Rebirth: The flatterer prince I raised couldn't be so clingy

While Gu Qingzhi was still struggling with where to start, how to say it, what to say and what not to say, Feng Zhanye had already started asking questions.

"Sister Azhi, what exactly is Changyi Casino?"

Gu Qingzhi thought carefully for a moment and replied, "That's where I used to work. It's also the largest gambling house in Kyoto."

No wonder she looked so familiar with the man from the gambling house.

"So what did you do in the gambling house before?" Feng Zhanye asked her with his head tilted.

Isn’t this kid really good at grasping the key points?

Of course she couldn't tell him that she was the assassin Lan Zhou, but when she answered his first question just now, she had already thought of the answer to the rest.

"Thugs, the gambling house has a lot of uncertainty about winning and losing, and it's common for losers to be unwilling to accept the result. We are responsible for getting the troublemakers out of the gambling house on behalf of the boss."

Why not? Anyway, she had promised Old Man Qin that she would guard the gambling house for him for a month, and by then she would be able to confirm her identity as a thug.

No wonder he is so skilled.

Feng Zhanye nodded, and Gu Qingzhi breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as he believes it, he can get away with it.

"Then why did you suddenly want to come to the Prime Minister's Mansion to be a guard?"

The boy asked very casually, like a meaningless chat between a brother and sister, and Gu Qingzhi's breath of relief just came to her throat again.

Why? It's impossible that they came here just for him, right?

But the assassin's professional ethics made it impossible for her to reveal her true identity at this time. She thought for a moment and quickly spread her hands.

"There's actually no special reason. I just saw that the monthly salary at the Xiangfu was generous, and I wanted to save up more money for Feng Ping's apprenticeship fee, so I came here."

Feng Zhanye was silent for a while, then smiled at her self-deprecatingly: "If that's the case, Sister Azhi shouldn't care about my life or death, and should just stay in the main residence."

Gu Qingzhi shook her head and held his hand on his knee: "Aye, don't think like that. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't know the true faces of Zuo Xiang and his son."

The warm touch on the back of her hand slowly plucked the boy's heartstrings. He turned his hand over involuntarily, placed his palm against hers, clasped her fingers, and pressed their hands tightly together.

Her hands looked slender and bony, with a thin layer of calluses on her palms, but they were soft to the touch, as if with a little force she could rub them into her body, just like her waist and lips, making it irresistible.

The sweetness in his heart spread and melted, and his heart was trembling just because of such a touch. Those thoughts that he had suppressed and could not show to others just now were rekindled like dead ashes.

He really couldn't give up.

"Sister Azhi, thank you for always protecting me and taking care of me. I am very grateful."

I am also grateful to God for sending you to me. Of course, it would be even better if he could send your whole body to me.

The boy didn't say the rest of the words, but the aggression in his eyes was heavy enough to drown her.

It’s a pity that Gu Qingzhi was pouring the last sip of wine into her mouth and didn’t see a single drop of it.

By the time she put down the wine jug, the eyes of the people around her had already regained their clarity.

She squeezed his hand, gave him a slight smile as a comfort, and then let him go without leaving a trace.

Feng Zhanye lowered his eyes, looked at his palm which still retained some warmth, and clenched his fist slightly.

The fascinating closeness is always so short, but it doesn’t matter, there is still a long time to go, and they have plenty of time in the future.

Early the next morning, six carriages from the Yongning Marquis's Mansion were parked at the gate of the Prime Minister's Residence.

As soon as Yongning Marquis Gao Han and his eldest son Gao Ye got off the carriage, they were warmly welcomed into the mansion by the servants of the Zuo family.

Gao Ye originally wanted to order the other carriages to wait at the gate of the villa, but was blocked by the servants of the Zuo family on the grounds that the distance to the villa was far.

In response to this, Gao Han and Gao Ye, father and son, could only look at each other. They knew in their hearts that the Prime Minister's Mansion wanted to save face and did not want anyone to know that they had been leaving Prince Duan alone in the villa.

But this was a tough job for Nanny Liu and the others, as they had to walk all the way from the villa across most of the prime minister's mansion garden to move the packed things to the carriage at the main entrance.

