The White Moonlight of Transmigration is back

Chapter 65
"Yong'er is fine, thank you for your trouble."

The two-year-old doll is carved in pink and jade, and the appearance of saluting is so cute that it can melt the hearts of most people in this world.

Gu Tu pinched the baby's chubby cheeks in a strange way, and finally understood where the foster father's wicked taste of pinching his face came from.

Not without guilt, she withdrew her hand and forcibly made amends:

The two-year-old Xiao Yong is a beautiful doll, everyone likes to touch it, of course she is not exempt;
But she is so old, and the skin on her face is not as easy to touch as a doll, so her adoptive father is still teasing her, like teasing a kitten or a puppy.

It's a little too much.

But who calls him an elder, you can't prick him, you have to be filial.

"good."

Gu Tu didn't notice that her boasting and pinching posture was exactly the same as the unscrupulous righteous father who was slandering her!
Xiao Yong has long been used to having female elders kissing and pinching him from time to time, calmly maintaining his upbringing, and said in a baby voice:

"Auntie has a wonderful hand and heart, relieved Yong'er's illness. Yonger has a gift, and I hope Auntie will accept it with a smile."

Baozhu stepped forward in due course and brought a tray with a smile.

Xiao Yong took off the red silk cloth covering his head, and in an instant, the whole room was filled with jewels and jewels.

Gu Tu looked at the pile of small goldfish, small silver and exquisite horses, and felt warm in his heart.

The kid was taught so well.

"Good boy, my aunt is grateful. Since you call me aunt, it's also right for aunt to see a doctor for you. There is no fee for consultation."

Gu Tu pinched his little nephew's tender face again, thinking it was worth it.

"Take a break, children, don't worry too much, everything is up to adults. If you feel uncomfortable, just tell auntie."

Xiao Yong responded obediently, and thoughtfully asked Baozhu to send them out.

Gu Tu turned his head and glanced at the magnificent courtyard. The purple air on the plaque came with four large Chinese characters flying and flying like dragons and phoenixes. It was written by a famous artist.

She sighed softly, turned her head to follow the handsome young man who was waiting for her, and called her brother in a low voice.

"Ok?"

Tang Luoshu, who noticed her emotional change, stretched out his hand to hold her hand again. Feeling a little cold, he wrapped her little hands together in his palms to warm them.

Gu Tu lowered his eyes and caught a glimpse of the bottom of the hem of his silver robe embroidered with dark patterns of silver thread, and the brand-new thick-soled soap boots that moved in step with her small steps. He gritted his teeth, tried his best to keep his lips still and whispered:
"There will be great changes in the mansion, and I will leave Beijing with my adoptive father, adoptive mother, and princess's family as soon as possible. The farther we go, the better."

Tang Luoshu has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and has good ears and eyes, but he still thinks he heard wrong.

He paused, pulled her back, and looked into her eyes searchingly.

As soon as Gu Tu spoke, the rest went much smoother.

She glanced around to see that there was no one around, and exerted a little force on her hands.

Tang Luoshu leaned over and lowered his head cooperatively, listening with his ears.

Gu Tu raised her hand to cover her mouth so that no one could see the shape of her mouth.

There are many strange people in Beijing, and there are people who are good at ventriloquism and lip language, she has seen it personally.

"Last night, my master gave me a dream and told me many things. Your original surname is Yuan, right? You are the ninth son of Dingnanhoufu."

As soon as his hand hurt, Gu Tu held back and didn't scream, and spoke the news he knew in his previous life quickly in a steady tone.

"The third prince is not dead, but you secretly exchanged the death row. You like Princess Nishang, right? That's why you took the risk to save her father. I have no malicious intentions. I can cure Princess Nishang's hemoptysis."

"Do you believe me?"

Gu Tu's hand was clamped harder and harder by his big hand, and she stopped talking because she was afraid that he would crush her hand bones if she continued to speak.

Just saying this is enough.

Tang Luoshu maintained the posture of bending over and listening, with his right hand still touching the top of her head, with just one palm, he could shatter her Baihui acupoint, and she was not allowed to talk nonsense.

"Brother?"

Gu Tuo looked at his cold eyes and felt that apart from indifference, there was no trace of the doting in his eyes from before.
Sure enough, the deep love between brothers and sisters is only for people to see.

A bit disappointed.

(End of this chapter)