Please love me

Chapter 234
"The day after tomorrow will be the Empress Dowager's birthday. Thinking of pretending to be friendly with that person, I feel sick for my father."

It was already nightfall, and Ye Zilin and Gu Memo had the last conversation, of course, this was also his sincere thought.

Gu Memo felt that she had been too absorbed in the masculinity of Dongfang Jimo these days. Although she knew that Ye Qinghai was preparing a birthday gift these days, she didn't know who it was for. It turned out that it was because the Queen Mother's birthday was approaching.

"But brother, you can't show this emotion. It is said that although my father prepared a birthday gift for me on the Queen Mother's birthday, as a daughter, I might need to perform or something, so I will go back to my room first to think about it." How would you like to do it."

Thinking of her plan, Gu Memo was inconvenient to chat with Ye Zilin more, not only to steal the heroine's limelight at the palace birthday banquet, but also to allow Minghe, the boss hidden in the plot, to have a chance to find her.

"Hey sister, wait!"

Gu Memo ran out of Ye Zilin's house after finishing speaking, ignoring his calling behind him.

"...Forget it, it's so late, she can't still go to that man's room." Ye Zilin said to himself, but he didn't want to... The result was exactly the opposite of what he thought.

After leaving Ye Zilin's house, Gu Meme went back to her courtyard, but instead of going to her own house first, she went to the side room, where Dongfang Jimo lives now.

Dayan Dynasty didn't have a deep sense of fortification between men and women, so Gu Meme proposed to let Dongfang Jimo live in her side room, and she didn't object, but just asked Zigui to watch more, lest Jimo have any bad thoughts.

"Jimo Jimo, I got my sword, it feels so beautiful, I don't need peach blossom branches to practice swords in the future."

The delicate voice of a girl not far away from the house made Dongfang Jimo, who was burning a letter on the candle, panic, but the cruel experience he had experienced over the years made him calmly burn the letter paper into ashes, and then covered the candle with paper. Cover it.

He looked calm, and the panic in his heart disappeared after Gu Memo came in, and with his eyes covered, it was even more difficult to see what he was thinking.

"Miss, it's late at night, why are you still in your subordinate's room?" Dongfang Jimo took off his hair tie, let loose his long black hair, pretending to be going to bed.

Originally, he should have hated her behavior of pushing the door and entering the house without permission, but he didn't feel disgusted at all, he was only worried that if the news about her being too close to him was spread, it would be outrageous. Her marriage must have had an impact...

In addition, her engagement with the Fifth Prince has been broken, so it will be very difficult for her to discuss marriage when she is married...

Before he knew it, Dongfang Jimo had thought so far for her, and then he thought of something else, but the emperor wants to get rid of the Ye family... If she has the handle, she will not reach her age, and she will be the daughter of a criminal...

Thinking of this, he felt a pain in his heart, he didn't want to see her future like this!
Dongfang Jimo felt that he was a bit ridiculous, he was obviously sent to grasp the handle of the Ye family, and he was the one who would endanger her future, even if he didn't want to do what Ming Yan said, he couldn't stop him.

Thinking of the letter that Ming Yan asked the spies to send to him just now, it was to ask him to gain the trust of the young lady as soon as possible, and even better to win her heart, to get information or find excuses for her to take him to the study...

"I can't wait to let you see my sword. Jimo, your martial arts sword is so good, you can tell the difference between good and bad sabers, right? What do you think of my sword?"

In just a few seconds, Dongfang Jimo had thought a lot, wishing he could leave her side so as not to harm her, but if he left, someone else would approach her and endanger her...

Hearing Gu Memo's words and the sword placed in front of him, he touched the sword with his hand, tried to pull out the sheath, and said to her, "This sword should be forged by a master swordsmith, but the scabbard is light and the blade is not strong. Lost sharpness, it is indeed a good sword for you."

Sheathed the sword, and Dongfang Jimo returned it to Gu Momo, just in time to touch Gu Momo's hand, but before he retracted his hand, he heard her say, "How about giving this sword a name? "

"Yes." It was a little funny in her heart, she actually valued a sword so much.

Although many people, such as dark guards or swordsmen, also regard self-defense weapons as important, naming and caring for them are as important as siblings.

But Dongfang Jimo doesn’t. In his opinion, nothing is very important and worth taking care of. If the sword is broken, he will replace it with another sword. There is no such thing as an unsuitable sword that affects combat, because he is in the Eastern God Pavilion. He has already practiced in those days, any weapon in his hands, he can play their role very well.

Even if it's a weapon he just got, he can use it like drinking water.

The smile in his heart hadn't dissipated yet, and Dongfang Jimo's long ink-like hair hung around his waist.

The candle was shining brightly, his eyes were covered with a black cloth scarf, his handsome face was cold, but his lips were slightly pursed as if he was suppressing some emotions, but Gu Momo knew what he must be thinking.

She continued, "Then, Jimo, can you help me think of a name, okay?"

"Okay..." Fortunately, although he was only a secret guard trained by the Eastern God Pavilion for the royal family, he not only practiced martial arts, but also learned literature, so it was not difficult to get a name.

Just when he was about to say the names of the swords that came to his mind, he suddenly heard her laughter that was as sweet as eating honey, and he had no time to wonder...

"...I thought of what it's called!"

"…That's good…"

"Just Jimo, how about it?"

"...!"

(End of this chapter)