Chapter 44 We are married, husband and wife are one
"Then I'll go back to the bedroom first?" Zhao Mingzhu stood up.
Gu Qingheng asked inexplicably: "You want to go out now? Changhe is guarding outside."
"Then Your Highness, tell him to go away, and I will sneak out." Zhao Mingzhu thought this was a good idea.
Gu Qingheng nodded lightly, walked out and opened the door.
Zhao Mingzhu listened attentively as Gu Qingheng asked Changhe to go to the study and get the memorial that he had not finished reading during the day.
Changhe's footsteps gradually faded away. Zhao Mingzhu hurried out at this moment. She turned around and said gratefully to Gu Qingheng:
"Thank you, Your Highness!"
"Well, go slower, he won't be back so soon."
Zhao Mingzhu nodded and walked towards her bedroom. Gu Qingheng suddenly called her.
"Princess."
Zhao Mingzhu turned around in confusion: "What's wrong?"
Gu Qingheng said softly: "We are already married, husband and wife are one, you don't have to be afraid of me..."
Zhao Mingzhu waited for him to speak, and Gu Qingheng said, "Don't be so reserved."
Zhao Mingzhu wasn't the kind of person who didn't appreciate kindness. Her climbing onto the bed yesterday should have been a disaster! But Gu Qingheng treated her with care, and now he was even taking the initiative to reconcile.
Good man!
"Thank you, Your Highness. I understand."
She should also change her mindset. Even if they are not lovers, she can try to treat Gu Qingheng normally.
Because Zhao Mingzhu was not originally going to come back, Qiao'er, Jinzhu and Yinzhu had all gone back to rest, so Zhao Mingzhu returned to the bedroom smoothly.
As soon as she entered, Wuyun and Orange came running over, and Zhao Mingzhu squatted down: "Good boy, good boy."
She sucked them one by one before she felt satisfied.
Zhao Mingzhu held the two breasts on the bed. She listened to Wuyun's snoring and Orange's hard work in breastfeeding.
Zhao Mingzhu suddenly felt a sense of security. It would be great if she could continue to get along well with Gu Qingheng.
Zhao Mingzhu has thought about the future too many times. She doesn't want to think about it anymore. It's better to live in the present.
When the enemy comes, we will fight him; when the water comes, we will block it with earth.
Zhao Mingzhu fell asleep here, and Gu Qingheng stood in front of the desk in the side hall. There was a painting on the rosewood table.
In front of the mother-of-pearl orchid screen, two little kittens are playing around the sleeping big cat.
"Your Highness, Bo Ling is here." Changhe said in a low voice while standing outside the door.
Gu Qingheng nodded and rolled up the painting: "Let him wait in the study."
He put the rolled-up painting into a secret drawer, then took it out and took it to the study.
Bo Ling heard footsteps and recognized Gu Qingheng: "This subordinate greets His Highness."
Next to him stood a man in black: "Your Highness, your subordinate Changshu greets you."
There is no need to say much about Bo Ling. Changshu is Changhe's brother, but he has been in the dark for a long time and used the skill of shrinking his bones to appear as a teenager.
"Well, please take a seat."
Gu Qingheng came to the top and placed the painting on the shelf after thinking for a moment.
"Your Highness summoned me here overnight. Is it because of Prince Jing's visit to the capital?"
Bo Ling was still the same, a little sloppy.
Changshu frowned. Bo Ling was courting death again.
"For the poisonous insect." Gu Qingheng went straight to the point.
Bo Ling's face was filled with surprise. "What's wrong with the Gu? Is it refusing to obey Your Highness? That doesn't matter. Your Highness, all you need to do is stop supplying it with blood. In less than half an hour, it will surrender to you."
Gu Qingheng's expression was indifferent: "How to remove it? What preparations are needed?"
Bo Ling dragged out the word "oh" and said, "Your Highness, are you sure you don't need it? That insect can make people obey you and do whatever you want. It would be a pity to take out such a useful insect."
Gu Qingheng crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair: "You talk so much, your tongue must be chewy. Cut down the long tree and feed it to the dog."
