Chapter 535 (1/2)
As soon as Yu Xiaoxiao heard from Jiang Zhuojun that he would take his second highness away, he remembered that he still had Li Xiaoyuan's two sons here, and immediately said, ”take Li Luo's eldest brother away with him.”
Jiang Zhuojun was embarrassed. He forgot about the big prince.
Gu Xinglang whispered to Yu's novel: ”Xiaoxiao, you go back to the room first, and I'll take Zhuo Jun to the second prince.”
Yu Xiaoxiao nodded and agreed, and went to the room by herself.
Jiang Zhuojun looked at Yu Xiaoxiao and walked away. Then he said to Gu Xinglang, ”Qinghui, are you sleepy now?”
Gu Xinglang said, ”there are still wine and vegetables in the kitchen. If you don't hurry, I'll use some with you.”
”OK,” Jiang Zhuojun nodded.
Gu Xinglang said, ”let's go to the side room and sit down first.”
”Don't bother. The small kitchen is very warm,” said Jiang Zhuojun. ”We'll sit in the small kitchen.”
Jiang Zhuojun didn't dislike the kitchenette, and Gu Xinglang didn't dislike it, so they walked to the kitchenette side by side.
The senseless old Taoist walked out of the backlight when the two walked down the steps and were ready to cross the courtyard to the small kitchen. It was also in the wind and snow, the cloud behind Jiang Zhuojun. When the Taoist priest looked at Taichang mountain, the cloud was still chaotic and misty. When the Taoist priest looked again tonight, the fog had a tendency to disperse, and there was a faint image of light, wind and moon.
”Everything is clear after the rain?” The old Taoist said to himself.
The man who killed seven lives, let himself see the image of light, wind and moon. The old Taoist learns from jade. Hehe, hehe, it's not the way of heaven that is crazy, it must be him.
Gu Xinglang heard the movement behind him and looked back at the old Taoist.
The Taoist priest is busy and hides in the backlight. Gu sanshao, ha ha, the Taoist priest doesn't have the courage to look at it now. He sees a light, wind and fog moon. The Taoist priest thinks he will die!
In the small kitchen, the stove was not sealed, and water was still burning on the stove. The boiling water gurgled in the pot, and the steam obscured the light in the small kitchen. It is undoubtedly warm to sit in such a room on a snowy night.
Mammy Wang scalded the wine for Gu Xinglang and Jiang Zhuojun, fried several dishes, warmed the chicken soup that Yu Xiaoxiao specially left for Jiang Zhuojun, and sent it to the table together with the wine and dishes.
Gu Xinglang looked at the wine and dishes and said to mammy Wang, ”Mammy, go and have a rest.”
Mother Wang answered respectfully and stepped back.
Jiang Zhuojun drank a bowl of chicken soup before drinking.
Gu Xinglang sat aside and asked, ”what will your majesty do with your highness and your second highness?”
Jiang Zhuojun said in a deep voice, ”there is no final conclusion yet.”
Gu Xinglang turned his glass, raised his glass and took a sip.
Jiang Zhuojun said, ”it's good for your highness Qi to leave the rosefinch.”