The big guy kept dying and became a white moonlight

Chapter 125 The Disaster of His Highness's Pampering (19)

"You are the first maidservant His Highness specified to serve you personally. So do you understand? His Highness treats you differently, or treats other people differently."

Jiang Yu didn't believe it, Gu Shiyou had only seen him a few times, so he had different feelings for her?

Just met.

It's very dangerous, and no one cares about it.

Aunt Jiang smiled and replied, "Mama Zhao, you may have misunderstood me. Your Highness has never seen me a few times, so how could he treat me differently?"

Zhao's mother didn't continue after hearing Jiang Yu's words.

Anyway, what happened in the end, we will know later.

Leading Aunt Jiang to the study room, Mother Zhao raised her hand and knocked on the door, her voice was very soft: "Your Highness, Aunt Jiang is here."

There was a moment of silence in the room, and the young man's voice came from the room.

"Come in."

Qingyue's voice is like water and bluestones, with a hint of coolness.

Upon hearing the order, Mother Zhao respectfully opened the door, and after walking in, said in a low voice, "Your Highness, this is Concubine Jiang."

From the beginning to the end, Mama Zhao never raised her head.

Aunt Jiang stood beside Mama Zhao, her gaze passing over the young man in front of the desk in a neutral manner.

It was still the same dark blue cloak, with the snow-white down covering the fair and delicate appearance of the young man.

He was dealing with official business, and his slender and slender jade fingers pointed at a relatively slender and compact writing brush. The phalanges were slightly protruding, and the veins on the back of his hand were faintly visible, revealing a cool abstinence.

Sensing the girl's scrutiny, Gu Shiyou put down the pen in his hand, and raised his crow-feathered eyelashes calmly, revealing his dark and cold pupils.

Seeing this, Aunt Jiang quickly lowered her head.

I can't see it, I will drag her out and kill her if I get upset later.

If she wanted to kill her, she could run away, but it would be impossible for the Fourth Prince's Mansion to stay any longer, and the task would not be completed by then.

That's okay.

Looking at the girl whose gaze he was avoiding, Gu Shiyou frowned slightly calmly.

She is afraid of herself?
In all fairness, Gu Shiyou felt that he had never done anything to her, and it was only the first time he officially met her today.

"Come here." Gu Shiyou's voice was cold.

Aunt Jiang paused for a moment, then exchanged glances with Mama Zhao, making sure that it was her that Gu Shiyou was calling.

She raised her head and walked over without looking sideways, and then said solemnly with lowered eyebrows, "Your Highness, what are your orders?"

"Grind ink for me." Gu Shiyou said lightly.

As he spoke, he picked up the writing brush that had been put aside and continued to work on his official duties.

Aunt Jiang froze for a moment, then gritted her teeth secretly.

How dare you let your ancestors serve you!

People had to bow their heads under the eaves, and the ancestors endured it.

Aggrieved, she picked up the ink stick at the side, and began to grind resignedly.

Zhao Ma took a peek at the two people who were in an extremely harmonious atmosphere, smirked at the corner of her mouth, and left quietly.

Aunt Jiang was grinding ink while thinking about her corn ribs soup in a daze.

If I knew I didn't drink, I would have eaten a few more mouthfuls.

My big stomach is almost growling with hunger.

"What are you thinking?" His Highness's cold and flat voice came from next to his ear.

Jiang Yuyan answered subconsciously while studying the ink: "I'm thinking about my corn rib soup..."

She finished speaking.

Oh, I was tricked.

The ancestor didn't panic at all, and continued to study ink calmly.

"Corn pork rib soup?" Gu Shiyou slightly raised his eyebrows, his cold and beautiful eyebrows were half stained with a cold smile.

That smile is so cold that it penetrates people's hearts.

(End of this chapter)