V2.Chapter 213

When entering the Gu Palace, there are many hurdles. From the foot of the mountain to the gate of the Gu Palace, there are almost every 100 steps, and every ten steps. Therefore, the guards inside the Gu Palace are not as tight as those outside.

A Wei and the others waited at the entrance and exit of Gu Mountain. Jiang Hai sneaked into the back of Gu Palace and stole a few sets of waiter's clothes and brought them to put on for a few people.

As the so-called play and complete set, since they "died" in the Gu Mountain, it is best not to let the people in the Gu Palace see them come out alive. As for their corpses, this is easy to handle. The corpse was eaten.

When the clothes were presented to A Wei, A Wei refused.

Everyone looked at him in confusion.

He said very seriously: "I'm not dead, I'm just in a coma, and I came out by myself when I woke up."

Everyone: "..."

Uh, is it really good for you to play like this?

A Wei's script was like this at the beginning, so he insisted on implementing the script to the end, even though he was the youngest among them, he usually hardly interjected, but once he made a certain decision, eight horses Can't pull it back.

As a result, A Wei was the only one of the four Gu Masters who caught bugs for the little old Gu.

The guard's attendant looked at him and behind him, and asked in confusion, "May I ask Mr. Awei, where are your three companions? Didn't they come out with you?"

Oh, they've gotten out.

A Wei said indifferently: "Dead, let the beast eat it, and there are no corpses."

But you don't look very sad at all, the waiter stared at A Wei in a daze: "You, your condolences."

"Yeah." Awei left with a blank expression.

A quarter of an hour later, the house was fried, because a waiter said, "I suspect that the great Gu Master killed his three companions! He even fed their bodies to the beasts! He looks so ruthless! He is the master of the three little Gu elders, why he killed his companions, we don't know, and we don't dare to ask!"

All of this has nothing to do with A Wei and the three companions who were "killed" by A Wei. The four of them had already brought their trophies and successfully got on the carriage back to Helian Mansion.

On the other hand, Elder Meng Gu also left the Gu Palace. At the time, he was so angry that he didn't care about being afraid. Now he got on the carriage, and the fear in his heart gradually spread to his heart. He forced himself to calm down, but found that. His legs were shaking.

"Mr. Meng, how many of them? Didn't they come?" the driver asked.

Not to mention his companions who were still talking to him a second in advance, and then died in unison the next second, this is too evil, is it really not the work of a ghost? Old Meng Gu rolled his eyes in fright and finally fainted.

This dizziness delayed the time to return to the Queen's Mansion.

The lady didn't know that the snow toad that she was thinking of had been robbed. She lay on the luxurious and soft bed, dreaming peacefully.

She dreamed that she had obtained the Snow Toad, and with the assistance of Elder Meng Gu, the Snow Toad recognized her as the master. Although the Snow Toad was known as the Queen Gu, she was actually the most powerful King of Thousand Gu, and it was the closest to Nanzhao. The existence of the sacred object, its breath, even the national teacher can hardly identify the true and false.

One hundred Gu beads glowed faintly in her hands, and she stood on the holy altar that belonged to the monarch.

The royal father took out the glittering golden imperial jade seal and handed it to her gently and kindly.

Seeing that she was about to take the jade seal into her hands, she suddenly shook and woke up!

a dream...

She let out a long sigh.

Xu Qi cheered up again, the corner of her lips curled, and soon it was no longer a dream. She had worked hard for this day for so many years, and it was time to repay her. Power, status, and men, despite the hardships, she wanted what she wanted. Everything finally arrived.

She touched the side of the bed sideways and found that it was empty beside her. She hurriedly stood up and asked coldly, "Where's the concubine?"

The maid who was on duty at night hurried over, bowed across the curtain, and reported, "If you go back to His Highness, the concubine will go to the study."

The lady frowned: "What time is it?"

The maid said: "Ugly four quarters."

Just after half of the night, why did the concubine go to the study?

"Do you need a slave to invite a concubine?" the maid asked in a low voice.

