Chapter 54

Only after the lower body that dirty things exposed to the sun, slowly, in the air fermentation, before long, the smell of decay will slowly spread in the air, as if to thoroughly dissect people.

"Take this and throw it away." As soon as Gu Qingxin came back to the bedroom, she took out a tough silk glove from her sleeve. Aunt Jing had found it from other places before. It happened that she was useful. Unexpectedly, she used it.

Think of the whole time that the two people should have seen the body of the snake, Gu Qingxin's face bloomed a sweet smile.

If you want to offend her, you have to admit the cost of offending her.

In fact, when she touched the shape of the snake, she had a feeling that the silk gloves didn't break so easily, so the snake with its teeth pulled out didn't bite her at all.

They just want to harm her, so they use the snake with tooth extraction instead of the real poisonous snake. They just want to see her make a fool of herself, or to let her husband down. But they will never know that Gu Qingxin lives in the evil spirit of the last life. How can they be afraid of a snake without teeth?

With accurate intuition, Gu Qingxin finds the snake's seven inches and kills it. In order to give them some deterrence, she doesn't hesitate to crush the snake's head.

Some people are always bullying. Now she has no time to talk to them. Let them walk slowly first, and then pick up the two little ones when they have time. I hope they won't provoke her again in the near future! Otherwise, it is not for them to see such a scene!

Xie Chong's special view of the little princess spread to the emperor's ears. It is said that his Majesty was alone in the imperial study, and praised the little princess for her intelligence.

In the same way, when Gu Qingguo ran back crying and told the queen everything, the queen was not in the same good mood as the emperor.

She patted the eldest princess Gu Qingguo on the back, a face of haze, "it seems that the palace underestimated that little bastard, even dare to do that, it seems that the palace did not guess wrong, the last time you were cheated by that little girl, five-year-old child, even have so many small ideas, it is really the palace's fault, even did not guard against her."

"Mother, what shall we do?" Gu Qingguo did not change his mind when he saw the dead snake just now. His eyes were full of fear and worry.

The queen looked at her daughter and said, "it's just a snake. It's really spineless to scare you like this."

Gu Qingguo lowered her head, and the light of hatred really began to appear in her eyes. She was not only frightened by the snake, but also reprimanded by her mother. In the future, she will not be cheated by Gu Qingguo, and she will look good. They are the enemies of death.

"Mother, I'm wrong. But we can't let her continue to be such a bully. What should we do? " Looking up pitifully, Gu Qingguo sincerely admits her mistake. Her clever appearance is that anyone will be cheated by her appearance.

The elegant and comfortable peony, naturally, is priceless. When she shows a delicate expression, it makes people feel pity.

The empress obviously took this, her face improved, and she grabbed Gu Qingguo's hands and said, "the empress has her own idea. Even if she is reincarnated, the empress has a way to make her become a mortal. As long as she is in the palace, she is afraid that she will not fly with a pair of wings."

Gu Qingguo also smiles and nods to show that she agrees with her mother's point of view. In the backyard of the palace, the mother is the biggest person. How many people want to have a hard time with the mother? In the end, they have not been crushed into ants. Now the people who can't have a hard time with the mother have become the ones under the yellow spring. Today's whole palace, who will be the Queen's opponent?

"Qing Guo, you just need to remember that you are the princess of today's national Mother. No one can go beyond you. As long as your mother is still there, you will always be the first person of the princess and will be the most honorable princess in the future. You remember this. You straighten your back. No matter how hard you fight, no one can pass you. "

Mother and daughter look at each other, the eyes are both clear.

On the other hand, Gu Qingxin is in a good mood in his palace, practicing calligraphy.

Outside mufang came to say that the third prince was visiting.

Is the third prince here?

"That's all for today."

Gu Qingxin smiles and holds the small hand of Langhao pen. Although he puts down the pen, someone nearby takes it and cleans it.

Lin pin has just been here. The third prince, the third brother, is coming. So, is it good or bad? It depends on whether Lin pin and his son can communicate with each other.

The third prince, named Gu Minghui, is four years older than Gu Qingxin. Now he is nine years old. Because her biological mother, Lin pin, is a good five character concubine. She is weak and unconquerable. She has few desires and has a weak family background, which also leads to Gu Minghui not being favored. However, according to her previous life experience, this third brother really inherited her biological mother's character. She is also unconquered with the world and has good character. She doesn't love fame and wealth, but only loves poetry and poetry, and also likes to travel. If it wasn't for the prince's status, I'm afraid he would have gone out to travel all over the world.