Fortunately, life in the villa was poor and they didn't buy many things. With Wu Fang and Gu Qingzhi helping with the heavy items, and with the help of people from the Marquis' Mansion, they finished moving in an hour.

In the end, of the six carriages sent by the Marquis' Mansion, only one and a half were used, except for the three that were used for passengers.

After seeing this, Gao Ye smacked his lips at Feng Zhanye and said bluntly that your life in the past was really not a human life.

Since he was leaving anyway, he had to put on some superficial effort. Feng Zhanye led everyone from the villa to Chongshan Pavilion to bid farewell to the Left Prime Minister.

Zuo Fuhong and Gao Han were sitting in the room chatting with smiles on their faces, and it seemed that they did not take Feng Zhanye's provocation against them seriously at all.

Seeing Feng Zhanye and Gao Ye coming in together, he greeted them warmly.

"Come on, come on, sit down. You must be tired from all the work. Have some tea."

Feng Zhanye and Gao Ye sat at the two ends, one on each side, and pretended to take a sip of tea.

"Teacher, I have something else to ask for your approval."

Feng Zhanye also adopted a respectful attitude, stood up and bowed to Zuo Fuhong.

Zuo Fuhong seemed to know what he was going to say, and waved his hand and said, "I know that things have been going on in the other courtyard for a while, and I didn't leave you with many people to use. If you are used to them, you can take those two maids with you."

Gu Qingzhi stood behind Nanny Liu with her hands hanging down, listening to his inappropriate words. Just as she was thinking about it, Zuo Chengyu walked into Chongshan Pavilion with a smile.

"Father, I have informed the steward of the North Court to recall these two guards."

Zuo Chengyu walked around the villa and stood in the middle of the hall. His usually handsome face now had an ugly red mark extending from his cheek to his chin, which looked like it was scratched by long nails.

With a little thought, it is not difficult to guess that Liu Xuefu, who knew the truth last night, probably couldn't help but quarrel with him. The quarrel between the couple created the "masterpiece" on his face.

He deliberately emphasized the last few words, fearing that the boy might not understand.

As soon as he said this, everyone in the villa standing in the hall looked stern.

Gao Ye also heard something wrong and glanced at Gu Qingzhi. This was bad. The guard named Gu was Feng Zhanye's closest person. If he was detained, wouldn't Feng Zhanye be in danger of losing half his life?

He raised his head and glanced at Feng Zhanye. As expected, the young man's usually indifferent face was dimly gloomy, and his eyes became visibly sinister.

"They have been following me since they entered the mansion. Teacher, you wouldn't be so difficult and refuse to let them go, right?"

Gu Qingzhi raised her eyes and saw Feng Zhanye staring at Zuo Fuhong's face as if nothing had happened. The more she looked at him, the more disgusted she found his nonchalant expression.

They actually used this method to disgust him. They are really as shameless as ever.

Zuo Fuhong just smiled and drank his tea calmly.

Zuo Chengyu stood beside him, his eyes passing through the leading Nanny Liu, staring at Gu Qingzhi with a smile, as if he wanted to see through her.

"After all, they are the guards of the Prime Minister's Mansion. They have signed a death contract with the Prime Minister's Mansion. Their life and death must be in the Prime Minister's Mansion. Moreover, these two neglected their duties and put you in danger many times. My father and I don't want this to happen again."

Yongning Marquis Gao Han noticed that Feng Zhanye and his son had strange expressions, and then he looked at the two men in coarse linen clothes, realizing that they did not have a close relationship with the Prime Minister's Mansion. He coughed twice and bowed to Zuo Fuhong.

"No matter what, His Royal Highness Prince Duan has lived in the other courtyard for these days, thanks to their care. I believe he has some feelings for them. I am willing to pay two hundred taels to buy the indentures of these two people. I only hope that Lord Zuo Xiang will agree."

Not to mention two hundred taels, even if the guards of a royal family were bought for no more than a hundred strings of coins. Gao Han raised the price by hundreds of times just to express his sincerity.

However, Zuo Fuhong waved his hand and said, "Master Gao, you don't know. It's not about money, nor is it that I don't want to. It's just that there are too many confidential matters in the palace, and they cannot be easily disclosed to the outside world. Otherwise, His Majesty would not have sent the palace army to guard it, don't you think?"