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

Chapter 939 You slept with you.

The man's voice penetrated Night Breeze, carrying a steady force.

Before she had time to react, the man had already hugged the daughter in her arms, and her sore and numb arms were rested in an instant.

But it was extremely stiff.

She opened her lips and said, "Be careful, don't wake Ying'er up."

The corner of his lips curved slightly, "Do you think the truth is you? The truth has its own measure."

There is also mockery in the words.

It made the woman's pupils shrink involuntarily.

They quickly found an inn, but there was only one room left. Fu Qingran took out the silver from her body and handed it to the innkeeper.

Gu Lingchen shrugged, "Are you so cruel?"

"Heh—" Fu Qingran threw him a gold leaf and said, "Thank you—this is hard work. We just agreed that as soon as Ying'er and I settle down, you will leave."

Now there is only one room, and it is impossible for him to live in it. Finally, he can get rid of this big buzzing fly, and Fu Qingran is even a little excited.

Gu Lingchen found it funny and sent the two of them to the second floor. The rest was an upper room, which was cleaned up. Fu Qingran took the lead and carefully put Fu Ying on the bed.

Then he said to the man who was still brazenly staying in the room, "You can go out now, I'm going to rest."

"You—really don't want me to stay with you?" Perhaps realizing that what he said was too ambiguous and would arouse women's disgust, he cleared his voice, and said lightly, "You have no power to restrain a chicken, and it is very difficult to be alone. Danger."

"But you seem to be more dangerous here." Fu Qingran gave the order to evict the guest again with a cold face, "Or do I need to give up this room to you?"

She seemed to be in a really bad mood. She hadn't had a good rest these days, and it was dark now.

Gu Lingchen's throat twitched, then he got up, walked towards the door, and when he was about to leave, he said, "Stupid woman, lock the door."

Fu Qingran ignored him, went to close the door, and fixed the bolt.The moment she turned around, the little girl who had been sleeping soundly woke up.

Rubbing his eyes, he said, "Mother, where does Daddy live?"

"He's so capable, he can sleep anywhere." Fu Qingran went over and twisted the quilt for her, "That's not what we should care about."

"But—no matter how capable Daddy is, he's still only Beizhao's prime minister. Here, he"

"Okay, it's time for you to sleep."

"Got it, mother."

The light was quickly extinguished by Fu Qingran, and the woman's breathing gradually became steady, as if she had fallen into a deep sleep. Fu Ying's black bean-like eyes gleamed in the darkness.

Then he sighed softly.

Watching the candles in the room dim, and waiting for about an incense stick, Gu Lingchen stretched out his long legs, and ruthlessly kicked open the door of the opposite room.

The man sleeping on the bed felt dim for a while, thought it was an earthquake, jumped up from the bed immediately in fright, and when he saw the cold and arrogant figure at the door, his soul was almost gone.

I thought it was a thief who wanted to kill someone.

"I am a hero."

The man was so frightened that he couldn't say anything.

Gu Lingchen strode in and said, "You sleep in yours, I just borrow a table."

Is this how you borrow a table?
After finishing speaking, Gu Lingchen lifted the hem of his clothes, sat down on the stool, propped his chin with one hand, and slowly closed his cold eyes.

(End of this chapter)