Sick beauty crying bag does not want to be the villain

The next day, Gu Rong got up and prepared to enter the palace dragging his body still not fully recovered.

Wei Shi came to see him early in the morning, and learned that he was going to study in the Eastern Palace with his sick body, so he tried to comfort him: "Chenchen, let's go a few days later, the envoys of the Western Regions are still in the palace these few days, and the prince is going Busy entertaining them, even if you go to the East Palace, you won't hear much. Besides, yesterday was so dangerous, the emperor didn't say anything about it, let's not go, just give Xiao Qianzi a vacation."

Gu Rong turned to look at Song Qianyuan.

Song Qianyuan was standing behind him.

Last night he stayed in the courtyard all night, until Yinshi Gu Rong woke up thirsty and called Yuan Sheng to let Song Qianyuan go back to the house to rest, so he had time to sleep.

Gu Rong didn't know whether he slept or not after returning to the house...

Even so, Song Qianyuan's eyes were dark and clear, his face was clear, he couldn't even see a trace of beard on his chin and lips, and he didn't look tired at all.

He has always been like this, Gu Rong has almost never seen him feel tired.

Including when I first met him at the entrance of the market.

Gu Rong turned his head and said in a low voice: "If you are tired, you can recuperate well in the mansion. Let Yuan Sheng accompany me into the palace today."

Gu Rong still felt a little guilty for keeping him guarded overnight with his injuries.

Song Qianyuan hooked the corner of his mouth and said, "Master, it's okay, I'm not tired."

It seemed that the young master still cared about him.

When Song Qianyuan said this, Gu Rong felt more and more uncomfortable, but he couldn't show it, so he said: "Then let Yuan Sheng be my reading companion today, so you can relax."

"Little Qianzi was injured yesterday?" Wei Shi turned to look at him, "Have you seen a doctor? Why don't you ask Doctor Zhou to prescribe some wound medicine for you..."

"Mother, I've already read it," Gu Rong said aside, "Don't worry."

Wei's eyes were red: "How can I be so relieved, if the emperor is really ruthless enough to send you to the Western Regions, I will smash my head against the wall to death in the future!"

The Wei family only heard Gu Taian tell about everything that happened in the hunting ground late last night, and hurriedly came to Chenxiangyuan to look for Gu Rong, but Gu Rong had already fallen asleep at that time.

Of course, when Gu Rong returned to the Gu Mansion, he didn't go to Wei Shi immediately because he was afraid that she would be worried.

"Mother, it's okay." Gu Rong patted her hand sensiblely, "Rong'er will stay by your side and take care of you for the rest of his life."

After finally sending Wei Shi back to her yard, Gu Rong left the mansion with Yuan Sheng and Song Qianyuan.

This time Song Qianyuan and Yuan Sheng switched positions, Song Qianyuan sat in the car and Yuan Sheng sat outside.

The wheels of the chariot were rolling towards the palace.

The atmosphere in the car was inexplicably quiet.

Suddenly, Gu Rong heard Song Qianyuan calling him, "Chenchen?"

Gu Rong subconsciously turned around and said "ah".

Song Qianyuan smiled: "Nothing."

Gu Rong's face turned red.

Dust is his nickname.

His mother would only call him that way when no one was around. She used to call him more when she was a child, but now she doesn't call him very much.

The name is taken from "In the dust of the world, I would rather love and hate", which means that the insignificance of human beings is all dust.

Later, Gu Rong's body became weaker and weaker, so my mother gave him the name Gu Rong again.

But Gu Rong liked the previous name very much.

Gu Weichen, Gu Weichen, I am originally a mote in the universe.

Unlike Song Qianyuan.

He has a system to help with all his money, and he is probably destined to stand on top of the world.

Arrived at the Hall of Diligence.

Fuxi said that the crown prince is going to the study to meet the Holy Majesty, and Jiang Taifu is also accompanying him. Today's listening session will start later. Please wait at the Hall of Qinxue, gentlemen.

Gu Rong bowed politely to Fu Xi, then quietly went to his seat and waited.

He came to see the excitement today.

The envoys from the Western Regions will be going back in a few days, and before they leave, they will definitely get the consort of the Princess of the Western Regions as well.

He wanted to watch over Gu Zhiyu's excitement.

Sure enough, everyone else in the Qinxue Hall had arrived, only the crown prince and Gu Zhiyu's seats were vacant.

Half an hour later, Fuxi came to inform that the prince would not be back for a while, so you can take a rest.

Gu Rong stood up and walked outside the Qinxue Hall.

Just as he was about to relax and wake up, he saw the silhouette of the prince and two other people walking this way from a distance.

Jiang Taifu was in the lead, followed by Gu Zhiyu.

Gu Rong hurried forward and hid in the shadow of a tree beside him.

"Master..." Yuan Sheng wanted to call him.

"Hush!" Gu Rong made a silent gesture.

The three gradually approached.

"Lord Taifu! Your Highness the Crown Prince!" Gu Zhiyu chased after him, and hurriedly said, "I really can't go to the Western Regions, my father is old, my elder brother is away all the year round, and my second elder brother has such a weak body. If I leave, who will take care of my parents?"

