The Glamorous Plump Princess

Is she his antidote?

It turned out that it was just an antidote.

Not even individuals.

There was a huge sense of loss in her heart, and for a moment she lay on the door softly, unable to drown her entire body.

Uncontrollably trembling, she wanted to run away from this place of calculation.

Shivering, one inattentive, she even fell down with the door.

There was a loud noise, and the whole hall was billowing with smoke.

In the smoke, a tumbling figure was like a ball, and he rolled into Gu Jinghong's eyes.

Gu Jinghong's eyebrows frowned, and the eyes on Pei Zhuang's eyes were a little more inquiring.

Pei Zhuang rolled a few times on the ground, stopped in front of Gu Jinghong's feet, and lay on the ground for a long while, then eased from the dizziness.

As soon as she looked up, she saw two pairs of eyes staring straight at her, and greeted her with a stiff smile incidentally.

Looking at the embarrassed look of her gray-headed face, Gu Jinghong's eyes darkened, a slight arc was drawn around the corner of her mouth, and her eyebrows were gentle.

Zhang Chaozong, on the other hand, did not hold back, and fluttered a laugh.

Pei Zhuang was indignant, her eyes were full of grievances, and Yingying looked to Gu Jinghong.

"Can't get up yet? It makes people look into the system." Gu Jinghong rebuked, but his face was always soft.

"Yes."

Thinking of what I heard just now, Pei Zhuang had tears in her eyes, raised her hands hard, looked at the broken elbow, and took a breath.

It really hurts!

Gu Jinghong's gaze fell on Pei Zhuang's hand, and she frowned slightly, subconsciously trying to reach out and help her.

But Pei Zhuang shrank back sharply, and seemed very scared.

Gu Jinghong's eyebrows frowned even more. Her reaction was a little bit wrong. Did she hear what she said just now?

"hiss!"

Just then, Pei Zhuang accidentally touched her wound and made a cry.

Seeing her pitiful appearance, Gu Jinghong's heart suddenly softened, and she commanded Zhang Chaozong on the side, "You show her!"

Sure enough, this idea!

Seeing his gaze, Pei Zhuang stepped back subconsciously, but did not dare to be too obvious, for fear of annoying the little emperor, he grabbed himself and bleed in a hurry.

"I'm fine! Um, I mean, for this little injury, I don't bother Zhang Taiyi." Pei Zhuang waved his hands freely, resisting the impulse of pain, and stabilized his mind. "Neither matter, minister妾 It's gone. "

She sighed with relief as she hurried back to the temple.

just……

Why is Gu Jinghong poisoned? Why is his own blood the antidote?

What does this have to do with the death of the original owner?

The warm sunlight was shining on her body, but she was like a falling ice cave.

The door squeaked open suddenly.

Pei Zhan's hairs stood up instantly, grabbed the hand platform at hand and watched the door vigilantly.

Lan'er came in to see Pei makeup like this, and she was frightened, and said, "Mother ... the emperor ordered, to accompany you for dinner in the evening.

Seeing Laner, Pei Zhuang hadn't let down her breath, but she mentioned Gu Yanhong directly when she heard Gu Jinghong's name.

Is he coming?

But no matter how reluctant she was, Gu Jinghong still came, and she couldn't stop it.

A big round table, one person at this end and one person at that end.

Like Cowherd and Weaver Girl, the two ends of the bridge look at each other from a distance.

As a slightly fat weaver, Pei Zhuang refused.

The air gradually began to freeze, and the two of them could still make a few words at first, but then they kept silent and kept silent.

After finally getting to the end of the meal, Pei Zhuang thought that her torture had finally come to an end, but Gu Jinghong stayed.

God knows how much cultivation Pei makeup must use in order to suppress the urge to get dirty at the exit!

"Love concubine, go to bed." Gu Jinghong took the initiative and said that she would hold her hand.

Pei Zhuang earnestly indifferently, "the minister is unwell, I'm afraid he can't serve his Majesty."

"Anyway, I just want to hug you." After speaking, Gu Jinghong just put Pei makeup circle in his arms.

"Chen Chen ... Chen Chen is ill, and it's not good to be afraid of His Majesty after his illness."

Pei Zhuang earned and found that she couldn't make it, so she used a little bit of strength, and raised her voice a little bit: "Please let go!