The traitor has a white moonlight

When Gu Huaisheng arrived at Fanxiang Garden, he didn't see the old concubine, only a nanny came out to return to him.

"The old concubine has been feeling unwell recently, and she just fell asleep, Mrs Gu, why don't you come over sometime later."

Mammy's attitude was respectful, and her tone was also very polite, only her narrow and cloudy eyes showed contempt and inquiry.

"The concubine does not dare to bother her when she is resting. It's rare that she is so energetic today, so it doesn't matter if she waits a while." Gu Huaisheng looked straight into the eyes of the nanny, and smiled clearly, but it made people's heart tremble. Confused, he looked away.

"This..." Although the nanny was guilty and did not dare to look at Gu Huaisheng again, she did not dare to be sloppy with her master's instructions: "The old concubine has lived in Fanxiang Garden for a long time, rarely going out, and has never received outside men. Master Gu stays here. I'm afraid it's not right."

"Don't worry, Mammy, if I don't go in, I'll wait outside this courtyard." Gu Huaisheng's outward aura retreated, and his smile was warm, as if the moment just now was just an illusion of Mammy: "Later when the concubine gets up, there will be Nanny Lao Help me pass the word." After speaking, Zhenzhen didn't take a step across the door, and was supported by Guokeer, and sat down on the round stone pier covered with moss at the entrance of the courtyard.

Mammy was taken aback by his reckless rogue, but she couldn't drive him away, so she just poked her head and stared at his back, then turned around and hurried back to report.

"Young master, that nanny has gone back." Guo Ke'er glanced back secretly, and when she saw the nanny leaving, she hurriedly turned her head to help Gu Huaisheng up: "This stone pier is covered with moss, young master, don't sit down, get up quickly Bar……"

"I'm not sitting here for that nanny to see." Gu Huaisheng sat calmly: "Besides, young master, if I don't sit, I won't be able to stand for long."

"There's no one, so why should the young master wait here?" Guo Ke'er looked at no one around, and then muttered, "The old concubine clearly refuses to see the young master, why should the young master bother himself? If you are a woman and have the General's Mansion as your backer, then you don't have to ask for it. The old concubine wants you to be her daughter-in-law, but who made you a slave master? You are just Shiduner, an old concubine I will not agree with you to harm King Xie, and agree with you to cut off your sleeves."

Gu Huaisheng really wanted to give Guo Ke'er a slap on the forehead, so he raised his hand and put it down with a smile on his face: "I won't tell you, you have no heart in the fruit shell, you won't understand even if you tell me. "

"It's not a fruit shell, it's a fruit shell." Guo Ke'er hid for a while, confirming that the master didn't really want to hit someone, and then retorted in a low voice.

"There's a difference between the two? Aren't they all shells anyway?" Gu Huaisheng shook his head, "You really deserve the name I gave you back then, young master."

Guo Ke'er...Guo Ke'er pouted, feeling so wronged that she didn't want to speak.

Fanxiangyuan, in the Xiangtang to the east.

"Sent away?" The old concubine was dressed in white, and carefully wiped the tablet of her deceased husband with a handkerchief, and did not lift her eyelids when she heard the footsteps behind her.

"If you go back to the concubine, she didn't leave. She is sitting on the bluestone pier outside the courtyard. It seems that she doesn't want to leave if she doesn't see the concubine." The mother bowed and responded.

"Let him wait." The old concubine's tone was indifferent, unable to tell whether she liked or disliked, as if everything in the world was out of her sight except for the spirit card of her deceased husband. The embroidered dried flower purse was placed on the incense table: "His Royal Highness had no other hobbies during his lifetime, so he liked to play with dried flowers. I have nothing to do in my spare time, so I learned to dry some of them. It can't compare to the refreshing fragrance of the imperial garden, but my concubine's It has been carefully cultivated over the years, perhaps because of the soil, it always lacks a little flavor, so His Highness can make do with it."

After the old concubine finished speaking to her late husband, she turned around, only to find that Mammy was still standing there bowed, and she could not help but frown: "This is Mammy?"

"Grand Concubine, after all, Gu Huaisheng is an official of the imperial court, and there is a general's mansion behind him. If it is normal, he can let it hang out, but right now he is injured, and the servant girl looks bad. If something happens here, my lord It's nothing, but it's hard to explain to the General's Mansion." Although Mammy is an old servant girl in the back house, she served with the concubine in the East Palace in the early years, and experienced ups and downs with her master. Her temperament is not comparable to that of ordinary servants. The question is also more comprehensive: "If it is given..." Pointing to the top of the head signally: "The opportunity to cause trouble, the troublesome one, will only be the prince."

The old concubine looked at Mammy quietly, and sighed after a long time: "Let him in."

"Yes." Mammy replied, but helped the old dowager to sit down at the marble table in the courtyard, and then went to send a message to Gu Huaisheng: "Master Gu, the dowager is up, please come in."

Gu Huaisheng asked Guo Ke'er to help him stand up, and nodded slightly: "I'm sorry, ma'am."

Mammy didn't say much, and blessed herself, she turned and walked in front.

Guo Ke'er wanted to help Gu Huaisheng in, but his hand was pulled away.

"Wait outside." After saying that, regardless of Guo Ke'er's anxiety, he walked over the threshold and walked in, clutching his chest.

"Twife, Mrs. Gu has arrived."

Mammy returned to the old concubine's side, bowed and said a word, then stood aside.And on the stone table, there are already some maids who have prepared snacks and hot tea.

Gu Huaisheng casually glanced at the nanny, and bowed to the old concubine: "Mr. Gu Huaisheng, I have seen the old concubine."

"Master Gu, sit down and talk." The old concubine turned her head slightly: "Mommy, serve tea to Mr. Gu."

"Yes." Mammy responded, walked to Gu Huaisheng's side, poured a cup of tea for him, "Master Gu, take it easy." Then she put down the ceramic teapot and retreated.

Gu Huaisheng nodded, cupped his hands in thanks, and then lifted his robe and sat down.Originally he came to ask for an interview, but now he was not in a hurry when he saw him, instead he was leisurely drinking tea and having some snacks.

On the contrary, the old concubine couldn't hold back when she saw it: "I don't know why Mr. Gu asked to see me?"

"Based on the current situation, I don't know how the old concubine thinks about the situation in Prince Xie's Mansion?" Gu Huaisheng picked up the teacup, squeezed the cover to slowly float the tea, and smiled with downcast eyes.

"Women, with little knowledge, how do you know what the situation is?" The old concubine squeezed her handkerchief and pressed the corner of her mouth: "It's just that I am old and can't stand the desertedness, so I hope that the prince will get married and have children, so that this big man The palace will add some popularity."

"Is the old concubine still thinking that it's best to give the prince a high-ranking and powerful housekeeper? If it is necessary in the future, it would be better to get some help?" Gu Huaisheng rubbed his fingers, put down the teacup with a smile: "Does the old concubine feel that Prince Xuan's mansion is not enough to walk on thin ice, or does it feel that the target is not eye-catching enough?"

"What's the meaning of Mr. Gu's words?" The old concubine's face remained unchanged, but her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.

"Right now, Prince Xie's mansion is like a soft thorn, which cannot be pulled out or swallowed. It is irrelevant, but it is like a stick in the throat and it is difficult to enjoy it. As time goes by, it will naturally become a heart disease, and it is always pleasurable to pull it out." Gu Huaisheng squeezed a piece of snacks to play with: " Whether to continue to be stubborn and stick to the flesh and blood in the throat, or to be pulled out of the throat, is just a matter of thought."