The prince's steps stopped: "Zhi Yu, did you hear me right? You are so filial today? I don't know, but I thought your Gu family was a happy family of brothers and sisters."

Gu Zhiyu was startled for a moment: "Your Highness, what do you mean?"

"Didn't you talk to Gu earlier? Your father wanted to pass on the title to your second brother. You said that your second brother was ill and everything was difficult to deal with. In the future, you will always be more promising than him. You even... hope Let him die early, right...?"

For the second half of the sentence, the prince whispered in Gu Zhiyu's ear.

The crown prince's eyes are slender, which gives people a sense of arrogance when looking at people, but now it is even more sinister.

Jiang Taifu heard what the prince said in the front, and couldn't help scolding him: "Your Highness, stop talking nonsense!"

The prince turned around and bowed to Jiang Taifu: "Yes, Master."

"What do you mean?" Gu Zhiyu's face was pale, and he couldn't recover, "Your Highness..."

"The meaning of Gu is very clear. If you become the son-in-law of the Western Regions, you will be more promising than your sick second brother. Although your father is not as good as your grandfather, at least you can help my father in the official department. Your What can Second Brother do? When you become the son-in-law of the Western Regions, you will be recorded in the annals of history, and then your Gu family's title will be passed on for a longer period of time, won't it?"

After finishing speaking, the prince ignored him, turned around and walked in the direction of Qinxue Hall.

Gu Zhiyu took a step back in a daze.

Jiang Taifu reprimanded the prince in front: "How can your highness say such rude words to his colleagues? You don't have the bearing of a prince of a country at all. Go back and copy the "Book of Rites" and give it to me!"

"It's Master..."

Gu Zhiyu could no longer hear what they were saying, so he just stood there in a daze.

Gu Rong gloated a little.

He knew that the prince was like this.

As the crown prince of a country, he naturally only has the throne in his heart. When you are useful to him, you are his subject, and when you are useless to him, you are his pawn.

This is no different from the image of the prince depicted in "Kiss Your Highness the Prince".

The only one who can make the prince treat him differently is probably the other main character in the story, Shen Li.

Gu Zhiyu is also true, it's not good to pin your hopes on someone, but he wants to curry favor with the prince.

However, that was also his own choice, it would be great if he could really enter the Western Regions.

It’s better to die there because of some accident, Gu Rong thought viciously, I heard that the partisan disputes among the crown princes of the Western Regions are fierce, and even the three princesses are involved in it, if news of Gu Zhiyu’s death comes from the Western Regions one day...

Gu Rong felt happy just thinking about it.

Who made him look forward to Gu Rong's early death?

Looking at Gu Rong's face from behind, Yuan Sheng knew that he must be thinking about it. The third young master is indeed too much, but if the young master thinks too much, he will not be able to sleep well at night, and the loss outweighs the gain.

So Yuan Sheng persuaded from behind: "Young master, the crown prince and the grand master are here, let's go back to the class!"

**

At noon, Gu Rong returned to the Gu residence.

He was in a bad mood today, so he couldn't eat a few mouthfuls of lunch.

Although seeing Gu Zhiyu's misfortune did make him happy for a short time, after all, the matter of his entry into the Western Regions has not yet been determined, and the emperor's imperial edict has not yet been issued, so naturally it is full of variables.

Gu Rong sat by the bedroom window and looked out.

Song Qianyuan is not in the yard, did he go to rest?

It seems that I didn't see Dr. Zhou changing the wound medicine for Song Qianyuan today, so how is his wound, will it recur?

Doctor Zhou will come to take Gu Rong's pulse in a while.

Thinking of this, Gu Rong rushed outside and said, "Yuan Sheng, go and call Xiao Qianzi here, just say..."

"What?" Song Qianyuan's voice sounded from outside the courtyard.

Gu Rong was startled.

Song Qianyuan came in from the outside with an oiled paper bag in his hand: "During lunch, the young master didn't seem to have much appetite. Xiaoqianzi remembered that he had tasted a pastry called 'Chenchen Cake' when he was in the south of the city, because it was sprinkled with milk. It’s named after the gray powdered sugar, it’s not a good thing, and the name is a bit vulgar, but it tastes better, young master, try it?”

As soon as Song Qianyuan put the oiled paper bag in front of Gu Rong, Gu Rong smelled a faint fragrance of milk.

Gu Rong opened the greased paper and took a look, and found that there were a few small square pastries inside. There was indeed some dust-like powdered sugar sprinkled on it, but it looked delicious.

Gu Rong picked up a piece with her hands and stuffed it into her mouth.

The powdered sugar fell down Gu Rong's palm, and it tasted rough.

It can be seen that this is not an expensive pastry, it should be the kind that is specially sold at the market stalls for children.

Gu Rong liked it very much, took another bite, and said, "I don't think this name is vulgar at all, where is it vulgar?"

"Well," Song Qianyuan nodded and said, "It's like the young master's nickname..."

Gu Rong blushed, and said fiercely: "Doctor Zhou will come to take my pulse in a while, you should ask him to change your dressing! Otherwise, if the wound becomes infected, you won't be able to keep vigil for me!"

"It's the young master." Song Qianyuan laughed.

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In the dust of the world, I would rather love or hate. ——"Northern Green Radish" Li Shangyin (Tang Dynasty)

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