Dad, don't be greedy! My brother climbed into the emperor's bed, and I became famous overn

The Dragonscale Guards gasped.

Dozens of eyes turned to the side at once, each one staring wide-eyed at the young Master Gu in front of them as if they had seen a ghost.

What... what's going on here?!

One second he was all debonair and serene, the next he was acting crazy?

Gu Mingli had no time to explain to these ancient people; the countdown timer on the system panel in front of him was flashing a blinding red light.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

He rushed to the accompanying carriage, rummaged through the chests and cabinets, and found two large palm-leaf fans used for fanning in the summer.

One hand was stuffed into Gu Mingyue's hand, and the other into the maid Taozhi's hand.

"Mingyue, Taozhi, your brother's life or death has come to an end."

He held his sister's hand tightly, his eyes resolute, his tone sorrowful.

It had the air of "a brave warrior going forth never to return".

"When His Majesty's carriage arrives, you two don't need to worry about anything. Just stand there and fan him as hard as you can! Fan him as hard as you can!"

Gu Mingli, still worried, gave him repeated instructions.

"Remember, the wind has to be strong! It has to be fierce! It has to be like a slow-motion scene where long hair is blown around, strands dancing in the air, that ethereal, fairy-like feeling! Understand?"

Gu Mingyue raised an eyebrow, and as someone who shared the same interests, she nodded in understanding.

She suppressed a laugh, weighed the large palm-leaf fan in her hand with one hand, and gave an OK sign.

"Leave it to me, I'll definitely fan you into the force of a Category 10 typhoon."

"Also, brother, how do we handle the Tyndall effect in that slow-motion shot? Should I get someone to bring a bronze mirror and use the refraction of sunlight to create a beautiful, atmospheric spotlight for you?"

"Stop using a spotlight! Everyone's here, get ready to fan them!"

Gu Mingli's face was full of resentment.

Peach Blossom, standing to the side, had absolutely no idea what her young master and young lady were talking about.

She stared wide-eyed, her mouth agape in terror, blankly at the large palm-leaf fan in her hand.

"Miss...this palm-leaf fan...are we going to fan the young master in the street?"

Gu Mingyue rolled up her sleeves and laughed heartily:

"Peach Blossom, in a bit we'll fan your young master hard, like we're making his hair stand on end... no, I mean blow it all over the place!"

"oh!"

Although Tao Zhi was completely confused, she nodded vigorously, adhering to the basic qualities of a working person.

"Yes, sir! I'm strong, I promise I'll fan you until your hair flies!"

Accompanied by the steady sound of horses' hooves, the emperor's carriage slowly drove out of the palace gate.

The "wind-generating trio" waiting by the roadside were on high alert.

At the car window, the exquisite bamboo curtain was slowly lifted by a hand with distinct knuckles.

Xiao Ye's calm, cold, and unreadable face was revealed.

Xiao Ye was wearing a casual outfit with a dark bamboo-green pattern today.

She shed that heavy, elaborate dragon robe and the oppressive aura unique to the imperial court.

At this moment, he leaned casually against the carriage, his eyebrows and eyes were relaxed, and his expression was lazy. He didn't look like an emperor who controlled killing and killing, but more like a cold and noble young master from a noble family.

He turned his head as if sensing something and looked out the window indifferently.

The Dragon Scale Guard commander stepped forward quickly and cupped his hands in greeting.

"Your Majesty, we have just discovered what appears to be..."

Xiao Ye had been listening attentively to the report from the Dragon Scale Guard commander.

Slightly on one side of the eye.

The moment his gaze fell upon Gu Mingli by the roadside, he froze.

His usually calm and collected eyes widened slightly, revealing a deep sense of bewilderment.

"..."

What is Gu Mingli doing now?

In that split second of eye contact!

call!!!!

A strange gust of wind blew in from who-knows-where.

Mixed with a bit of dry dust, it suddenly and haphazardly swatted at Gu Mingli from both sides with an extremely indifferent attitude.

If you follow the wind's path and look into the blind spot below the carriage...

Then you can see Gu Mingyue and Taozhi standing on either side of Gu Mingli in front of him.

The two men stood in a very unorthodox horse stance, holding fans in both hands, clenching their teeth, and looking ferocious.

He was frantically waving two large palm-leaf fans!

The two palm-leaf fans were frantically alternating in the air, creating a scene of flying sand and stones.

To cooperate with Gu Mingli, the two girls swung their arms so hard they were almost blurry, creating the aura of the Shadowless Hand!

Gu Mingli's long, flowing hair, which he had originally hoped would create an ethereal and romantic look, was now a mess.

Under the brutal physical devastation of what can only be described as a passing typhoon, it instantly lost all its dignity.

They were blown about wildly, like seaweed that had gone mad.

Countless strands of hair stood upright, shooting straight into the sky, while the rest were mercilessly plastered all over his head and face.

A few unruly hairs, propelled by the force of the gale, even managed to get into his mouth, which he had just opened to deliver his lines with great emotion, and went straight for his tonsils.

"Ptooey...cough!"

But a mission is a mission!

Under the tyranny of the system, doing too many things will eventually lead to the loss of one's dignity.

Just as Xiao Ye had been watching someone go crazy so much lately, he was able to maintain the stability of his facial muscles at this moment.

Xiao Ye quietly watched the chaotic scene outside the window, narrowing his eyes and pressing his lips into a straight line.

At this moment, Gu Mingli was sporting an afro that looked like he had been struck by lightning, a look that made him feel like he was in hell.

Suppressing the feeling of something stuck in his throat, he started playing extremely "romantic" yet eerie background music.

"Dudu~~~~Da la la la~~~~……Dudu dudu~~~~Da la la la~~~~~Ah ah ah~~~~~Pu pu pu pu……"

He mumbled as he spat out the strands of hair that wouldn't go away, and with his face covered in a mess of hair that looked like Sadako reincarnated, he struggled to open his eyes in the howling wind.

He raised his hand, trembling.

She tried to use her fingers to part the last remaining gap in the black hair that covered her entire face.

She forced herself to imitate the female lead in the slow-motion scene, affectedly tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

Then, he looked up at the crack with deep affection.

A pair of resentful eyes were fixed on Xiao Ye, who was still in shock inside the car.

He forced a stiff smile, revealing a sinister grin reminiscent of the morning horror movie "The Ring."

In an extremely "gentle and tender" tone, she said softly:

"You've arrived! I hope you have a peaceful and safe journey!"