Reborn, Chaoxiong went crazy after marrying Gu King Proton

The prince glanced at the eunuch in black and sneered, "How can a second son who can only practice medicine and has no achievements be as fond of Pei Ding as the only legitimate daughter?

Even if their marriage is successful, the relationship is not strong enough!

But you did remind me.

Orders have been given that any child of my officials, regardless of gender or means, whoever can get a chance to marry into the Princess's Mansion will be brought in.

I will consider the matter in the spring examination."

The eunuch in black understood and turned away.

The prince looked at the eunuch in black walking away, and his expression became completely depressed.

The noise from the street outside was getting louder. He shook his head in annoyance and threw the teacup in his hand out in anger.

The boiling hot tea hit the bluestone wall, the cup fell to the ground and broke into pieces, and the air suddenly became silent.

"It's so noisy!" he said in an annoyed tone.

As the emperor's eldest son, even if he is not the legitimate son, no one can change his position as the crown prince!

Even if the emperor favors the sixth prince and no longer honors him, he is still the crown prince!

It’s the emperor’s first child!

No one can change his status as the eldest son!

It’s hateful that the emperor is so partial that he can’t even have a quiet residence.

If this were Lao Liu... humph.

Fortunately, the sixth child has not yet reached adulthood!

He didn't notice that Feng Huan's body was stiff beside him.

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Pei Chun hung the bags he had just bought on the horse's back and leisurely led the horse back to the Princess's Mansion.

Just handed the horse to the doorman.

Then I heard the sound of a carriage's wheels coming from behind, coming closer and closer in the empty alley.

Near the Princess's Mansion are all quiet and peaceful official residences. There are not as many people as on the main street, so the street is also quite deserted.

Hearing the sound of the carriage, Pei Chun subconsciously stopped and took a look.

When he turned his head, he saw Gu Yuan sitting in the approaching carriage, and his slender white finger bones lifted the curtain of the small window of the carriage.

Through the open window, she pouted and looked over at me with resentment.

He didn't look very happy.

Seeing her looking at me, he snorted.

A delicate face is framed in the small window, with a dark background behind it.

In the dim environment of the carriage, compared with the bright sunlight outside, his tall nose was extremely prominent, his eye sockets were deep, and his cheeks were clearly defined.

Under the interweaving of bright and dark halos, it feels like poets with gorgeous words strolling in the garden, and what they say "borrowing the scenery through the window" reveals a quiet and tranquil charm.

It makes his already superior face look even more wonderful.

Pei Chun's eyes lit up. She had originally wanted to wash herself and change into neater clothes after returning home, then go directly to the hostage house to find Gu Yuan in the evening and bring him to celebrate New Year's Eve together.

Who would have thought that he would come here by himself!

"Why are you here in broad daylight!" She looked surprised, with a hint of delight in her eyes.

When Gu Yuan heard this, he took a deep breath, and his mind was filled with the content that Chuyi had reported early in the morning.

Chuyi said that he saw a man who was dressed differently from the private soldiers and seemed to have a very good relationship with the children of the Pei family.

Thinking of this, Gu Yuan couldn't help being jealous, and a sense of crisis arose spontaneously.

He hurriedly jumped off the carriage which had not yet stopped. While jumping off, Pei Chun watched him with his eyes wide open as his ankle, which had not yet fully healed, sprained.

Like a gust of wind, he fell at her feet with a plop.

Gu Yuan was wearing a white robe today.

The bluestone slab was hard and straight, but Gu Yuan's tall and thin waist was bent into a submissive arc.

He raised his head, his long black hair scattered on his white clothes, and his slender neck was like a white crane raising its head and crying softly.

The grievance and resentment in his eyes were so full that they were about to overflow.

Pei Chun: “…” Don’t think I can’t see that you sprained your ankle on purpose!

She heard him say with a trembling voice: "Yuan only found out about Mingcheng's return to the capital from other people."

His voice was hoarse and his cheeks were red.

Pei Chun sighed, hearing that his voice was different, but he saw Chuyi pretending not to see anything and just fiddling with the carriage.

Somewhat helplessly, she pulled out her handkerchief, put it on Gu Yuan's wrist, and coaxed him in a gentle voice, "Are you sick?

Get up, let's go back to the mansion and talk about what's going on."

Obviously, Gu Yuan knew how to stop when he was ahead. He stood up with Pei Chun's strength and let go of his hand reluctantly.

He also knew that if it took any longer, if someone saw it, rumors that were unfavorable to Mingcheng would spread.

Now that Mingcheng's attitude has softened and he has been given the opportunity to gain entry, he is already satisfied.

After closing the door of the princess's mansion, Pei Chun finally breathed a sigh of relief. When she turned around, she saw Gu Yuan timidly holding her little finger.

As if he was afraid that she would refuse.

The fingers are cold.

Pei Chun turned around and told the servant to call the doctor, and then deliver the snacks and dried fruits brought back on horseback to Jingyuan.

Without even looking at Gu Yuan's expression, he just reached out, held Gu Yuan's hand, interlocked their fingers, and led him back to Jingyuan where he lived.

From time to time, Gu Yuan's coughing could be heard beside me.

Pei Chun held Gu Yuan's hand, which was not warm but very large.

I knew that he was trying to act pitiful and weak again.

I don’t know what it’s for this time?

As always, express your opinions tactfully.

Strangely enough, she had a strange feeling that it was as she expected.

Before, she was not used to Gu Yuan's roundabout way of expressing his ideas.

So she followed her habit and asked Gu Yuan directly to tell her what she wanted.

She would satisfy his request.

But now it seems that not only did Gu Yuan fail to do so, but when expressing his opinions, he was even more... well, conflicted.

So, what happened to make him feel so uncomfortable?

Is it because she didn't tell him in advance that she was going back to Beijing?

But why such a big reaction?

This shouldn't be the problem.

Pei Chun rarely used his brain to think about it, but naturally he couldn't figure it out.

She deeply felt that if Gu Yuan deliberately concealed something one day, she might rack her brains but still not know what Gu Yuan was trying to do.

However, along the way, in order to take care of Gu Yuan's unhealed legs, she walked much slower than when she was outside.

He watched the servant bring all kinds of fresh things into the house, then quietly close the door and leave.

Pei Chun opened his arms and smiled at Gu Yuan, who looked sad and cautious: "Do you want to hug me?"