His Royal Highness: The Little Charming Concubine in the Maokeng

Chapter 1 Wedges (2)
Lin Zihao is still too tender!

Gu Xiaozhi snatched the flashlight from Lin Zihao's hand and walked along the original road, Lin Zihao followed closely behind.

The moon tonight is different from usual, and the light it emits always gives people a drowsy feeling.

Lonely Pheasant held a flashlight and 'investigated' around with herself as the center, leaving marks every time she walked. She didn't want to stay in this barren mountain all night.

Lin Zihao always held on to the corner of Gu Xiaozhi's clothes tightly, as if he was afraid that Gu Xiaozhi would slip away and leave him.

"Hey, hey! Lin Zihao, what are you afraid of, old man?" The lonely pheasant clearly felt that Lin Zihao's whole body was trembling.

"I... it's the first time I didn't go home so late in this barren mountain..."

Seeing Lin Zihao's appearance, Gu Xiaozhi couldn't help but want to laugh, dare to love this rich second generation is still a good student, he really can't be judged by his appearance!
In fact, Lonely Pheasant is also afraid, but her stubborn heart does not allow her to show even the slightest bit of fear.

Walking and walking, Lonely Pheasant seemed to be stepping on something, she stopped suddenly, her heart was beating very fast, because she felt that her feet were stepping on human ribs.

Lin Zihao looked at Gu Xiaozhi suspiciously, "Hey! Gu Xiaozhi, why are you so crazy?"

Lone Pheasant ignored him, she took the flashlight and slowly closed her eyes to shine towards her feet, the movement was very slow, she was afraid...afraid to see...

"Isn't it just a fan!" Lin Zihao held a round fan in his hand and handed it to Gu Xiaozhi.

The lonely pheasant let out a long sigh of relief, it was really a false alarm just now.

In order to avoid what happened just now, she found a leeward slope and sat there with Lin Zihao.

She held the fan in her hand and looked it over carefully, and she found that there was a poem written in italics on it, "Silver Candle, Autumn Light, Cold Painting Screen..." Just as the lonely pheasant finished reading this part, the flashlight suddenly disappeared. Electricity, even with the moonlight can not see clearly.

Gu Xiaozhi felt that this line of the poem was very familiar, but she just forgot what the last line was. She could swear on Lin Zihao's dog's head that she must know this poem, but she just couldn't remember it for a while.

She turned her head to look at Lin Zihao, "Lin Zihao, silver candle autumn light cold painting screen, what's the last sentence?"

Lin Zihao fell into deep thought, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "I went to see Xiao Ming yesterday."

"Why didn't you go to see Daming yesterday?"

The lonely pheasant covered his face, looking hopeless.

"Why is it wrong? This young master used to memorize it like this, and the teacher even praised me!"

"Praise you big-headed ghost!"

Gu Xiaozhi was speechless to Lin Zihao, an idiot.

Lin Zihao looked at the dark sky with one hand on his pillow, and vaguely saw something flickering among the black clouds, he only thought it was stars.

Lonely Pheasant is still full of curiosity about this fan, from top to bottom, from left to right, she looked carefully at every part, but she didn't find anything strange, this beauty fan has nothing but that poem. there is none left.

"Alas~" She also followed Lin Zihao's example and lay down on the boulder.

When she raised her fan high, the fan actually perfectly covered the outline of the moon, just not too much and not too little, which surprised Gu Xiaozhi and Lin Zihao.

The lonely pheasant thought that the fan still looked like a treasure, so he said to Lin Zihao, "Lin Zihao, your surname will be Gu from now on!"

"This is not a treasure, it's just an ordinary fan!"

(End of this chapter)