"No, you step back." The lady ordered.

"Yes."

The maid bowed respectfully.

The lady put on a robe and loose long hair like ink, and slowly went to the study.

In the study, the concubine sat alone in front of the windowsill, staring at the moon in the sky like a daze.

The silver moonlight slanted down, like a layer of cool silver gauze plated on the ground and on the man.

The lady's eyes paused, the lotus steps moved slightly, and she crossed the threshold with a smile, and the cold clothes rubbed against the threshold to make a rustling sound.

She eased her footsteps, came quietly behind the concubine, and lowered her head gently: "Can't you fall asleep again? What are you looking at?"

The concubine did not speak.

The lady is used to it. Whenever he has something on his mind, he will stare blankly at the sky, and he does not know how this habit came.

The lady sat down on the chair beside him, held his hand gently and said, "I've been too busy these past two days, but I neglected you, is there something troublesome in the cabinet? "

"No," said the concubine.

He still looked at the sky, and he didn't know whether he was looking at the moon, the stars in the sky, or the endless darkness in the sky.

The lady said again: "Then why do you look so preoccupied? Have a nightmare?"

"No." said the concubine.

The lady nodded: "Okay, you have nothing to worry about, you just want to appreciate the moon, then I will accompany you to appreciate the moon."

The concubine finally withdrew her gaze from the night sky and turned to look at her: "You have to go to the morning tomorrow."

The lady clenched his hand and said affectionately, "It's not as important as you in the early morning."

The concubine looked straight ahead, his eyes fell on the epiphyllum blooming on the window sill, he seemed to hesitate for a moment, and Fang asked, "Don't you think I'm ugly?"

The lady looked at his impeccable right face and said earnestly: "Why do you think so? We are husband and wife, I didn't tell you, no matter what you become, you will always be my husband."

"Really?" the concubine murmured.

The lady looked at him deeply: "Hongyan is easy to be old, do you want to dislike me and leave me when I lose my face in the future?"

"How?" The concubine asked back.

The lady smiled softly: "Then why don't you get it? Besides, your face turned like this because of me. If I despise you, then what am I? It wasn't you who blocked the assassin's sword for me, and now this scar It should be on my face."

The concubine shook his head dazedly: "I can't remember."

The lady's plain hand stroked his cheek: "It's not a pleasant memory, it doesn't matter if you don't remember it, you just need to know that you have me in your heart, and you can even give up your own life for me, and I treat you the same way. , no one or anything in this world can separate us."

The concubine covered his heart and mouth, there was indeed a person in his heart, and he had a son with that person.

"It's me, and our son." The lady said knowingly.

"You like..." The concubine got stuck, and after a while, he murmured, "You like eating snake meat, I don't like it, but since you like it, I will accompany you to like it."

The lady smiled and said, "Don't you remember this?"

The concubine shook his head.

"Do you still want to enjoy the moon again?" said the lady.

The concubine said: "I'll sit for a while, you go to sleep first, don't accompany me."

The lady thought for a while: "Then I'll go first, don't be too late, you still have to be careful."

After all, she got up to leave.

The concubine suddenly said, "I drew a picture."

The lady stopped when she heard the words and looked at him: "Really? Show it to me."

The concubine opened the drawer, took out the scroll, and slowly spread it out on the desk.

When the lady saw the man on the portrait, she was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing: "Isn't it you who painted this yourself?"

Although he changed his clothes, his eyes didn't look alike, he was twenty years younger, and the scar on his face was gone, but it was still not hard to tell that it was him. After all, who else could look so similar except himself?

The lady smiled and said, "What do you do when you paint yourself? You are so young and beautiful. I said that I don't mind if your appearance is damaged, so don't mind yourself."

The concubine silently collected the scroll.

"Did I say the wrong thing? I don't blame you for drawing yourself...I..." The lady suddenly ran out of words. The man was very careful, angry without warning, and very difficult to coax.

"It's not me," said the concubine.

"What?" The lady didn't understand.

"Nothing." The concubine put the scroll back in the drawer.

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