The queen is charming, but powerful ministers lure her to seize power and usurp the throne

There are only two people in the world who understand Wen San Tong, one is his master and the other is his junior brother.

If Gu Heng was asked to evaluate this person, there would be only one word - cheap!

If you look at the world, it's hard to find someone who is tough but not soft.

It's not that Gu Heng doesn't respect him, but he is well aware of his bad habits. The nicer he is to him, the more he becomes arrogant. On the contrary, if he is sarcastic, he will be honest and obedient.

Even though Wen Santong was clamoring for death, he was still a person who was afraid of death. Otherwise, I wouldn’t just change my name and wander around.

It's just that life is lonely, find some spice.

When Wen Santong confirmed that Gu Heng was not joking, but actually knew how to take action, he immediately gave up like a frustrated ball, "Don't kill me! I can't listen to you, so why not listen to you!"

Gu Heng raised his eyebrows; "Have you thought about it? Are you willing?"

Wen Santong gritted his teeth: "With all my heart!"

Zhemulang:.
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"If I had known this was the case, I would have just sent someone to tie him up." Zhe Sang sighed with emotion.

Gu Heng: "One more spanking and you will be completely honest."

Zhe Sang smiled and pushed him, "He is cruel and ruthless."

Gu Heng took advantage of the situation and grabbed him into his arms.

The warm breath fell on my ears, which itched a little, and I heard him whisper, "Promise."

My heart seemed to skip a beat.

She pushed and sat upright.

Feeling uncomfortable under Gu Heng's fixed gaze, she pretended to open the small car window to look at the scenery, but her eyes met hers.

Liu Zhihe came towards us on horseback, followed by a carriage.

"Ms. Su?" Liu Zhihe drove his horse this way and took a look inside the car without hesitation. When he saw Gu Heng, he showed an expression of "Sure enough," he said.

Liu Zhihe raised his hands to Gu Heng, thinking he had seen him before, and Gu Heng nodded.

"Are you two going to Huazhao Temple?"

Zhe Sang nodded, "Exactly."

It was still early when she came out of Zhenshizhai, so Gu Heng said he would take her to the outskirts of the city and take a look at the thousand-year-old ginkgo trees in Huazhao Temple.

Liu Zhihe took a deep look at Gu Heng, and the curtain of the carriage behind him suddenly opened, revealing a bright face. Chen Ruolan cried out regretfully, "It's too late, the eminent monk has already left."

She looked at Zhe Sang and said, "Ms. Su, I told you earlier that the eminent monk would be hard to find. It would be better to come early and wait. If you come late, it will be in vain. It's a pity that the Prime Minister finally got away to accompany you. "

Zhe Sang remembered that Chen Ruolan came to her a few days ago and said that a senior monk would come to Huazhao Temple today and that the sachet he had consecrated could be used to turn misfortunes into good luck. Many officials and ladies in Fu City had met and brought sachets to their bodies. The jade pendant goes to be consecrated.

At that time, she was thinking about transferring money to help the victims secretly, and she didn't take Chen Ruolan's words into account at all.

Chen Ruolan didn't really want to go with her. Recently, she saw that Prime Minister Gu was not very close to Mrs. Su, so she didn't really want to please her.

She went to Zhe Sang's place mostly to find a sense of accomplishment and to show off.

After all, she successfully crossed the class gap and became a serious Mrs. Liu, while Mrs. Su was still suffering. It doesn't matter if she doesn't have a wife or concubine and has no status. Prime Minister Gu is also focused on official duties and doesn't care about her at all, which is far less than the eager love Liu Zhihe treats him.

Just as Zhe Sang was about to open his mouth, a hand stretched out from his side and rested on the frame of the car window. Gu Heng's voice came from behind his ears, "You are so strange and powerful. Mr. Liu comes from the capital, but he follows the local customs everywhere." .”

"That's good, you two are becoming more and more compatible."

