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Chapter 128 Meng Po, Too Much Soup (18)

Gu Qian covered her lips and smiled lightly.

She is such a pure girl, there are hidden guards ambushing all around the palace, they can't escape that person's eyeliner no matter what they do or say.

In the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

A man in a bright yellow dragon robe sits in the upper seat to review the memorial.

As soon as the eunuch came in, he heard an indifferent and deep voice floating down from above him.

"I heard that she stuffed you with silver taels."

With such a light word, the man didn't even lift his head.

But the scared eunuch's legs were weak, and he was trembling on the ground, "The emperor... the emperor made atonement, and the servant confiscated it."

The emperor wrote something on the memorial, and said casually: "It's nothing if you accept it."

These words made the little eunuch even more frightened.

He can forget that His Majesty is the one who hates private corruption and bribes.

Once he finds out, he will never be soft-handed.

Thinking of the death of those people, the little eunuch trembled even more, and his whole body fell limply on the ground.

……

Here, Gu Qian has returned to her peaceful palace with the support of Yu He and Yu Zhu.

The whole person collapsed on the chaise longue.

He gave her Concubine An and gave her the Palace of Peace.

Isn't it just telling her to be safe and respectful in this harem, and live in peace here for the rest of her life?

She ignored her father's objections and insisted on entering the palace, letting her father force him to give her a status.

It was also because of her that he wiped out his last bit of gratitude to his father.

Recently, the emperor has been targeting the Gu family more and more.

She asked herself more than once, is it worth it to get a closer look at this man who made her fall in love at first sight?
she does not know.

Even if she got her wish and got close to the palace, she still didn't get what she wanted, seeing him often.

For three years, she had expected to see each other every day from the beginning, to once a month later.

Reality told her that seeing him once a year was a luxury.

Later, she learned to use money and contacts to find out his whereabouts.

Gu Qian dressed up carefully to meet that person, but he never looked directly at her, and even tried to kill her several times, and those palace officials who exposed his whereabouts.

In front of her, the guards dug out their hearts, chopped off their hands and feet, and fed the dogs in front of her eyes.

How cruel the method is!It was so cruel that Gu Qian almost wanted to vomit, but she refused to look, so he asked the palace maid to hold her eyelids and force her to look.

In the end, she was afraid, and she didn't dare to appear in front of her eyes anymore.

Even if she bumped into him by accident, she would walk around far away, peeking at him secretly through her dark head.

This time, she mustered up the courage to find him because she wanted to beg him to spare the Gu family's life.

Not seeing her, expected, wasn't it?

Gu Qian didn't know what she was still looking forward to.

……

The next day, Gu Qian went to the imperial dining room as usual.

Cook the black chicken soup by yourself.

Strange to say, she is not proficient in cooking.

Since I was a child, I have been familiar with making soup.

Although he doesn't like her, he has a soft spot for her soup.

When he was still the seventh prince, she thought about using this skill to capture his heart, so she put all her thoughts on making soup.

The taste is getting better day by day, and she is confident that no one can surpass her in this.

Their relationship has also grown further and further apart.

Gu Qian lowered her eyes and smiled wryly.

Let Polygonatum take the stewed soup to the emperor's personal eunuch.

……

Today, the veterans in the court are again admonishing His Majesty to organize a talent show to extend the royal bloodline.

They were all rejected by His Majesty.

After going down, His Majesty had a gloomy face, and it could be seen that he was not in a good mood.

The little eunuch took the soup from Yuzhu's hand, held his chest high, and looked ahead.

As soon as Polygonatum left, it deflated again like a punctured balloon, and tremblingly walked into the palace carrying soup.

There is a posture that if I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell.

(End of this chapter)