Female supporting roles rely on food to save themselves

Chapter 565
Gu Xiang blinked, not knowing how to react for a moment.

The mountain wind was blowing, and the flames on the stove were glowing red, reflecting a layer of soft light on the faces of all the people around, which looked different from daytime.

The emperor sat across from him. At first glance, he seemed to be cautious.

Gu Xiang really didn't expect that the ruler of this country, a person with supreme power, could be so humble.

It stands to reason that regardless of his status or anything else, it seems that it is not worthy of an emperor to come and explain so carefully.

Of course, she has Snow Eagle.

What she is showing now is not worth mentioning, but that is the emperor. As an emperor, he has too many things. When he sees the stunts shown by Xue Ying and others, he will only watch for a while at most. Lively, or how to make the best use of everything, never fear.

What is personal bravery in front of the imperial army?
Although what he expressed earlier was that he still felt pity for his daughter, and he wanted to give Zhao Chang some opportunities with all his heart.

But now it seems that people's minds are very complicated.

Gu Xiang simply sat up straight for the first time solemnly, and went to see the emperor: "Everyone said that I am the daughter of Princess Changrong, the Duke of the State, and some others. People have shown me a lot of evidence, and I feel in my heart that these evidences are true, and I am the daughter of Princess Changrong."

His Majesty nodded: "Yes."

"But it doesn't really matter. I can be the daughter of Princess Changrong, and even my current parents' daughter. I have nothing to do with His Majesty, so what His Majesty thinks of me is His Majesty's right, not I can take care of what I need to do."

"The one adopted by His Majesty is only the third princess from the beginning to the end, and has nothing to do with me."

The emperor raised his eyebrows, raised his hands to cover his face, and suddenly shed a few tears, but smiled again: "It really looks...very similar."

The same is true for Changrong, sometimes it is unbelievably courageous, and sometimes it is so timid that it makes people laugh and cry.

The attitudes of these two women towards him, the emperor, were both strange. It couldn't be said that they made him feel comfortable, but they both made him very curious.

"After all, I am getting older, and I am recalling old things more and more frequently recently."

The emperor took a bite of the meat-stuffed pancake, his mouth full of fragrance, his eyes stared at the amount of meat in Gu Xiang's bowl, and he speeded up his eating.

In his analysis, this small pot of meat may not be enough for everyone to eat. If it is meat cooked by an ordinary cook, it may be more than enough, but with such a fragrance and taste, I am afraid that anyone who tastes it will have to scramble for it. Ken gave up easily.

He has no advantage in this regard.

Yuguang will not let him.

Li Sheng must help Yuguang.

So, let's get down to business.

The emperor looked up at Zhao Ying, and sighed: "How can you be so sure that I will protect Nan Zhu?"

Nanzhu is the nickname given by the emperor to Zhao Chang, his third daughter.

Bamboo has the meaning of a gentleman, and he hopes that this child will be like Changrong. Although she is a woman, she has a bright heart and a gentleman.

such a pity.

Zhao Ying smiled: "I don't care what your majesty thinks, as long as I am safe. Even if your majesty wants to protect Zhao Chang one day, I will make this protection useless. If you do something wrong, you will be punished and killed. People will pay with their lives."

Emperor: "Tsk."

Fortunately, the ministers around him who are very serious are not around at the moment, otherwise, when he returns to Beijing, his study will be filled with Can Yuguang's booklets.

The emperor sighed, and while eating the meatloaf, said vaguely: "Ah Xiang, I... will not protect her, don't worry."

He didn't know how to describe his mood for a moment.

The emperor squinted his eyes, ate the last bite of meat, went to get another piece of cooking cake, and waited for Gu Xiang to divide the meat for him.

The eyeballs of the servants on the left and right stared straight.

The pancakes eaten by the emperor were not ordinary pancakes, they were as big as a face plate, and the pancakes made by Chef Gu were also not small, wider than the sum of two palms.

Your Majesty is very particular about cherishing blessings and keeping in good health on weekdays. He has always restrained himself from eating, but now he still wants to eat?

Looking at His Majesty's face, I always feel that if I stop it at this time, I will definitely make enemies with His Majesty. They usually don't dare to disobey His Majesty at all, but they still have to look at the face that should be seen.

The two looked at each other, hesitated for a while, then lowered their heads silently, pretending they hadn't seen it.

Doctor Liu is here, and it's okay to ask him to prescribe some hawthorn pills for digestion later.

While eating the meatloaf, the emperor raised his eyes and looked into the distance: "That boy Nanzhu, what is he thinking?"

Zhao Chang was wondering if she could survive this catastrophe.

In Haoyu Pavilion, the lights are bright.

The palace lanterns in private are bright and colorful, and they are placed elsewhere. These palace lanterns are rewards from His Majesty, so they must be carefully preserved. For Zhao Chang, these are just the simplest lighting tools.

The faint smell of ambergris from the censer on the table slowly diffused.

Zhao Chang leaned on the beauty's couch, but he wasn't particularly afraid.

"I did nothing, what am I guilty of?"

Zhao Chang laughed lightly.

She didn't think that her father would have the heart to hurt herself, and it wasn't her doing it, it was all instigated by the subordinates, the idea of ​​the subordinates.

She didn't want to hurt her father either, it was all up to the subordinates, she was just tricked.

I think she has been taught by her father for so many years, and she was raised in the deep palace. If she is not good, wouldn't it be that her father taught her badly?
Naturally, the royal father will not be wrong, and neither will she.

Why does Gu Xiang fight with her?For the past 16 years, she has been by my father's side. She is my father's beloved daughter, Gu Xiang, and she is just a stranger.

Zhao Chang fell asleep peacefully, savoring carefully the little thought hidden deep in her heart, even when she was alone, she never showed it to meet people.

Why... the royal father can't die?
At this time, Zhao Ying was also a little puzzled: "Although I judged that Zhao Chang might assassinate, why would she really do this?"

Even if His Majesty really went, now that the middle and young prince of the court has died of illness, His Majesty has no successor for the time being, so he can only establish a new monarch from the clan, but what good will it do her?
Could there be an emperor in the world who treats her better than His Majesty?

The new king succeeds to the throne, maybe she will be unlucky faster.

Gu Xiang pondered for a while, thoughtfully, and smiled lightly: "I guess, just a guess. Maybe Zhao Chang just didn't want His Majesty to blame him. She didn't want His Majesty to know what she did, so she moved. Killing heart."

She had never seen Zhao Chang with her own eyes, so she didn't know her true thoughts.

No matter how powerful the eye of insight is, you need to see people to see clues.

It's just that she has seen Brother Yun and the people around the third princess, and from these people, she can vaguely see a phantom of Zhao Chang.

Zhao Chang's heart may have been distorted, and he could no longer judge according to common sense.

(End of this chapter)