Sick Prince Rescue Plan

The tea in Gu Qing's hand became cold a little bit, and the compelling silence gradually spread to every corner of the room.

It made Gu Qing almost unable to breathe!

She has been maintaining the posture of serving tea, her hands have long been sore, but she dared not make a sound.

Adults are most taboo when others interrupt his thoughts aloud when he is meditating.

Gu Qing looked down at the man's boots, her thoughts drifting away involuntarily.

Three years ago, she was not the first oiran of Lanyue Pavilion's fame. It's just a clean man. At that time, the most popular oiran was called Xue Yan.

Xue Yan is very beautiful. Unlike her chubby beauty, Xue Yan's appearance is very aggressive, beautiful and dazzling. Few men who have seen her are not fascinated.

The adult in front of her is said to have something to do with Xue Yan. Xueyan liked him very much anyway, and the adults were more tolerant of her.

Perhaps it was just that little difference that made Xue Yan complacent, thinking that she could occupy a place in the heart of this indifferent adult, and acting more boldly and unruly.

She challenged the adult’s bottom line again and again, and again, when the adult listened to the report, she rushed in, and the result was...

Gu Qing still shuddered when thinking about that scene.

At that time Xueyan liked to wear a white dress with that delicate face, indeed she did not look like a brothel oiran.

She ran in happily. At that time, the adult was sitting behind the table, and a spy dressed in black knelt on the ground without saying a word.

Seeing Xue Yan coming in, the spy glanced at her, and immediately closed his eyes.

Gu Qing happened to be passing there and saw the situation inside from the wide open door. The adult's entire face was only exposed to the outside. It's full of murderous intent inside!

He squeezed Xueyan's neck with one hand and picked her up. His eyes were indifferent, as if he was looking at an object. With a little force in his hand, Xueyan stopped struggling and lost his breath on the spot.

When her head turned around, Gu Qing clearly saw her incomprehension and unwillingness before she died.

This picture has been with her for many years, and it has always been a shadow in her heart. This emotion was gradually suppressed until she replaced Xue Yan as the new oiran.

But today, that fear is like a tarsal maggot, faintly crawling out of her bones.

Just when she could not hold the cup, she suddenly felt light in her hand.

She raised her head and met the beautiful but terrifying eyes of the adult.

"From now on, to be honest, you don't want to repeat the same mistakes that happened three years ago?"

The man’s tall body leaned down slightly, and a shadow directly enveloped Gu Qing. Under this strong pressure, she stood up straight and whispered: “The slave and maid knew that she was wrong. I will never dare to do it again next time. Grace of not killing!"

Even if the man's voice was so good, Gu Qing didn't want to appreciate it anymore.

The sound from hell, no matter how good it sounds, it is terrible!

The man took the cold cup of tea, and as soon as he handed it out, the cup fell steadily on the table.

Gu Qing breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this, a breeze blew through the window, and she felt cold behind her, and then she suddenly realized that her clothes had long been wet with cold sweat!

The man walked over to the table and sat down and looked at it thoughtfully, "You just said that when you were at Anguo Temple, it was the little prince Jun who saved you?"