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"Young master, young master …"

"Scram, scram!" Get lost! All of you, scram! "

Suppressing her anger, Gu Xi finally returned to her courtyard. She couldn't suppress her anger any longer, so she walked quickly. Without waiting for the maidservants behind her to open the door, she kicked the desk in the middle of the room.

"Huala …"

In an instant, the entire table fell to the floor. Pen, ink, paper, and paper fell to the floor.

The maidservants behind him were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they kneeled on the ground. "Young master, please calm your anger …"

The four maidservants had followed Gu Xi since they were children. This was the first time they had seen him lose his temper like this. They were so frightened that their faces turned pale, not knowing what to do.

"Young master, these... Your Highness has personally prepared these for you huh … "

Spring Flower was the oldest out of the four of them, and was also one of Gu Xi's first-rate maidservants. Although she was quite frightened when she saw Gu Xi's anger, she had no choice but to step forward and console her. Gu Yinian had personally prepared all the things in the study. Normally, he treasured them very much. Even if it was just a pen and a piece of paper, he would not be willing to waste them.

Although he was Gu Yinian's only child, he spent most of his years in the military camp and rarely returned home …

He rarely interfered with the affairs of the prince's mansion. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to control Feng Yue and cover the sky with his hands all these years. Although Gu Xi had never lacked anything since she was young, the number of people who had produced something like this was extremely few. He naturally didn't notice this when he was young, but as he slowly grew older, he began to slowly realize …

"Scram, scram!" 'Scram! Isn't it just some crappy stuff? I don't want it, I don't want it … '

It was better to not talk about it. Spring Flower's words were like a knife stabbing into Gu Xi's heart. He didn't want to, but he had never felt this bad. The moment he thought about how much he treasured these things, as long as it was something that his father gave him, he would cherish it with just a piece of paper and a brush. Who would have thought that right now …

What was he trying to expel me for?

At first, when his father said that he would give him the Green Bamboo Academy in the front yard, he was very happy. When he was very young, his mother had told him that the Green Bamboo Institution was prepared for the Crown Prince's son, and that he must make his father happy. When his father was happy, he would give the Green Bamboo Institution to him. When he was young, he did not understand the relationship between the Green Bamboo Institution and the crown prince. Moreover, he had never cared too much about what the crown prince was.

All of this was because he was the only boy in King Gu's estate … No, it should be said that before Gu Qingyi had returned, he had been Gu Yinian's only child. Although Gu Huayan had been raised in the Gu family, and he liked this beautiful and gentle elder sister, he knew in his heart that she wasn't his father's.

Thus, he had never come across any of the conflicts between the brothers of other families … However, as he slowly grew older and became more sensible, he realized that he was different from Xuanyuan Liankang and Mu Jinglei. Their mother was their mother, and the person he was going to call their mother was a portrait, but their mother was someone else … It was then that he slowly began to understand the difference between the two.

Although he felt a bit uncomfortable inside, especially since he didn't want others to talk about direct descendants … Perhaps it was precisely because of this that he had such a good relationship with Gu Huaiyan … When he was young, although he liked this beautiful cousin of his, he wasn't like this. He always protected her … Father, if you can treat someone who isn't related by blood as your own daughter, then no matter what, I am still his own son …

But who would have thought that …

"Young master …"

"Young master …"

Spring blossoms, autumn moon, Xia Yu and Dong Xue were kneeling on the ground. They did not know how to persuade her, so they could only kowtow repeatedly with pale faces. He felt both panicked and confused.

On one hand, he was afraid that Aunt Lian would find out about it, and on the other hand, he still had to think of a way to cover for him …