Chapter 11 Pattern
Jiang Xing has digested his native memories in the past few days.
Jiang Xing and Gu Yanzhi walked side by side, followed by seven or eight palace maids. When the palace maids and eunuchs walking on the road saw Jiang Xing, they all knelt down and kowtowed to give a big gift, and they didn't dare to breathe.
Jiang Xing curled his lips helplessly, there was no way to be a native notorious person after all.
Jiang Xing was wearing a pear-white gauze skirt, with a white hair tied with black hair on her head. The jade on her head swayed left and right as she moved.
Gu Yanzhi next to him was wearing a white monk's robe, a purple cassock on his shoulders, and a string of glass Buddhist beads in his hands, with bright reflections on his head.
But it did not affect Gu Yanzhi's beauty at all, but instead felt a sense of stunning.
But... the focus of others is not on his beauty at all.
After Jiang Xing walked away, several palace maids whispered to each other's ears.
"Did you see that? That's the monk that the little prince robbed in the temple."
"I am worthy of being your highness, but I dare to bring out the noble and open."
"Yes, Your Majesty is furious when he heard about this."
"Tsk, you have a small situation. If you want me to tell me, there is nothing this ridiculous thing in the world that this little prince dares not do!"
Others said yes.
Jiang Xing and Gu Yanzhi walked through the long flower corridor. The hibiscus flowers were in full bloom. The breeze passed by, and two pieces fell from time to time.
Jiang Xing turned his head slightly and said, "Gu Yanzhi, you will go in with me later, don't say anything, follow me."
Jiang Xing's face showed sorrow. Today, the empress rarely saw her, so she might be scolded. She is the princess, so naturally her mother would not make things difficult for her.
But...Gu Yanzhi, Jiang Xing turned his head and saw Gu Yanzhi's pale cheeks, and he coughed twice from time to time.
Gu Yanzhi was just a monk, and he would kill him if he said he would kill him if he said he would punish him if he said he would punish him if he said he would punish him if he said he would punish him if he said he would punish him if he said he would punish him if he said he would punish him if he said he would punish him if he said he would punish him if he said he would punish him if he said he would punish him if he said he would punish him if he said he would punish him if he said he would punish him if he said he would punish him if he
But... Gu Yanzhi's body is so weak, can he stand it?
Gu Yanzhi remained silent.
Jiang Xing was like an old mother who was anxious and angry, and repeatedly told him, "Did you hear what Gu Yanzhi said? Otherwise, my mother would be angry at that time. How many obstacles do you think you can get?"
Jiang Xing's embroidered shoes stepped on the stairs paved with white jade, and in front of him was the empress's bedroom.
The palace maids following Jiang Xing were all like quails, lowering their heads, but they still couldn't look up after hearing what Jiang Xing told them repeatedly.
This little prince is famously arrogant and domineering. When will he care about others?
Gu Yanzhi's expression was not moved at all, and his thin lips opened lightly, as if a clear spring flowed into his heart, "Your Highness, will protect me."
Jiang Xing:???
In a blink of an eye, the two of them had arrived in front of Zhu Hong's palace gate. Jiang Xing let out a sigh of relief, and then pulled Gu Yanzhi behind him.
"Mother..." Before Jiang Xing could speak out, a set of memorials came to her face, and she fell on her body.
On the contrary, Gu Yanzhi behind him didn't touch any piece of paper.
To be honest, it was as expected by Jiang Xing.
Jiang Xing quickly pulled Gu Yanzhi and knelt on the ground. Jiang Xing was too anxious to kneel, and his knee was hurting when he knelt on Baiyu.
"Mother, forgive me." Jiang Xing lowered his eyes and knelt on the ground obediently, looking obedient.
Gu Yanzhi next to him was pulled behind Jiang Xing.
"Do you still know what you're doing?" The empress's voice came from the layers of bead curtains, and she was powerful without anger.
Although the empress is a woman, she is never inferior to any man in terms of strategy and intelligence.
Chapter completed!