In his previous life, the third prince was relegated by the world to be an immortal. He was elegant and elegant, with a face like a crown jewel. After he was demoted as a commoner, he traveled all over the world and left many famous poems and sentences, which made a great contribution to the literary history of later generations.Gu Qingxin was not deeply impressed by the three brothers. The first reason was that they were not familiar with each other and had little contact with each other. He was the only one who was impressed that he was always wearing a white robe and the wind was blowing, just like an immortal who was going to fly at any time.

In this life, the 9-year-old is not as good as the best in his previous life. But when he comes near step by step, Gu Qingxin can still see his future achievements from the 9-year-old.

He is still a white robe, pure and flawless, not stained with dust, not stained with mud, not stained with demons, straight from the middle to the outside, not creeping, that is the young man in front of him.

The big lotus embroidered with silver thread on his white robe sets off this man's temperament incisively and vividly.

The boy was only nine years old, and he was still very long. His height was not high enough, but his strong bookish air exposed his liking.

There was not much expression on the boy's face. When Gu Qingxin looked at him, he was also looking at Gu Qingxin, with doubts, expectations and appreciation in his eyes.

"Brother Sanhuang, have you seen enough?" Gu Qingxin showed a small face with a shallow smile, standing in the wind, just like a fresh lotus in the water.

There are butterflies flying over the little princess. It's a beautiful scenery.

This scene is deeply amazing to the young man. The young man's heart moves, and inspiration suddenly surges into his heart. The moment of excitement surges into his mind, and his face turns red with excitement and excitement.

"Huangmei, I want a pencil box, quick!" As he spoke eagerly, he ignored everything and went to Gu's room.

Side of Acacia and red beans to see dumbfounded, this, the three princes are too familiar with it, this action, reckless, let people say what good?

"Your Highness, this..." Mufang came out of the room. The third prince's request didn't come back to her.

"Prepare four treasures for him. Use the fastest speed." Gu Qingxin said with a smile. She thought that she already knew what the third brother was going to do?

At this time, the active thinking of Acacia also reflected, "it seems that the outside world rumors are true, the third prince is indeed a poetry maniac!"

Gu Qingxin nodded, "yes."

With that, he stepped inside. If he didn't guess wrong, the third brother saw her inspiration. Of course, she would go to have a look.

Acacia understood the meaning of his master, quickly follow up, she is also very curious, do not know what the third prince will make.

The only red bean left was puzzled. She didn't know what they were happy about or what they were talking about.

"Sister Acacia, what do you mean by that?" Unfortunately, she is doomed to hear no answer, because her Acacia sister and master have gone.

On the desk where the little princess practices calligraphy, the third prince is writing hard. At this moment, Wen Si is springing up. The third prince is waving his brush with the fastest speed. After a while, a piece of white paper was infected by ink.

Gu Qingxin recited Gu Minghui's poems, and his eyes showed a smile. Sure enough, his literary talent is excellent. No wonder Gu Minghui will become a famous "poetic immortal" when he grows up. No one can compare his achievements in poetry. He has been praised by Xie Chong many times, and he is Xie Chong's most proud disciple in poetry.

"Bihesheng spring is bright and fresh in the morning. The autumn flowers are green and the leaves are dense. Beautiful pink is peerless. Who is the biography of fragrance? Sit and watch the full frost, wither this red fragrant year. If you don't get what you want, I'd like to trust you by the pool. "

Standing next to acacia is also a person who likes poetry. As soon as he saw the que Ci, he felt like it from the bottom of his heart and could not help but read it out quietly.

"What do you think, Huangmei?" Gu Minghui's face is also full of brilliance. With Zi run's poetry, he is smiling now. His face like white jade is his sincere love for poetry.

Gu Qingxin was almost dazzled by him. He laughed like no one could stop him. No wonder he was called a relegated immortal poet when he grew up.

After asking this question, Gu Minghui knew that it was not right. Little Huangmei was only five years old, and she had just entered school. How could he know so much? How could he ask this little Huangmei who was only five years old? I'm a little annoyed with myself.

"Huangmei you --" if you can't understand it, you don't have to comment. Gu Minghui thought so, and was about to say it. Unexpectedly, Gu's soft and tender voice interrupted him.