[Quick travel] The host is OOC again

For the first time in Qu Fengmian's 29-year career, he enjoyed the treatment of being sued.

A certain little guy who complained had a proud expression on his face at the moment, and he couldn't hold back the corners of his mouth.

Instead, it was Gu Chong, who patted Gu Zhu on the head and signaled him to calm down with his eyes.

Then he stood up and saluted respectfully, "Gu Chong, a grassroots man, pay homage to His Majesty the Emperor. Long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live."

"Daddy..."

Gu Chong shook his head towards Gu Zhu: "Zi Zhu, don't be rude."

Qu Fengmian stood there with his mouth tightly pursed, maybe Gu Zhu didn't realize it, but what he saw from Gu Chong was rejection.

This man doesn't want his baby to be with him.

But, who cares.

The man pursed his lips, he took a step forward, supported Gu Chong's bent elbow with one hand, and abruptly pulled the man kneeling on the ground up: "Uncle Gu, you don't need to be polite, you are Zhu Zhu's father, Naturally, he is also a lonely elder."

Gu Chong showed a polite smile, and he waved his hands again and again: "Don't dare to act, dare not act, Your Majesty is joking."

"Since Zhuzhu has also been found, we will not bother His Majesty anymore." After Gu Chong finished speaking, he took Gu Zhu's hand and walked out.

The smile on Qu Fengmian's face disappeared in an instant. He looked gloomyly at the father and son walking towards the gate. He heard it right. Gu Chong was talking about us, not me. Is this... trying to take Zhuli away from him?

Gu Zhu staggered behind Gu Chong, turning his head to look back from time to time, but the person he was expecting did not appear.

"Daddy..."

The two returned to the courtyard that Gu Chong had rented in the capital, Gu Zhu was a little anxious and stretched her neck to look out.

This stone-like appearance of "husband" gave Gu Chong a headache, he waved at the young man: "Come here, chat with dad."

Gu Chong is very puzzled, his son has never had a tendency to like men since he was a child, why is this.

"Zizhu, tell Dad, do you really like Your Majesty?"

This question caused the young boy with his head hanging down to purse his lips, and his thoughts began to drift away.

Maybe at the beginning, he just treated Qu Fengmian with the mentality of completing the task. That face that was exactly the same as that person did give him a lot of affection, but then...

Gu Chong sighed, he supported Gu Zhu's head to let him lean against his chest, and stroked the young man's hair: "Zhu Zhu, Daddy didn't want to stop you, but he is the emperor, Zhu Zhu, Daddy I don't expect you to have much glory and wealth, but I only want you to be happy and happy."

With three thousand beauties in the emperor's harem, how long can a momentary love last.

Gu Zhu's eyelashes began to tremble, he rubbed against Gu's father's chest, and said softly: "Actually, Qu Fengmian is quite good...to me...and very good..."

It was really good, at first he thought he would end up with the original owner, but it turned out to be a big reversal.

Qiqi: "Host, the favorability has reached 90.00%, and the task is only one percent away."

99 la...

Gu Zhu scratched the back of the chair with her fingers hanging down to one side.

The father and son said some sweet words again, and Gu Zhu was sent to sleep.

In the middle of the night, there was a rustling sound outside the window, making it difficult for those who made the noise to sleep well.

Gu Zhu frowned, rubbed her sleepy eyes, put on her coat and walked to the window.

no one...

The boy pouted his lips unhappily.

A hand suddenly patted his shoulder, and Gu Zhu slapped him with a backhand, trembling in fright.

"Hey, little ancestor stop, it hurts." Fuquan groaned strangely, covering his pale face.

Gu Zhu let out a sigh of relief, withdrew her painful hands and patted her chest, and said angrily, "Mr. Fuquan, you scared me to death."

"Is there anything wrong with being here so late?"

In fact, Gu Zhu had some small expectations, Fuquan was serving Qu Fengmian personally, so he must have something to do when he came here in the middle of the night.

Fuquan shook the fat on his body, and said anxiously: "Your Majesty has been assassinated, let this servant come to you."

Assassinated!

Gu Zhu's slightly narrowed eyes slowly opened, with an unconcealable anxiety on his face, he grabbed Fuquan's arm, and said anxiously: "How could it be, she was fine during the day, why did she get assassinated..."

"Quick, take me back to the palace! I want to see him!"

Fuquan rubbed the sweat on his forehead, and the corners of his mouth that covered half of his face twitched. He was very puzzled about the relationship between these two people, but God had his destiny, so he had to obey.

The chief manager, who seemed to be in a difficult situation but actually enjoyed it, put on a mournful expression, and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, I will take you into the palace right now, it's just that Master Gu..."

At this moment, Gu Zhu was breaking out in a cold sweat, and didn't notice the incongruity in Fuquan's words, so she repeatedly patted her chest and promised: "Daddy has me, take me into the palace first."

"Okay, shall we go first then?"

"Ah."

The previously quiet Dayue Palace was extraordinarily noisy tonight. Warm orange candles illuminated every corner of the palace, and guards wearing swords patrolled every aisle and secret place in an orderly manner.

The imperial doctors in dark green official robes entered the hall one by one, and came out one by one shaking their heads and stroked their beards with sad faces.

