The big guy kept dying and became a white moonlight

Chapter 174 The Disaster of His Highness's Pampering (68)

Gu Shiyou never puts himself in the eye when doing things. In his heart, he, the emperor, is just a decoration, and he can do whatever he wants.

At the state banquet to welcome foreign envoys, to kill the princess of another country so blatantly, this kind of thing can only be done by a lunatic like Gu Shiyou!
At this moment, the emperor regretted everything, why didn't he strangle him to death when he was born.

If the scourge had been eradicated at that time, the current situation would not exist.

The emperor's eyes were dark.

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Today's snow was a bit heavy, after Gu Shiyou led her out, looking at the heavy snow outside, he wanted to stop and put the hat on for her.

When the other hand was raised, he suddenly realized that his hand was injured.

The slender fingers that were as long as jade had already worn out the skin from tightly gripping the whip, and blood seeped out from the wound.

The dark blue cloak set off the young man's complexion, which was already extremely white, but now his half-raised hand was stained with mottled blood, it looked sickly, and it was really pitiful.

Gu Shiyou pursed his lips slightly, glanced at him lightly, and then lowered his hand silently.

Hiding the poor injured hand in the wide sleeve robe, Gu Shiyou said to Concubine Jiang in a cold voice: "Put on the hat, let's go home."

As he spoke, his narrow and cold eyes turned slightly sideways, and his eyes fell on the charming girl beside him in a neither cold nor indifferent way.

But the girl beside him just frowned, and then reached out to pick up his injured hand.

Gu Shiyou ducked back subconsciously, and then he heard the girl click his tongue in displeasure, and he froze again, letting the girl hold his injured hand.

Jiang Yu took Gu Shiyou's injured hand and looked at it carefully.

Fortunately, it's not too serious.

Aunt Jiang took out a handkerchief from her pocket, and simply tied it to Gu Shiyou's wound.

By the way, a bow tie was also tied.

The handsome and cold Highness wore a dull dark blue cloak, which was low-key and luxurious, and his unparalleled beauty was hidden under the snow-white down, neither cold nor cold.

No matter how you look at it, you can feel that he is a noble and elegant son.

Now there is a playful and lovely red bow tied on his hand, which is as strange as it is.

When Zixiao who followed behind saw this scene, his expressionless face froze for a moment, but he remained expressionless.

He silently clenched the sword in his hand.

Looking at the handkerchief tied to his hand, Gu Shiyou felt a strange feeling in his heart.

He pursed his lips slightly, and raised his slender fingers tied with a bowknot. He put the hat on the girl, and the snow-white fluff almost covered the girl's entire face in an instant.

Seeing this, Gu Shiyou smiled faintly on the corner of his lips.

The tall and slender young man straightened his back, and gently patted the girl's hat with his big hand, as if he wanted to press the hat down. He said softly, "Okay, let's go."

Gu Shiyou naturally took Jiang Yu's hand and led her through the snow scene in front of the hall.

Because she was wearing a thick cloak and hat, Aunt Jiang was actually not very cold.

There are plum blossoms in full bloom in the palace, blooming in full bloom in the cold winter, with snowflakes piled on the petals, shining brightly.

As we walked along the road, a layer of not-too-heavy snow had begun to pile up on the ground.

Step on it and make a muffled 'squeak' sound.

One step at a time, the footprints of the two people lined up, walking from the front of the palace to the gate of the palace.

(End of this chapter)