Traitor Concubine Growth Manual

Chapter 135

In the small courtyard in the south of the city, someone pushed open the courtyard door and walked in.

The woman in the house was sitting at the table in a daze, and when she heard the birds singing in the yard, she suddenly got up and went to the window to look. Unexpectedly, when she opened the window, she saw the man standing silently outside the door. His expression changed, and he snapped The window closed again with a bang.

Gu Chushi stood outside the door and was silent for a long time before knocking on the door: "Nan'er, open the door."

The woman in the room leaned against the door and said coldly, "Didn't you go to the battlefield? Why are you still in the capital?"

Gu Chushi closed his eyes: "The one who went to the battlefield is not me."

Nan'er was taken aback: "It wasn't you?" Then he reacted and smiled, "Yeah, how could it be you? You have been planning for so many years, and this day finally ushered in, how could you run to the battlefield at such a critical moment What about you? You should stay in the capital and watch this game of chess finally go in the direction you expect, and then you can swallow half of the country, and your long-cherished wish will finally come true..."

Her eye sockets were moist, because Gu Chushi had been trapped in the cage for as long as she had laid out for this move.

Gu Chushi who was outside the door was uncharacteristically today, if he was the old man, he might have been unable to hold back his temper and broke into the door.Nan'er faintly felt that something was wrong, but she didn't think it through.

Finally, the person outside the door slowly said, "Nan'er, I'm sorry."

She was startled, and before she had time to react, she heard a sharp sound, and then something pierced into her body.She lowered her head in disbelief, and saw a cold long sword pierced through the door and pierced her body. The cold touch mixed with her warm blood was an indescribable feeling. Feel.

Like poison, but also like relief.

The moment she fell down, the door was pushed open. Gu Chushi stood outside the door, looked at her with pity, as if apologizing, and said again: "I'm sorry, Nan'er."

Nan'er clutched her stomach, vomiting blood and tremblingly said, "You're not...not...."

not what?Her mouth was filled with blood, and finally she could no longer speak.

Prince Gong has a study room, usually no one is allowed to enter, even the confidant guards can only enter after obtaining his permission.It is said that once a new maid who didn't have long eyes opened the door and went in to deliver tea, but only a dead body came out.

At that time, the prince said lightly: "I didn't pay attention for a while and knocked on the corner of the table. I fell and died."

From then on, no one dared to approach the study easily, for fear of ending up in the same fate as that maid.

Mo Jiujiu jumped into the courtyard from the roof, and the night covered his whereabouts very well. He also thanked Gu Chushi for killing the maid, otherwise the courtyard would not be so empty, and he would not be able to come in so easily. up.

He opened the door with ease, opened the mechanism behind the bookcase, and walked in slowly.

Gu Chushi's handle... is all here.

He looked at the painting of Nan'er hanging on the wall of the secret room, with a smile on his lips. Over the years, he has not only recruited troops in Jiangzhou, but also secretly investigated many things about Prince Gong.In the beginning, he was just a pawn played by Prince Gong, and was stabbed in the face bit by bit by the opponent's strange man, and finally became Prince Gong's appearance.

He knew his purpose very well. This face clearly told him that he was a substitute. Prince Gong saved him because he looked somewhat similar to himself, so he saved him with his own hands. The purpose was to find him one day. An opportune time to destroy him again.

If a person wants to win the world, probably one life is not enough, one more double is one more life, Mo Jiujiu is as clear as Gu Chushi about this.

There was a person locked at the end of the secret room. Mo Nineteen slowly took off the luminous pearl on the wall and walked into the depths of the secret room. The woman who was chained to the wall looked up at him. Deep sorrow and pain.

He settled at a place only three steps away from her, and heard her call him in a low voice: "Nineteen."

Uncertain and complex emotions floated up and down in his eyes, and he finally said coldly: "Don't call me nineteen, I'm not nineteen. But I should call you, Yin Shao, Gu Yin Shao ,do you think so?"

Yin Shao was silent, then laughed: "How long have you known?"

"Half a year ago, you tried so hard to stay by my side. You thought I would believe that you were just an orphan selling flowers? I sent someone to investigate everything about you. You and Gu Chushi thought that all the details were covered up very well. , but never imagined how an orphan flower seller would be so stupid that she couldn't even recognize the oleander, and ate it without knowing it was poisoned. Since then, you have lost. "

Yin Shao closed his eyes, recalling the first time he spoke to her during the fourth day when he silently accepted her stay: "Drink the porridge."

She looked at the bowl of porridge on the table and asked him, "What do you use to make it?"

He replied that it was lotus leaf, and she drank it obediently. Afterwards, for some reason, her stomach hurt all night, but he personally called the doctor to cure her.At that time, she thought it was just a coincidence, but today she suddenly realized that it was not a lotus leaf at all, but an oleander.

Many scenes flashed before her eyes, for example, he was wielding a knife, and she stood silently watching; for example, after he drank, she carefully helped him to bed, wiped his face to sober up, and guarded him all night; For example, when she stepped into his bathing place for the first time, she obeyed the maid's arrangement to wipe his back at a loss, but he finally opened his eyes and said calmly: "Go out, I will do it myself."

She didn't ignore the slight blush on his cheeks at that time. In the dense mist, she realized for the first time that the man in front of her was also a living person, with her own emotions, and her own joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

(End of this chapter)