When Gu Zhu came to the Great Moon Palace, the first thing she saw were those old imperial doctors with gray beards clapping their hands and discussing their illnesses, sighing a few times from time to time.

Mo... Could it be...

Before understanding the situation, Gu Zhu frightened herself into a cold sweat.

He lifted the hem of his robe that reached his feet, and ran up the stairs, ignoring the guards who were blocking him, and directly broke into the Great Moon Palace.

"Qu Fengmian!"

With a sudden brake, Gu Zhu slammed headfirst into the solid fleshy wall in front of him, he staggered back a step anxiously, and looked into the room while clutching his sore nose.

The gate of the palace closed with a "bang" at this moment, and Gu Zhu's keen sixth sense instantly played its role. The petite boy turned around and ran with his lips pursed.

A hand with sharp knuckles slowly grabbed his back collar, and a hoarse and lazy male voice sounded behind his ears, accompanied by a hot breath: "Baby Zhuzhu, where do you want to go, huh?"

There was a moment of silence, Gu Zhu maintained his back to him, her little head drooped, the temperature behind her was getting higher and higher, and he was hugged into a generous embrace.

The hot and humid touch moved from the back of the neck to the sensitive ears, and the plump and round earlobe was kissed.

"Well…"

The young man's clear voice made a trembling moan, and his ears were immediately covered with a layer of red, but his body was stubborn and refused to show weakness.

Already familiar with the touch of a man, Gu Zhu didn't let out a short weeping sound until the whole person was pushed against the vermilion door frame.

Salty tears slid down the smooth cheeks, met and dripped like pearls at the pointy chin.

"pat"

The water droplets and the skin and flesh triggered a small collision sound.

Qu Fengmian's movements paused, he bit the young man's fat earlobe lightly, and then slowly turned him around.

"Why are you crying?"

The tip of his tongue licked away the tears, and the man's rough fingers pinched the back of the boy's neck.

Gu Zhu bit her lip, bowed her head in silence, letting her tears fall and wet her clothes.

Oops, I overplayed it.

Qu Fengmian thought.

He frowned, passed his elbow through the boy's knee, picked up the weeping child, and placed him properly on the soft mattress.

The man knelt and half-kneeled in front of Gu Zhu, with a little force on his fingers, he separated his tightly clenched lips and teeth, the pale pink lips had already turned bright red, with a hint of crystal water color.

"Hey, don't bite, my heart hurts."

The man gently kissed the corner of his slightly upturned lips.

"You, you lied to me, you are not hurt..." Gu Zhu choked up and accused the other party's behavior, her round apricot eyes sparkled, and the tip of her nose became red from sobbing, she looked very cute.

Qu Fengmian smiled wryly, revealing his right arm wrapped in gauze.

It was only then that Gu Zhu realized that there was blood under the white gauze, and he opened his mouth, feeling a little guilty, that he had wronged him.

The awkward boy touched the tightly wrapped arm, and said distressedly: "Does it hurt...I blamed you..."

Qu Fengmian lowered his eyes and said aggrievedly, "It doesn't hurt."

How could it not hurt? It was a gash in the flesh, and it was bleeding.

"I…"

"Zi Zhu," Qu Fengmian stretched out his fingers to touch Gu Zhu's lips, with a hint of loneliness in his pretty eyes, "Does Zhu Zhu want to go home?"

Gu Zhu raised her eyes, not understanding why the man asked such a question.

"If you want to go home, Gu...Gu will naturally fulfill your wish..."

"only…"

Gu Zhu tilted her head: "Just what?"

"No, nothing..."

The man pretended to be innocent, but his smile was uglier than crying.

Gu Zhu was not happy anymore, he held Qu Fengmian's face and asked earnestly, "Tell me, what is it?"

Qu Fengmian sighed, buried his head in Gu Zhu's knee, and said in a low voice, "It's just that I don't want to part with Zhu Zhu."

"Although the palace is big, it is very lonely."

"I feel unbearable to live without ramie."

When has a man been so low before, this is like a poke on the tip of Gu Zhu's heart.

Gu Zhu began to reflect, he really didn't treat Qu Fengmian very well, he always bullied him, asking him to do this or that.

The little boy was extremely guilty. He grabbed the man's dark and stiff hair, as if he had made up his mind, and said seriously: "No, don't go!"

He also hates him...

Qu Fengmian's fingers moved slightly, the corners of his lips curled into a dangerous arc, his eyes were deep, but the words he said were filled with disbelief: "Really? Is Zhuzhu willing to accompany Gu?"

Gu Zhu couldn't see the man's unconfident appearance, so she couldn't help but nodded: "Really, I won't lie to you."

Before the words fell, the slender boy fell down.

The boy's jet-black hair covered the pillow, and the man's heart moved at will, and he called out in a low voice.

"Zizhu..."

When the love goes deep, it will come naturally.

The next day, Gu Zhu sat up from the bed, gritted her teeth and scolded a certain man a few times.

"Fu Zhu"

The boy's voice was slightly hoarse, and Fuzhu, who heard the call, quickly poured a glass of water to moisten the boy's throat.

After drinking water, the thirsty throat was relieved, and Gu Zhu then asked Qu Fengmian's whereabouts.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty got up early and went to court."

Gu Zhu pulled the quilt and shrank in again, she couldn't help sighing: It's not easy to be an emperor, he is indeed a social animal in ancient times.