Mingzhu placed the grapes on the plate and nudged her: "It's so early in the morning. Who are you trying to show off your gloomy face to?"
Gu Yu plucked a grape and peeled it: "A typical face of excessive indulgence."
An Yun suddenly covered Gu Yu's mouth and ate the grapes. She blushed and said:
"Is it glorious to say this in broad daylight?"
Really, I'm just a little tired.
Seeing this, Zhao Mingzhu laughed and said, "Anzi, the food is so delicious, why don't you share the details with us?"
By the way, do mermaids have one or two penises?
Then Zhao Mingzhu shook her head. If there were only two, An Yun would probably run away overnight.
Gu Yu blinked, and An Yun said viciously: "Don't talk nonsense, otherwise I will ask you and Cream Boy."
"He's a pretty boy." Zhao Mingzhu was too tired to complain.
After An Yun let go of Gu Yu, Gu Yu turned around and looked at Gu Qingheng under the rose frame:
"I thought my brother and Gu Xun would fight for a long time, but how come they just killed them all so easily?"
Back then in the imperial mausoleum, Gu Qingheng had so many opportunities to kill the two of them, but he didn't do it.
It wasn't long after returning to the capital that the killing was completed.
Zhao Mingzhu grabbed a grape and stuffed it into her mouth, mumbling, "People always change."
What's more, it wasn't the same Gu Qingheng.
What? You asked me how I found out.
Zhao Mingzhu said that she was not a fool and had guessed it long ago.
But they didn't want her to know, so she didn't expose it.
"Zhao Mingzhu, when are you going to have a child?" Gu Yu fanned the air and said:
"Anzi can prepare to have a baby now. Lend it to me to play with for a while. If you cry, I'll return it to you."
"You wish."
"Yes, Gu Yu, when will you and Bo Ling get married? We are still waiting for the wedding night."
An Yun was enjoying the fun and continued, "How about you get married and I give you ten shops in good locations and ten boxes of gold?"
She is rich and has the most money.
Now that she is married, she is in charge of the money of the general's mansion and Bai Lan's private money.
Now he is very rich.
Gu Yu thought about this and said, "I have to ask Bo Ling."
An Yun shouted, "What's there to ask? He'll be married in as soon as you say it."
Mingzhu said that when Gu Yu beckoned, Bo Ling went to bed with him.
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