Changshu attacked without hesitation. Bo Ling blocked it with his fan and then adjusted his attitude: "Haha, I know I was wrong. I know I was wrong."
Changshu took a step back after seeing Qingheng's expression. Bo Ling complained, "After all, we've worked together for so long, and you don't show any mercy at all."
Changshu ignored him. That little bit of kindness had long been used up by his constant pursuit of death.
"Your Highness, there are two ways to remove the poisonous insect, one civil and one military." Bo Ling opened his fan and said seriously:
"The text says that it will take one year for you to sleep together."
"Wu is the one who used medicine to force the Gu out."
Gu Qingheng: "Continue."
Bo Ling sighed, "In the former case, the person holding the child Gu will be completely unharmed and feel no pain at all. In the latter case, when the Gu crawls out, it will fight for its life. It will cause the host excruciating pain, forcing them to give up, and it will take at least ten days to elicit it."
Ten days.
Gu Qingheng's eyes trembled.
Bo Ling asked, "Your Highness, if you choose Wu, I will go and prepare the medicine to induce the Gu."
"Go down." Gu Qingheng replied.
"Huh?" Bo Ling was about to ask, but Changshu covered his mouth and dragged him away.
Gu Qingheng looked at the scroll on the antique shelf in front of him. Ten days was too long, and Zhao Mingzhu probably couldn't stand it for even a moment.
But she didn't like herself when she was in the same room...
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Zhao Mingzhu stretched lazily and pushed the door open. Qiao'er was placing a new vase in the vase.
"Hey, Princess, why are you in the bedroom?"
"I came back last night." Zhao Mingzhu quickly changed the subject: "This vase is very beautiful."
Qiao Er didn't ask any more questions. "That's right. There was a strange wind last night that broke the old one."
Jinzhu said to Yinzhu, "What are you standing there for?"
Yinzhu's eyes moved back from the side hall, somewhat puzzled, and she shook her head:
"Nothing, I just wanted something to eat in the morning."
It is said that servants follow their masters, and this is absolutely true.
Because Zhao Mingzhu cares a lot about three meals a day, Qiao'er and the other two also learned from her, and Yinzhu even made a recipe for herself.
"Qiao'er will be cooking some plain noodles soon. The Crown Princess will be entering the palace this afternoon. We'll take out all the headgear and palace attire and choose carefully."
Zhao Mingzhu, who had just learned the news, asked, "Why do you want to enter the palace?"
Jinzhu said, "Last night, a maid came to Shoukang Palace and said it was because Prince Jing and Princess Jingning were returning to the capital."
Oh, is it a reunion dinner? Zhao Mingzhu thought, but it has nothing to do with her, just go with your mouth.
She didn't think much about it, then turned around and washed her hands and face.
When she came out, Gu Qingheng appeared with Changhe Changshu. Zhao Mingzhu asked curiously:
"Your Highness has recruited new guards?"
Not yesterday.
"Greetings, Princess. Your subordinate is Changshu."
Zhao Mingzhu looked at Changhe and guessed, "Are you brothers?"
Chang He nodded: "Replying to the Crown Princess, he is my brother."
Zhao Mingzhu understood, looked at the long tree, and blurted out, "I think I've seen you somewhere before."
Changshu tensed instantly, and Gu Qingheng placed the rose curl in front of Zhao Mingzhu:
"He looks similar to Changhe, so you feel like you've seen him before."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Mingzhu picked up the rose roll and took a bite. Comparing the two, it was indeed the same.
While eating, Zhao Mingzhu suddenly remembered that she didn't see Shuangyun.
"Did you see the twin clouds?"
Jinzhu and Yinzhu shook their heads and realized that Qiao'er and Shuangyun were not there. Could it be that these two were fighting over the ownership of the kitchen again?
Speak of Cao Cao and he will appear.
Shuangyun, with disheveled hair and a pile of books, walked up to Zhao Mingzhu and said excitedly:
"I stayed up all night studying, relearning all the zither tablature from ancient times to the present, to ensure that the Crown Princess can learn the zither smoothly!"
Gu Qingheng raised his eyes and saw the porcelain spoon hitting the wall of the bowl, making a crisp sound.
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