The demon concubine is about to flee: Your Majesty, it is difficult to serve

Chapter 828 Commonly known, if you don't die, you won't die.

Su Qingmu scratched his hair, Master, your eyes are so piercing, only a fool can't see it.

He can't tell the truth.

"Yes, yes, sir, you think the tea in this teahouse is delicious—not because of Miss Fu."

However, with these words, there is a feeling that there is no silver 300 taels here.

The people at the next table all laughed when they heard this, and talked unscrupulously, "How else can you cherish what you can't get.

This son and Miss Fu have only been reconciled for a long time, and the quarrel is so ugly. Now, the son has fallen in love again! "

"Hehe, Li Er, what you said is wrong. If you want to say, this son of a bitch, he had a special liking for Concubine Su at the beginning. Now that Concubine Su has passed away, which girl in Chang'an City has Miss Fu all over the world?" Absolutely gorgeous.

It's my first wife again, and she gave birth to a child for me, how could the son of the world not turn his head back. "

Those people laughed more wildly, and even deliberately raised their eyebrows at Gu Lingchen, as if they were provocative.

Their conversation was very loud, and it was intentional for Gu Lingchen to hear it.

Gu Lingchen naturally heard it too, and he leaned back leisurely, tapping the teacup with his fingers once and for all, with a dignified aura in his sword eyebrows.

But instead of paying attention to his threat, those few people intensified their efforts.

"It seems that the son-in-law is thinking about it, but it's a pity, Miss Fu is not easy to bully, Xuan Pinghou, that is a deep hatred for this former son-in-law.

In my opinion, there is no play. "

"But—if Ms. Fu has no affection for Shi Ziye, how could she give birth to Shi Ziye's child?"

"You don't know this, do you? I've heard others say that the Shi Ziye and Miss Fu are playing their own games, and that Miss Fu Ying from the Xuanping Hou Mansion is not the Shi Ziye's daughter at all.

It was born by Miss Fu and another man. "

"Ah, then why didn't Fu Ying's biological father show up?"

Before they could talk more nonsense, a cup of hot tea had already flown over, and many drops of water splashed out, scalding the backs of their hands.

And the teacup landed on the table firmly, which shows the profound skill.

Just when they were about to say something, a tall figure enveloped them instantly. Gu Lingchen played with the folding fan in his hand, with a cold look on his thin lips, "I don't know, but now I dare to talk about Gu Wangfu and Xuan Ping indiscriminately." Hou Fu.

God damn it. "

Those few people are also dandies, basically these people are of the character of firecrackers, the kind who are easy to catch, they are all called like dogs openly, how can they not be angry.

"Heh - if you don't want people to talk about it, then don't do these embarrassing things."

"Gu Lingchen, don't you have a father who is a prince? If you don't have your father, you are not as good as us."

The chirping and chattering almost hurt Gu Lingchen's eardrums. Gu Lingchen lifted the corner of his robe, kicked their table away with his feet.

Unexpectedly, those few people almost staggered and fell to the ground, but when they stabilized their steps, they immediately tugged on their skirts to keep their well-dressed image.

"Oh—not only your father, but even your ancestors don't have a name that I can be familiar with."

To put it bluntly, they are small families.

But the fact is like this.

They are narrow-minded, knowing that Gu Lingchen can't be messed with, but they still talk cheaply because they are very jealous.

When I ran into Gu Lingchen, I felt unhappy if I didn't blame Gu Lingchen.

As the saying goes, if you don't die, you won't die.

(End of this chapter)