Fast time travel: The villain is bowing his head again

Gu Yishuo was buttoning up his buttons inside the room, and he responded casually.

He didn't tidy up just now, he thought he could tie his hair up on the way, but he didn't expect that the door pusher was already waiting at the door.

Half of Gu Yishuo's hair was scattered on his shoulders, and there was a button on his coat that was not buttoned.

This kind of Gu Yishuo really didn't look like anyone else had seen.

Standing in the courtyard, Chongjiu looked at a sycamore tree in the corner. When he saw Gu Yishuo, he didn't look sideways, and saluted respectfully, "I have seen the general in my humble position."

"Master, please, why do you need the Lord to come in person?" Gu Yishuo also had no time to care about other things, so he could only deal with him.

Chongjiu beckoned his subordinates to pass things over, "The general's body is the most important thing."

"This is the most nourishing medicinal food made by the imperial dining room, and it is the most suitable for the general."

Uncle Liu quickly took it and retreated into the inner hall.

Gu Yishuo coughed twice, "It's really bothering the Holy Father."

Chong Jiu stared at him and suddenly smiled. The smile on this too pale and cold face really didn't suit him, but because of this, it had a different kind of charm.

He continued: "How does the general know that this is bestowed by the emperor, rather than the wish of a humble official?"

Gu Yishuo: "The Holy Majesty trusts the Governor, so it's okay to cook some medicinal food."

Chong Jiu took two steps forward and walked in front of Gu Yisuo. Gu Yisuo was already tall and straight, but he was still a head lower than Chong Jiu.

When he was in the palace, he didn't realize how tall this man was. It seemed that his disguise in front of the emperor was thicker than he imagined.

Chongjiu's face was pale, but his lips were so bright red that he seemed to have painted them specially. His vermilion lips were slightly parted: "Borrowing flowers to present Buddha, as long as the general likes it."

Chong Jiu lowered his eyes and put it on Gu Yishuo's neck as he spoke. He stretched out his hands from the black cloak and helped Gu Yisuo fasten the last button.

The back of his hand inevitably touched Gu Yishuo's exposed skin, and the familiar feeling from last time struck again.

Gu Yishuo couldn't move for a while, and looked straight at the person in front of him, as if time was frozen at this moment.

Because Gu Yishuo reached out and grabbed Chongjiu's fingertips that were about to be retracted, the two touched.

Every little bit of getting along in another world comes surging.

Chong Jiu looked at the hands of the two without moving.

"If I have extra hairpins in my humble position, I will definitely help the general put them on. I still haven't prepared them today."

He hid his hands in the black cloak again, as if nothing had happened between the two of them.

The little eunuch behind Chongjiu wished he could pick out his own eyeballs, but hated his parents for having good eyes.

After the people left, Gu Yishuo still stayed where he was.

Uncle Liu didn't dare to go forward, the Patriarch's thoughts were beyond his comprehension.

Gu Yishuo: It's him, right?

007: [Didn't the host feel it? 】

Gu Yishuo suddenly burst into a smile, watching his palm lightly hold it.

Uncle Liu looked at the Patriarch with a smile on his face, it was rare and a little weird.

Could it be that what he said yesterday was not clear enough, this Chong Jiu is a femme fatale!

General, the general can still smile at him?

I don't know whether Zhang Yuan judges the doctor or not to treat the eye disease?

In the past few days, Gu Yishuo has been eating with Princess Pingyun, and the tastes of the two are in harmony, so they can eat together.

Ping Yun is not a princess who talks too much about rules, she holds a chicken leg in one hand and tells Gu Yishuo the recent interesting stories in the city.

Gu Yishuo put down the bowl and chopsticks, and asked with great interest: "Sister Shi Yun, do you know who is nine thousand years old?"