Eunuch Liu lowered his head with some resentment.

"Cough cough...nothing." Gu Yanzhi's fingers with clear joints gently pressed against his lips and couldn't help but cough a few times.

Jiang Xing looked at Duan Chen with two dark circles beside him in confusion.

Duan Chen leaned against the window and felt drowsy. There was no way to clean up Duan Chen's bodies for a night.

Chuanchen’s heart is painful, but Chuanchen doesn’t say it.

Jiang Xing's eyes fell sharply on Duan Chen with exploration, "Are you going to hit thirty by yourself?"

Jiang Xing was obviously a little disbelief, and his eyes were full of suspicion when he looked at Duan Chen.

Duan Chen was hired from outside, but Duan Chen’s martial arts are so powerful, why has Duan Chen never been revealed?

After all, Jiang Xing’s identity is here, so there must be more caution and caution than others. Otherwise... I don’t know how he died after death.

"Your Highness, I came from the world. My family got into some trouble. I was the only one left. I wanted to ask for food quietly. In the situation yesterday, I... really had no choice. I couldn't watch Your Highness being killed by an assassin, right?"

Duan Chen had already prepared a set of excuses and had memorized them in his heart a hundred and eighty times. At this moment, he could naturally answer good things.

Jiang Xing lowered his eyes, not knowing that she didn't believe Duan Chen's words, Jiang Xing Cong's white fingers contracted slightly.

Jiang Xing didn't know Duan Chen's identity, but since Duan Chen was able to save himself yesterday, it seemed that he was not a bad person.

"Okay, you can do your own thing peacefully." Jiang Xingcong pressed his temples with aching slight pain.

"You guys go out." Jiang Xing beat him several times on the bed, and Duan Chen and Eunuch Liu both went out.

Gu Yanzhi hasn't left yet.

Jiang Xing poked his furry head out of the quilt, looked at Gu Yanzhi in confusion and asked, "Gu Yanzhi, why don't you go out?"

Jiang Xing stretched out his green onion fingers and put a strand of hair falling on his cheeks behind his ears.

Gu Yanzhi's fingers with clear joints turned the glass Buddhist beads, while Gu Yanzhi closed his eyes, his expression remained unchanged.

He said in a deep voice, "Your Highness, this is my room. Where do you want me to go back to?"

Jiang Xing opened his eyes and realized that he was lying on Gu Yanzhi's bed.

"Well, did you bring me here like this?" Jiang Xing raised his eyebrows lightly, and a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth, looking at Gu Yanzhi's words.

Yesterday... Gu Yanzhi's ear tips were slightly red. It seemed that Jiang Xing's daughter's fragrance was still lingering between his nose.

Gu Yanzhi's fingers with distinct joints curled up slightly, and Gu Yanzhi turned his head away.

He said, "No."

"Hmm? Who is that?" Jiang Xing smiled and asked in a vague way. But he closed each other and looked up and down.

"Broken Dust." Gu Yanzhi's fingers with distinct joints twisted the Buddhist beads, and his handsome brows frowned slightly.

The smile on Jiang Xing's face suddenly tightened.

Jiang Xing's clear-cut fingers pulled the bedding hard, and the smile on Jiang Xing's face froze directly on his face.

"Or who do you think it is?" Gu Yanzhi had no expression on his face. He gently twisted the Buddhist beads with clear joints, but he was wearing a white brocade robe.

The robe on Gu Yanzhi's body had been forced to be thrown back to the Emperor's Mansion by Jiang Xing. It was not for anything else, but they came here secretly. Gu Yanzhi's outfit was too eye-catching.
Chapter completed!