The concubine loves evil: the lazy emperor, you are miserable

Chapter 273 Uncertainty About His Mind 6
Gu Leer sighed quietly in disappointment.

Even Mr. Snow Walker doesn't know, this Xiaohun San is unique enough.

Thinking about it, if it is not a unique poison, how can Leng Ye use it on her with confidence?

What made Gu Le'er even more disappointed was that she couldn't tell from Mr. Snow Walker's tone that he wanted to help her.

"Oh, it's fine if you don't know. May I go?"

Gu Le'er tried to pretend to be indifferent.

She likes Mr. Snow Treader, but she will never ask him to do anything for her.

Perhaps, it is precisely because of liking, so I don't want to ask him anything.

She doesn't owe him anything anymore.

Young Master Snow Treader retracted his whip.

"you can go now."

Gu Le'er jumped off the carriage, turned around, and looked at the black yarn in front of her.

She could feel the scorching eyes coming out from behind the black veil.

I really want to ask him, can she still see him?
Gu Le'er finally didn't ask, she turned her head and walked towards the city gate.

If he intends to see her, he will definitely appear in front of her.

If he had no intention of seeing her again, wouldn't it be sad to know the answer.

Why should she ask more questions.

Behind him, the sound of the carriage sounded, rustling, crushing the falling petals and leaves on the road.

Gu Le'er was in a trance, for the first time, she was absent-minded for one person.

Absent from doing anything.

Gu Le'er had told Yuan Fang and the others to keep it a secret for her and not to tell what happened today.

Therefore, except for Feng Taiwei and a few guards, no one knew that her life was almost hanging by a thread today.

I don't know about Mr. Snow Walker saving her.

Everyone in Mingzhu Tower felt strange, Gu Le'er, who was always cheerful and happy, who didn't care about everything, seemed to be a different person today.

When I have nothing to do, I no longer chat with them, but lie on the table alone in a daze.

From time to time, she could be heard moaning.

Dong Fengling asked strangely: "Le'er, what's the matter? Is the engraving business not doing well?"

"Yeah, it's too bad."

Gu Le'er said something in his words.

It's really too bad.

It doesn't taste good to be lied to, it doesn't taste good to be hurt, and more importantly, it doesn't taste good to be robbed of your heart.

(End of this chapter)