Chapter 11

She's his antidote?

So, it's just an antidote.

Not even a person.

A huge sense of loss came up in her heart. For a moment, she leaned on the door, unable to submerge her whole body.

Uncontrollable shivering, she wanted to escape, escape from this place full of calculation.

Trembling, a inattentive, she even with the door fell out.

There was a loud bang and the whole hall was filled with smoke and dust.

In the smoke, a round figure rolled like a ball, Gulu Gulu rolled to Gu Jinghong's eyes.

Gu Jinghong's eyebrows wrinkled up, and the eyes on Pei's makeup made him more inquisitive.

Pei makeup rolled on the ground for several times, stopped at Gu Jinghong's feet, lay on the ground for a long time, and then recovered from the vertigo.

As soon as she looked up, she saw two pairs of eyes staring at her, and she was busy greeting her, and then she gave a stiff smile.

Looking at her disheartened face, Gu Jinghong's eyes are deep, and the corners of her mouth have a light arc. The eyebrows and eyes are gentle.

However, Zhang Chaozong didn't hold back and chuckled.

Pei makeup angrily beat the ground, beautiful eyes full of grievances, Ying Ying Ying looked at Gu Jinghong.

"Not yet? Let's see what it's like. " Gu Jinghong scolded, but his face was always soft.

"Yes."

Remembering what he had just heard, Pei put up her hand with tears in her eyes, looked at her elbow and took a breath.

What a pain!

Gu Jinghong's eyes also fell on Pei's hands, slightly frowning, subconsciously trying to reach out to help her.

But Pei makeup is suddenly back a shrink, seems to be very afraid of the appearance.

Gu Jinghong's eyebrows are even tighter. There is something wrong with her reaction. Did she hear what she said just now?

"Hiss!"

At this time, Pei make-up accidentally touched his wound and gave out a painful cry.

Seeing her pitiful appearance, Gu Jinghong's heart suddenly softened. He said to Zhang Chaozong, "show her!"

It was the idea!

Seeing his eyes, Pei makeup took a step back subconsciously, but he didn't dare to show it too clearly. For fear that he might annoy the little emperor, he grabbed himself up in a hurry and bled.

"I'm fine! Well, I mean, I don't want to bother Zhang Taiyi with this little wound. " Pei makeup casually waved his hand, forced to resist the impulse of painful cry, steadied his heart and said, "I have nothing to do, and I will leave now."

She was relieved when she hurried back to the palace.

Just

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

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

The warm sunshine is shining on her, but she is like an ice cave.

The door suddenly creaked open.

Pei's make-up and hair stand up instantly, grabbing the inkstone at hand and looking at the door warily.

Lan'er came in and saw this kind of Pei make-up. She was shocked and said: "Niang The emperor ordered me to accompany you for dinner in the evening. "

See is Lan Er, Pei makeup has not put down a breath, but also in hearing Gu Jinghong's name directly mentioned the throat eyes.

He's coming?

But no matter how reluctant she is, Gu Jinghong still comes, she can't stop it.

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

Like a cowherd and a weaver, the two ends of the magpie bridge look at each other from afar.

As a little fat weaver, Pei makeup is rejected.

The air began to solidify gradually. At first, the two could have two sentences. Later, they simply understood and kept silent.

Finally, after finishing the meal, Pei Zhuang thought her torture was over, but Gu Jinghong stayed.

Days know Pei makeup is to use how much self-restraint, in order to suppress the export of dirty impulse!

"Go to bed, princess." Or Gu Jinghong takes the initiative first, and then goes to take her hand.

Pei makeup of the color of the earned, "my concubine body discomfort, afraid is unable to serve his majesty."

"No harm, I just want to hold you." Finish saying, Gu Jinghong is hard to circle Pei makeup into the bosom.

"My concubine I'm sick. I'm afraid it's not good to be angry with your majesty. "

Pei make-up made a profit. When he found that he could not make it, he used a few more efforts. His words also raised a few tones: "please let go!"