Dressed as a tyrant's group favorite Xiaojiaojiao Gu Nuoer Gu Yihan The second thousand and seventy-eight chapters are either lame or blind, something must be wrong
The second thousand and seventy-eight chapters are either lame or blind, something must be wrong
As soon as he went out, he found that it was raining lightly outside.
Ning Chudie handed him a coir raincoat.
Qi Jingsheng put on his clothes and walked quickly towards the imperial city gate.
He stepped through puddles and passed a wonton stall with only a few customers, when he heard the stall owner and the only customer chatting about the Four Seasons Candy Shop.
Qi Jingsheng slowed down.
"In this world, even the princess's shop will have problems. Where do you think it is safe?"
"Harmful! In fact, if you look at the kind of people the gang in the princess shop are, you will know that they are not reliable!"
"What's the meaning?"
"Someone who is either lame or old can barely walk. I heard that the little accountant girl was brought from a brothel. Even the steward named Qi was blind before!"
"This happened."
"How can people like them, who have physical problems themselves, keep an eye on the store for the princess? Something will happen sooner or later!"
Qi Jingsheng secretly clenched his fists, lowered the brim of his hat, and left quickly.
Gu Nuoer will be in the palace all day today.
First, I accompanied Gu Yihan to handle government affairs in the imperial study, and then I heard that the two white tigers refused to eat well because of the hot weather.
So Gu Nuoer stayed in the Liger Garden for the whole afternoon.
When they returned to Qiushui Palace in the evening, Concubine Yi and Concubine Lan came to visit for a chat, and Concubine Qiao left the two of them to have dinner together.
After they left, Gu Nuoer finished taking a bath and it was already dark.
It was drizzling outside the window, and her eyelids were drowsy.
Just when the girl was about to fall asleep.
Wanxuan's voice came from the door——
"Your Highness, are you asleep? A clerk in the sugar shop has a token and says he is looking for you in an emergency."
Gu Nuoer suddenly opened her beautiful eyes, and the sleepiness inside them disappeared without a trace.
She hurriedly sat up, put on a thin robe, and stepped forward to open the door.
Qi Jingsheng stood in the courtyard, keeping a polite distance and not coming forward.
The moment Gu Nuoer saw him, she frowned slightly: "Jingsheng, come here and ask, what's the emergency?"
Qi Jingsheng stepped forward and told Gu Nuoer everything that happened in the shop during the day.
The girl's face gradually became serious as she listened.
She pressed her eyebrows: "Uncle Chen is indeed ill, right?"
Qi Jingsheng nodded solemnly: "Yes."
Gu Nuoer thought for a moment, then turned around and went into the palace to change clothes.
And said to Wanxuan: "Sister Wanxuan passes the carriage."
Wanxuan was shocked: "It's already late at night, Your Highness the Princess still wants to go? If there is anything, I can solve it tomorrow."
Gu Nuoer shook his head: "We can't wait, we have to give a solution tomorrow."
Wanxuan quickly followed suit.
Qi Jingsheng took a step back.
He said: "Then I will go back to the sugar shop and wait for His Highness."
Gu Nuoer looked back and said in confusion: "You come back with me in the carriage."
Qi Jingsheng looked troubled.
He lowered his head: "If Master Chen is really infected with the wind-chill that can be transmitted to others, then it would not be safe for me to come into contact with him today."
"For the sake of the safety of Her Royal Highness's body, I'd better leave the princess separately."
Gu Nuoer looked Qi Jingsheng up and down.
She sighed helplessly: "You are very well, you are not sick, not to mention the so-called wind and cold, which will not kill anyone."
"If I wait for you to walk back, it will be a waste of time. Wait for me here and we will go back together."
After that, the girl went into the palace to change her clothes.
When she came out again, Qi Jingsheng saw that she was wearing simple clothes.
She didn't have time to comb her black hair, so she held it loosely with a hairpin.
Paired with her ink-colored dress, she looks like a character stepping out of a painting.