The big guy kept dying and became a white moonlight

Chapter 418

Shen Weixiu: "..."

The girl's playful and smiling voice was careless and lazy, making it hard to tell whether it was genuine or fake.

Qingzhu was extremely angry, he pointed at Aunt Jiang: "You! How can you say such a thing! My son is sincere to you, but you live up to and spoil my son's sincerity like this, you are too much!"

Concubine Jiang felt that she had been wronged extremely, "Why did Gu ruin your son's sincerity?"

"You not only want to marry my son, but you also want to marry me away. Aren't you humiliating and ruining my son? What do you mean?" Qingzhu asked her.

Concubine Jiang smiled, her eyebrows were lazy and charming: "Although Gu is just a princess now, but when your young master enters the mansion in the future, it is absolutely impossible that Gu's prince's mansion will only have him as the king."

"Even if there is no you, there will still be many servants serving Gu. Princes and nobles, which one is not three husbands and four servants? At that time, will Gu still ruin your son's sincerity?" Jiang Yu said, Standing up and brushing the hem of the red skirt, his expression looked loose and indifferent.

The girl looked at them sideways with a smile, and finally her eyes fell on Shen Weixiu who was behind Qingzhu, "Gu has already mentioned the divorce to the queen. The queen gave Gu half a month, and there are about ten days left. Mr. Shen can take care of you." Think about it. If you don't want to divorce, Gu will naturally go to the palace and talk to the queen in detail."

Hearing this, Qingzhu became nervous, and he immediately looked back at Shen Weixiu, "My lord!"

This woman doesn't look like a good person at first glance, you must disagree!

Shen Weixiu looked deeply at Concubine Jiang, and nodded slightly after a while: "...OK"

Hearing this, Concubine Jiang nodded casually, and was about to ask Bian Yan to send them out, when she suddenly saw a slender snow-colored figure slowly approaching from a distance.

Seeing this, Aunt Jiang was a little taken aback.

She saw the young man walking slowly step by step, the sun fell on his body, dyed his long black hair into black gold, and the snow-colored gown looked holy like a god's mansion, like walking slowly in the misty rain south of the Yangtze River A scholar walking with an oiled paper umbrella.

Shen Weixiu seemed to have noticed Concubine Jiang's gaze looking forward, and looked back in confusion, when a snow-colored figure broke into his eyes.

Before seeing the other person's appearance clearly, Shen Weixiu suddenly had a complicated and inexplicable feeling in his heart, as if there was a sense of crisis that seemed to be absent.

The young man who walked over slowly held his snow-colored sleeves with his snow-white fingertips, and his long eyelashes drooped slightly. Shen Weixiu could only see the young man's clear and beautiful side face, which was long and drooping, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

Aunt Jiang blinked and asked him, "Why are you here?"

Luo Heng stopped by the girl's side. Although his slender and tall figure was thin, he was not weak. The snow-colored gown was spotless, neat and tidy, without any wrinkles.

Hearing the girl's words, he tilted his head slightly, his dark pupils were dyed with a light green gleam, reflecting the girl's figure.

The young man's voice was gentle, neither sick nor slow: "Today's medicine is a bit bitter, I want to see if His Highness has any sugar cubes on him."

"Candy?"

Aunt Jiang thought for a while, reached out her hand to touch it from her pocket, and said, "I don't think I'm carrying—"

After she paused, Luo Heng lowered his eyes, and saw several sugar cubes wrapped in sugar paper in the girl's hand.

Aunt Jiang was surprised, "There really are?"

(End of this chapter)