Anyway, Gu Mu is currently very troubled because he is too handsome.
"Why am I so handsome?" Gu Mu sighed, touching his face.
Then, he messed up his hair to try to hide his handsomeness before following the assassins out of the palace.
He even thought,
Would the girls in the brothel refuse to take his money because he was too handsome?
Of course, I can't do it without charging money.
If he doesn't accept money, wouldn't he become the one being seduce?
"Not only am I handsome, I'm also rich." Gu Mu was quite distressed.
Why is it that by traveling through time, you have everything?
A seemingly ethereal wife, the power to rule a nation, an incredible system, and endless wealth...
“I often feel distressed because life has lost its worries…” Gu Mufan’s racetrack.
"Your Highness, what did you say?"
The assassin didn't understand Versailles literature; he only felt that His Highness's words didn't conform to normal human logic.
I couldn't help but ask another question.
"It's nothing. Let's go to the brothel." Gu Mu took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, climbed into the carriage, had his bodyguard act as the driver, left the palace, and then got off the carriage at a place that was close to the brothel but not conspicuous, and walked to the brothel.
The assassins cared deeply for His Highness.
His existence is solely for Your Highness.
So His Highness's words just now bothered him greatly—could it be that His Highness's madness has worsened?
Although the loyal followers were devoid of emotion, they were extremely loyal to Gu Mu.
So the assassin, who had been holding back all the way, finally couldn't help but say at the entrance of the brothel, "Master, if you're sick, we'll treat you. So what if you're crazy? There's nothing shameful about it."
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