Nongmen pretty wine concubine

Chapter 389

How could Gu Tinghao have the mind to care about who Hou Yong likes and who he doesn't, he almost peeled off the layer of skin on his face. Although the water stains had been wiped off, he still felt awkward and uncomfortable, and even wiped his face He put his hand under his nose and sniffed, and then shouted loudly: "Damn, you haven't rinsed your mouth for a few days, why is it so smelly?"

Saying that, he began to rub his hands vigorously again.

Hou Yong was almost dizzy from anger. The garlic flavor in the evening dishes was rather strong. He slurped his mouth after eating, but it was an insult to his personality to be so disgusted by Gu Tinghao.

Hou courageously trembled all over, but he couldn't do anything to him.

"It's not what I said, it was told to me by your prince himself."

Seeing that Hou Yong was really angry, Gu Tinghao felt a little guilty, this joke was really big, rolled his eyes, immediately shirked responsibility, and didn't mention the insult to personality.

Hearing this, Hou Yong's body froze and he was completely speechless. With Gu Tinghao's gossiping head approaching again and his eyes glowing green with excitement, he explained the misunderstanding with Lian Chen from beginning to end.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Then, Gu Tinghao fell to the ground and rolled while clutching his stomach and laughing.

Hou Yong couldn't bear it anymore, kicked him away with a desperate kick, and then went to boil the medicine.

Tianzi No. [-] room is a suite, so it is naturally equipped with a stove, because some guests like to drink tea at night, and the stove is prepared to warm tea.Coincidentally, Hou Yong was given the opportunity to decoct the medicine. He lit the incense first, and then started decocting the medicine.

In this way, even if someone suspects, they dare not break the door to find out.

Lian Chen was still sitting at the desk dealing with official business, occasionally raising his eyes to look at the sky outside, gradually, his brows were stained with fatigue, half an hour later, Hou Yong brought up the steaming medicine just out of the oven, Lian Chen frowned He frowned, but finally drank it in one gulp.

Hou Yong prepared the green tea aside, and handed it to him after he finished drinking the bitter medicine.

The tea entered his throat, relieving the sweet and bitterness, Lian Chen's furrowed brows finally eased.

"My lord, you should rest earlier."

Hou Yong took down the medicine bowl, thinking about Gu Tinghao's words, he uttered aloud with lingering fear.Without even lifting Chen's eyelids, just waving his hands, Hou Yong let out a breath of foul air, and fled away with the medicine bowl in his hand.

As night fell, there was a thin layer of mist in the villa, and the wind was cool and humid. People who went out for a walk went back to their rooms early to rest, and even the lights in the theater were turned off.

"Master, the other side seems to have survived the medicine."

But at this time, Gu Qinghan, who suddenly went wrong halfway, returned to his room in a hurry. His subordinates sniffed, and after a long time, they cupped their fists and said respectfully.

"My son has also smelled it, so keep an eye on it in the past few days."

Gu Qinghan's eyes turned cold, and he raised his chin, his soft eyes burst into a cold murderous look, and his tone turned sharply.

"Yes."

Hearing this, the man responded respectfully, and then walked out of the room.

After a while, someone came over with hot water, filled the tub in the bathroom, and asked if there was anything else he needed, and only left after getting Gu Qinghan's answer.

As soon as the person left, Gu Qinghan took off the dark robe outside, revealing the moon white undershirt that was immediately stained with blood.

The shirt was taken off, only to reveal the wound on the waist that was held by the white gauze.

The wound had scabbed over, and there was an inch-long pink scar on the outside. He stared at the scar for a few seconds with his feminine eyes, and then entered the bathtub. When the scalding water soaked the scar on his waist, he groaned in pain. , but there was dense sweat on his forehead.



(End of this chapter)