Zhe Sang was imprisoned between the car wall and Gu Heng. Gu Heng's body did not touch her, but he seemed to have taken her into his arms. Chen Ruolan looked at the two people who were getting along particularly comfortably and harmoniously. The smile on her lips gradually faded, and her complexion became slightly ugly.

Prime Minister Gu's action undoubtedly announced to the outside world that this was his person and he would protect it.

Liu Zhihe's expression didn't look much better after what Gu Heng said. He turned around and glanced sideways, "The Prime Minister and Madam Su have their own arrangements, so there's no need for you to talk too much here."

Since arriving in Fu City, Chen Ruolan has been the most beautiful official lady. How has she ever been humiliated like this in public?

Her face turned red and white, and she lowered her eyes, afraid of seeing other people's sarcastic and amusing looks. She pursed her red lips several times before squeezing out a sound, "I'm rude to you."

Zhe Sang didn't take Chen Ruolan's words to heart. Seeing this situation, he smiled and said, "Why do you say this? I should thank Mrs. Liu for thinking about me. But I didn't go to Huazhao Temple today for the eminent monks. I heard that there is a thousand-year-old tree in the temple." I was curious about the ancient ginkgo biloba, so the prime minister said he would take me to open my eyes."

"In this case, I will not disturb you two."

Liu Zhihe felt that he had been humiliated by Chen Ruolan and did not want to talk more. He just wanted to return home.

Gu Heng ignored him, Zhe Sang kept smiling, "Master Liu, go and do your own business. When I'm free tomorrow, I'll go to Madam to ask for tea."

Zhe Sang was telling Liu Zhihe that she really didn't care.

When they were far away, Gu Heng asked, "Does she talk to you like this every day?"

"How can I remember these things? Whatever she thinks or says, it's all her business, and it's not worth worrying about. It's just a temporary stay. It's better to have less to worry about than to have more to worry about."

Gu Heng said nothing.

Zhe Sang recalled what had just happened and asked, "Master Liu admires his wife very much?"

Gu Heng asked back, "What do you think?"

Zhe Sang: "If you just listen to what Chen Ruolan said, you will be envious of others. But just now, Mr. Liu could have just laughed and ignored it, instead of being angry. Doesn't this just confirm your ridicule?"

"Or does Mr. Liu himself feel that Chen Ruolan is not worthy of him? He has even been harmed."

Gu Heng: "Liu Zhihe grew up in the capital since he was a child. It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality. Chen Ruolan is just a cover for outsiders to see. On the surface, he is willing to leave the family and leave the capital for the sake of beauty. In fact, he is the head of the family. His position has been decided a long time ago, and he is unwilling to get into trouble with his family to this extent."

Zhe Sang didn't know what to say for a moment.

The case that Chen Ruolan was proud of turned out to be like this.

"Then Chen Ruolan can't notice it?" Zhe Sang asked. She soon figured out something and shook her head slightly, "Chen Ruolan just wants to fly up the branches and get what she needs."

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After returning from Huazhao Temple, Zhe Sang asked Chong Qing for a pattern booklet.

It had been a long time since she had touched needlework.

Although Gu Heng didn't mention it, her intuition told her that Gu Heng of Zhaohua Temple didn't really want to see ginkgo that day.

Zhesang had a relationship with Fu Rong, and had already done such things as consecration by eminent monks and praying in front of the temple, so he didn't think it was anything.

In addition, she is not only interested in love, so she is not very interested in these things.

But Gu Heng was different.

He looked at the young couple holding hands to pray for a long time.

Zhe Sang suddenly realized that she was Gu Heng's only heartbeat. How could he know that he didn't have any expectations?
Zhe Sang flipped through several brochures in a row and felt dissatisfied.

Those of flowers and birds detract from Prime Minister Gu's majesty; those of pines and bamboos, those of mulberry trees, feel that they lack some "special meaning"; but the mandarin ducks are too lingering.