The general was a starlet

Gu Ziming came to the Nianyan Hall with a feeling of apprehension, and even the soldiers of the Rong family were guarding the front of the Nianyan Hall, so he couldn't help feeling a little worried.

Before entering the hall, he heard Rong Xiaoran say to Rong Chenyan: "My Rong family has an army of 20, are you still afraid of him?"

As soon as Gu Ziming heard it, he knew that the person Rong Xiaoran was talking about was his father, Gu Aotian.

"The grandson has seen the grandfather and the queen mother."

Seeing Gu Ziming approaching, Rong Xiaoran was overjoyed, and hurriedly greeted Gu Ziming to stay beside him.

"He's so tall? He's in good shape, well, he's worthy of being the grandson of my Rong family, but he's a little thin, so he needs to eat more." Rong Xiaoran looked at Gu Ziming with joy, and he could see that, He really missed this grandson.

"Grandpa, why didn't you inform in advance when you came back? My grandson told me to pick you up." Although Gu Ziming didn't agree with some of Rong Xiaoran's ideas, he still liked this grandfather from the bottom of his heart.

Rong Xiaoran waved his hand casually, "What to pick up, it's not like I can't find the way."

"I told you that you don't have time, why don't you learn martial arts with your good master?" Rong Chenyan didn't look at her son directly when she entered the door, and when she opened her mouth, she was also sarcasm.

Gu Ziming lowered his eyebrows and his face was a little stiff.

Rong Xiaoran glanced at her daughter complainingly, and when facing Gu Ziming, she had a loving look again: "Ming'er, why do you think of worshiping him as a teacher? You don't even look down on the people I left for you?"

Gu Ziming quickly explained: "No, the people my grandfather keeps are good, that's..."

"Just not as good as Su Qinglin? Gu Ziming, don't you forget who gave birth to you? I have worshiped him as a teacher, and he can know every little trick you do. How can you take it away..."

"That's what my concubine thinks. I never like it, and I don't bother to steal other people's things."

As soon as Gu Ziming got excited, he felt chills in his body again, and he used his internal force to suppress it, which felt better.

Rong Xiaoran looked at his sullen daughter and stubborn grandson, and persuaded him: "Oh, my old bones can't bear this atmosphere, let's not mention it, tomorrow, I want to eat something later, let them make it, Have a drink with grandpa."

"He's not hungry." Rong Chenyan didn't give Rong Xiaoran any face, and issued an order to evict him.

Gu Ziming said apologetically to Rong Xiaoran: "Grandpa, my grandson will visit you at the mansion tomorrow, and I will bring you good wine."

Rong Xiaoran looked at her daughter who never let go, and sighed: "Okay, go back, remember to eat more, you are too thin."

After Gu Ziming left, Rong Xiaoran shook his head, but he looked a little old in this state: "How long has it been since you talked to Ming'er properly?"

"From the first time he told me that he didn't want to be a prince." Rong Chenyan put down the teacup, unable to see her expression at the moment.

In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Gu Aotian was approving the memorial, and a person who looked like a court lady came to see him.

Gu Aotian asked Eunuch Zhang to call her in, and after the maid came in, she recounted what happened in Nianyan Palace verbatim, and then she left.

"You said, is Rong Yinghao in Jiangzhou?" Gu Aotian suddenly asked Zhang Gonggong, and Rong Yinghao in his mouth was Rong Xiaoran's second son.

"The old minister doesn't know." Eunuch Zhang was a little panicked, and calmly wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Gu Aotian didn't ask any more questions, and continued to work on the memorial in his hand.

...

Su Wanxi was sitting in the backyard of her own house in a daze. Since Rong Xiaoran came back, Gu Ziming hadn't been to Su's residence for many days.

The last time it ended in a bad mood, Su Wanxi felt a little sad, but he didn't know how to tell Gu Ziming that he would stand by his side.

Even if I tell you, I don't know if Gu Ziming will believe it.

Su Wanxi grabbed the weeds and threw them toward the lake one by one.

The finger that was cut by the weeds suddenly, the blood dripped to the ground and mixed in the soil.

Sucking the bleeding point with his mouth, he faintly felt a sense of uneasiness, which he had experienced before, just before his car accident.

Zai also didn't want to be in a daze, and then returned to the room, and just arrived at the door, he heard a loud noise from the room.

He ran in quickly, and saw that the Frost Star Sword hanging on the wall had fallen and knocked down the little wooden figure carved by Shen Changying.

The one who fell was "Gu Ziming".

The Frost Star Sword fell between the three little wooden figures, separating "Gu Ziming" from the other two. The Frost Star Sword was like a Milky Way, but unfortunately, there was no magpie bridge between them.