Reborn, Chaoxiong went crazy after marrying Gu King Proton

"I need pen and ink." Qingren's voice regained some of the sharpness that only belongs to eunuchs.

From the moment he entered the palace, he lost his relatives. He followed the Sixth Prince only because the Empress Dowager saw that he was capable.

Pei Chun was very satisfied with Qingren's ability to understand the current situation.

He casually raised his hand and easily used the whip to break the hemp rope that tied up Qingren.

The prepared pen and ink also fell in front of Qingren.

After an unknown amount of time, Qingren put down the paper in his hand and asked nervously, "All the locations I know are clearly marked on it.

Princess Funing... how do you want me, your servant, to die?"

He just wanted to die quickly and didn't want to go through the pain of being fed so much every day that his stomach was about to burst.

Pei Chun lowered his head to look carefully at the contents on the paper. He saw that even the details such as the place where military rations were stored in the Colosseum were clearly marked. He subconsciously looked at Gu Yuan.

"Got it. After I verify it, I will come and give you a quick death."

Qingren finally breathed a sigh of relief, with a look of relief on his face.

It's good that he died without suffering any pain.

He has no relatives anyway, so let him die.

I just hope that when the Sixth Prince realizes that he has been caught, he can react and close the Colosseum in advance so that Princess Funing won’t catch him.

Qingren sat there in a daze, looking at the candlelight on the wall with some relief.

I don't know what the weather is like outside.

It was a bright sunny day outside. The sunlight shone on the tall trees on the roadside, and the leaves fluttered in the wind.

Pei Chun brought Gu Yuan back to Princess Funing's mansion, and immediately asked the housekeeper to write a visiting card to the twelfth prince.

All that was left was to wait for the twelfth prince's reply.

The twelfth prince has just half-overthrown the queen, and he must be feeling very proud of himself.

However, given the emperor's nature of not allowing his own children to dominate the family, it is unknown when the Sixth Prince will receive the emperor's reward in the future.

In this case, it would be better to use the twelfth prince to strike a severe blow to the sixth prince.

Before he could recover, he kicked him deeper!

Moreover, if she guessed correctly, the emperor would definitely find an opportunity to balance the power of the two princes.

If the twelfth prince is a little more powerful this time, the emperor will naturally punish him.

Kill two birds with one stone, let both parties be punished, and neither side has a monopoly, how great!

Thinking this, Pei Chun had already led Gu Yuan back to the courtyard, hugged Gu Yuan, stood on tiptoe and gently kissed his cheek.

His expression was full of joy.

But his men suddenly realized that Gu Yuan was not wearing any inner lining today. He was only wearing a thin outer shirt, with the cuffs empty and extending upwards.

She looked up in surprise: "You're wearing something so cool today?"

When she got up in the morning and got dressed, she was still half asleep and it was Gu Yuan who helped her get dressed, so she didn't know that Gu Yuan was wearing such cool clothes today.

Gu Yuan held up his slender neck with dignity and nodded slightly, expecting Pei Chun to say something like "Don't wear such thin clothes in front of other women."

In the end, Pei Chun just nodded and said nothing.

Gu Yuan, who had been waiting for a long time, said: "..."

"Mingcheng, don't you want to tell me anything?" he asked, his tone full of dissatisfaction.

Pei Chun didn't quite understand. He blinked and pretended to understand. He held Gu Yuan's face with a lustful look and pecked his lips gently.

A light 'pop' sound was emitted.

Gu Yuan looked up proudly, feeling a little better, but he was still a little dissatisfied because he hadn't seen Ming Cheng's possessiveness yet.

He said with full hints: "Mingcheng, aren't you afraid that I will be seen by other women if I go out wearing this dress?"

Pei Chun shook his head: "Don't worry, I like whatever you wear when you go to Sichuan, and I won't restrict you."

He has been a hostage in Zhao State for many years, and he is not as comfortable as he was in the Western Frontier. If she still cares about what he wears, does she want him to be alive?

Gu Yuan was stunned, as if he had never expected such an answer, and twisted his neck uncomfortably.

"I thought Mingcheng would say that this kind of clothing is too revealing. If someone sees it, Yuan's innocence will be gone."

Pei Chun paused, then burst into laughter, and understood what Gu Yuan was concerned about.

Coaxing him, he said possessively like a child: “Then you are not allowed to wear such revealing clothes in the future!

If you want to wear it, you can only wear it for me to see!"

Gu Yuan was satisfied.

The childish and exaggerated woman responded proudly: "Okay, then from now on I will only wear it for Ming Cheng to see!"

Mingcheng only asked for his clothes and didn't ask for any other men. If this isn't love, then what is!

Pei Chun lifted Gu Yuan's cheek again and touched him lightly like a chick pecking at rice.

Gu Yuan responded with misty eyes.

My body felt a little hotter, and my heart felt soft as if there was a piece of cotton in it.

The next day, there was the sound of raindrops.

Pei Chun woke up to the noisy sound of rain. It was clearly a drizzle outside, but when it hit the roof and reached Pei Chun's ears, it became an unbearable sound of heavy rain.

She shrank into Gu Yuan's arms, hoping to use his body to block out the noisy rain outside.

Obviously, Gu Yuan understood very well. He pulled the quilt over and covered Pei Chun's ears with it.

The kiss marks on the snow-white chest were clearly revealed.

The butler's crutches came from outside: "Miss, son-in-law, the twelfth prince's reply has arrived, inviting you to meet at the horse farm outside the city at noon today."

Pei Chun was confused and subconsciously raised his hand in response, but he forgot that the housekeeper was outside and could not see the movements of the people inside the house.

It was Gu Yuan who responded loudly: "Got it."

The butler then walked away.

After a while, the sound of even breathing came from under the quilt again, and Gu Yuan laughed. He looked at the sky outside and did not disturb Pei Chun's nap.

When Pei Chun woke up after a good sleep, he was already in the swaying carriage.

She looked at the constantly moving grass and trees outside, a little confused: "What are we going to do?"

"Go see the twelfth prince." Gu Yuan said calmly, pouring a cup of warm black sesame paste and handing it to Pei Chun.

"Oh, so he has thought it through. I thought it would take him a long time to figure it out." Pei Chun yawned, tears still welling up in the corners of his eyes.

The twelfth prince is not a fool. There is no such good thing as pie falling from the sky.

As a prince, he was the one who could best study the emperor's mind.

How could he not know the risks of suppressing the Sixth Prince too harshly?

The emperor is still healthy now. If he does too much, it will inevitably arouse the emperor's fear. By then, even if the sixth prince dies, there will still be countless princes waiting to take the throne.

Gu Yuan smiled slightly after hearing this. The light in the carriage, which was darker than the cloudy day outside, seemed to brighten up at this moment: "After all, he is a prince, who wouldn't want to take a gamble?

If it succeeds, it is still unknown whether the Sixth Prince can get back on his feet in the future."

As he spoke, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he took out a handkerchief to help Pei Chun wipe the black sesame paste from the corner of his mouth.

She said jokingly like a fairy: "Oh, my Mingcheng is poisoned, look, black blood is coming out!"

Pei Chun licked the corner of his lips subconsciously, and the sweet aroma of black sesame seeds with sugar spread in his mouth.

"Then I'm going to poison you too!" She leaned forward, rubbed Gu Yuan's nose with the tip of her nose, and spoke vaguely.

Gu Yuan smiled and hugged Pei Chun tightly. He lowered his head and gently licked the soft and sticky black sesame paste in front of him.