She is lonely

Chapter 51 Gu Cen, You Are Too Sticky 26
Mu Yinxue stared at her: "Nonsense, otherwise I could run over to find you?"

Gu Cen thinks about it too, Mu Yinxue has never had a good relationship with the Mu family, he can put down his face and come to the palace with the Mu family's signboard to find her, which means that he really has something urgent to tell her.

Therefore, Gu Cen nodded and followed him out of the palace.

"Gu Xiaosi, don't you like that guy? Why do you want to marry Lin Bianhan now? Lin Bianhan is not a good person, do you think his sister is a good person?"

As soon as she got into the carriage, Mu Yinxue began to scold Gu Cen.

Gu Cen looked at him, listened to him chatting for a while, turned his head and smiled.

Seeing this, Mu Yinxue was even more angry: "Are you still laughing? Is this a funny thing?"

Gu Cen then slowly suppressed his smile, turned his head back, looked at Mu Yinxue seriously, and said to him: "Yinxue, I know the princess is not that good, and I know you are worried about me, but don't worry, I Whatever you do, you will be careful.”

"Don't tell me these nonsense, just tell me, did the prince agree to this first?"

Gu Cen remained silent.

Mu Yinxue's voice sank: "I knew he was using you. Did he marry you when he asked you to? Gu Cen, can you show your aura like Master Gu, don't listen to him in everything? no?"

This time, Gu Cen pursed the corners of his lips, remained silent for a long time, and slowly uttered two words from his mouth, his voice sounded monotonous and without warmth: "No."

Mu Yinxue's heart was burning with anger, and when he heard him say that, he felt even more distressed for Gu Cen. He frowned and looked at Gu Cen with complicated emotions. After a while, he had to calm down, and said, "Forget it." Now, the matter is a foregone conclusion, and I also know that what I say now is useless. Gu Cen, I came to you today to remind you that it is one thing for you to want to get married with Lin Bian, but after you are married, you should not be with Lin Bian. She is too close, and I reminded her not to hang out with her third brother all the time, lest anything happen in the future and you will be implicated."

Gu Cen understood what he meant and nodded.

As early as two months ago, her informant had provided her with information about Lin Zhihe's meeting with a drug dealer in Jiangzhou, but Lin Zhihe had nothing to do after that. Gu Cen didn't have conclusive evidence, so he didn't dare to act rashly Therefore, people have been following Lin Zhihe's movements all the time.

But no matter what, it is impossible for her to let Lin Zhihe drag the princess into the water.
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On the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, it snowed heavily in Kyoto.

In the cabinet of the Military Aircraft Department, there was a heater on the table, and the warm and heavy mist fell on Gu Cen's hand holding the pen. A small circle of fluffy fluffy softly wrapped around the cuffs, and with the movement of writing, it was pasted on the Rubbing slightly on the skin.

Gu Cen found a thin piece of letterhead in the stack of unapproved papers.

Picking it up, it feels very cold and rigid, and there is a cold and monotonous bronzing pattern on the cover page of the letterhead.

Gu Cen looked at it for a while, then gently unfolded it.

On the light golden letter paper, there was written a line of words she was familiar with that was as sharp as a sharp knife——

Sir Gu

It is heard that outside the city, the plum blossoms are in full bloom, and the dark fragrance is floating.I hope that tomorrow I will be free and take the time to enjoy the plum together.Greet Mr. Gu.

The prince holds this
Gu Cen lowered his head, carefully read each word on the letter paper repeatedly, watching his strokes, and even carefully traced and outlined the words on the letter paper with his fingers, trying to catch where he abruptly ended each word.

An invitation letter, 37 characters, she read it for a long time.

Finally, she closed the letter paper and put it away.
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(I am very satisfied with the writing of the latter paragraph, Zha Zhalin is quite good at it, hum. Vote, little bastards!

(End of this chapter)