Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

Chapter 781: Green Plum Drunk (19)

“Zhao’er”.

Cheng Hui had something to say to Jiang Que, but seeing Gu Feibai there, he looked constipated and hesitant.

Gu Feibai glanced at the two of them, unfolded his folding fan and smiled. He then left, closing the door behind him.

Jiang Que sat on the soft couch, glancing out of the corner of his eye at Cheng Hui standing at the door. His hand holding the sword was clenched tightly, as if he was trying his best to suppress something.

Jiang Que raised an eyebrow: "Something wrong?"

[You're the one who treats me like a younger sister, and you're the one who gets angry about my marriage, Cheng Hui. What are you thinking? Gu Zhen treats you like a older brother, and you're unhappy about it?]

Suddenly hearing Jiang Que's inner thoughts again, Cheng Hui, who was standing at the door, trembled, and the words she wanted to ask him stuck in her throat once more.

She pursed her lips, but ultimately didn't ask the question.

Yes.

Why is he so angry?

Is she angry that he has his eye on the amorous Gu Feibai, or angry that he hasn't chosen her?

Cheng couldn't understand it. He felt that the answer that was about to emerge in his mind was shrouded in a cloud of preconceived notions. He wanted to clear it away, but he couldn't grasp it no matter what.

Placing his hopes of breaking through the fog on Jiang Que, Cheng Hui realized that Jiang Que, sitting on the soft couch, had removed his veil at some point, revealing the face that had supported him through countless days and nights on his journey to the capital, a thousand miles away.

Compared to his slightly immature face before, his features are now more defined, and one can vaguely see the refined contours of his face as he grows up.

Cheng Hui stared blankly, his breathing quickening, his hand gripping the sword flustered: "I... my sword is a little uncomfortable, I'll be going now."

Jiang Que, who had just removed his veil to get some fresh air and was preparing to have a proper chat with him, was left with a blank stare: "???"

[What is this? Leaving already? Not even eating a meal before leaving, all you do is chew on those few dry flatbreads in your pocket all day, never even drink water, just like a person, so withered.]

This sentiment...

Cheng Hui almost tripped and fell on the stairs as he walked out the door.

The grown-up Zhao'er... has such strange ideas.

Furthermore, Cheng Hui couldn't help but glance down at herself, pursing her lips in anger, but unable to hide the pride in her smile.

Xiao Shuai.

Where is it dry?

Being young means you don't know how to care for others.

Do you want him to grow up to be like Gu Feibai, with his fiery appearance?

The thought of Gu Feibai comes to mind.

The unease in Cheng Hui's heart surged again. Without lingering any longer, with the chubby little bee hanging on her shoulder, she kept weaving through the bustling streets of Kyoto, but couldn't find the direction she wanted to go.

As soon as Cheng Hui left, the head maid grabbed Gu Feibai by the back of his collar and threw him through the gate, where he landed on the ground. She looked at Jiang Que and nodded, "Your Highness, he tried to run away."

Upon hearing the head maid's complaint, Gu Feibai, who had been caught and thrown to the ground, immediately got up and knelt down: "Your Highness, I am innocent! I only went out to buy some food for you and Young Hero Cheng. I was definitely not afraid of death and wanted to run away."

"Also, I really want to marry Zhao'er, and I'm not lying."

"You don't deserve it!" Mentioning the little maid, the head maid couldn't help but draw her sword and place it against his neck. Although she held back, the sharp sword still cut a bloody mark on his neck.

Little Zhao'er hasn't even reached marriageable age yet, and this old man really dares to dream.

If the Destroyer of Hearts Sect didn't need him as its leader to deceive those martial arts practitioners, they would have killed him long ago.

Gu Feibai couldn't beat the head maid, and even with a knife to his neck, he showed no fear. He shamelessly muttered under his breath, "If she's unwilling, marrying you isn't out of the question. If you're both willing, I personally have no objection. At most, I'll suffer a little loss."

Head maid: "..."

Jiang Que: “…”

There are really people this shameless.

Jiang Que couldn't stand such filth and waved for the head maid to throw it out.

Talk too much.

Fahua Temple is still short of a monk to chant sutras, so let this guy fill in for a few years to keep things quiet.

Gu Feibai cried out that he was innocent, that he didn't want to be a monk, and that he would never speak out of turn again.

He has served His Highness the Crown Prince for so many years; even if he hasn't made any great contributions, he has certainly put in a lot of hard work.

Say.

His Highness didn't refuse either...

This proves that his words were still useful.

Why would you abandon someone after you've served your purpose?

really.

The imperial family has been ruthless since ancient times.

Gu Feibai was dragged away by the back of his collar by the head maid, and no one paid any attention to his sorrow.

Goodbye, my beloved hair.

With his looks, even if he were a monk, he would be the most handsome monk.

We must not bewitch those worshippers who come to offer incense.