Chapter 708: Two small milk packets (two more) (1/2)
Chapter 708 Two small milk bags (two more)
In the night, Gu Chengfeng came to visit.
He ran here as soon as he was okay. During the five days when Gu Jiao and Gu Yan lived in the National Teacher’s Palace, he came three times, but they all emptied.
Finally not tonight.
The family stopped, and the door bolt was plugged in. He came in over the wall and was almost shot to death by Gu Jiao.
Gu Chengfeng looked at the red spear that was half an inch across his heart, swallowed, and said, “Isn’t it? You won’t sleep in the middle of the night?”
Gu Jiao took the gun, walked back to the hall, and said calmly: ”It's so late, why are you here?”
”When I want to come over?” Gu Chengfeng snorted, rubbing his almost frightened heart, and walked into the house casually.
He looked at a few rooms with ajar doors, and said with a low voice: ”I'm all asleep? Why is it so early? The theater business just started.”
Gu Jiao sat down on the chair beside the Eight Immortals table: ”Then you come here?”
”I'm not on stage every day.” On stage every day, the drama progresses too fast, and he will have nothing to sing.
Alas, I really regret that I didn’t read a few scripts written by the old Jijiu.
Fang hated less when the book was used. He finally understood this truth.
”Is Gu Yan's operation going smoothly?” Gu Chengfeng said, and sat down in the chair opposite Gu Jiao, and asked solemnly, ”It's not me who cares first, I'm helping Xiao Heng ask.”
”Smoothly.” Gu Jiao said.
”Really?” Gu Chengfeng's eyes lit up.
Gu Jiao: If you say yes, don’t you care?
”Hmm.” Gu Jiao nodded, ”You can go and see for yourself, but he may be asleep right now.”
Gu Chengfeng's eyes flashed, he picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea, held it up and shouted, ”Which, what's so good about this?”
In spite of this, his eyes kept looking at the rooms of Gu Yan and Gu Xiaoshun.
”What news is there from my father-in-law?”
”What news can I have? Being stared at by the Han family, he is very cautious and has hardly gone out recently.”
I was so lucky that an eagle could send a letter to them.
”Then Gu Yan won't relapse again, right? Is it really cured?”
”It should not recur.”
”What is supposed to be?”
”As a doctor, I must speak carefully.”
Gu Chengfeng: ”...”
”Last time Gu Xiaoshun said that he wanted to eat the dim sum from our theater, I brought it, and I'll take it in for him!”
He said, got up, walked calmly into the house of Gu Yan and Gu Xiaoshun.
The weather was sultry and the windows and doors were open. The mosquito coils were originally made at home, but Gu Yan couldn't sleep if he smelled it, so they could only cover mosquito nets.
Gu Chengfeng's aura changed as soon as he entered the house. He tiptoed to the bed, holding the snack box in one hand, and quietly removing the clip on the mosquito net in the other, and squeezed his head through the gap in the mosquito net.
Then he saw a face, facing him, the little dull hair on the top of his head was flying up, but his eyes were calm and severe.
Gu Chengfeng let out a sound, and fell to the ground.
Is really scary?
Pushing away the mosquito net and seeing a head, it’s like seeing a ghost!
”Aren't you asleep!” Gu Chengfeng got up, patted the dust on his pants and said.
Now, Gu Yan stretched his head out of the gap in the mosquito net. He held the mosquito net very tightly with his hands, otherwise the mosquitoes would fly in.
It's even more terrifying at a glance.
Like a head on a mosquito net, it was so white in the moonlight that it shone grimly.
If Gu Yan hadn't been too cute, Gu Chengfeng would have to follow his survival instinct and kick it.
Gu Yan said innocently: ”I was asleep, but I did not fall asleep.”
Gu Chengfeng: ”...”
Gu Yan noticed the box in his hand. He just fell down without letting the box fall. He held it carefully all the time. Gu Yan couldn't help asking, ”What's in the box?”
”Dim sum! I bought it for Gu Xiaoshun!” Gu Chengfeng said casually, and passed the box over.
Gu Yan did not answer, but said, “There are too many mosquitoes. Open me and take a look.”
Gu Chengfeng opened the box, revealing a layer of delicate and alluring crab cake.
”Gu Xiaoshun doesn't like this.” Gu Yan said.
Gu Chengfeng cleared his throat, and said calmly: ”If he doesn't eat, you can take it and eat it.”
Gu Yan said: ”But I don't like this either.”
Gu Chengfeng instantly froze his hair: ”Did you say that you like to eat crab cakes last time! Did you know that the theater hasn't made this for 800 years! I ran a long way before I invited the master back!”
”Oh.” Gu Yan tilted his head and said, ”So I brought it for me.”
He emphasized one word.
Gu Chengfeng almost choked to death.
Smelly boy... Have you ever tried to test your own brother like this?
What if you say that you don’t have a good chest and learn nothing?
You are so cunning that you want to go to heaven!
”Then you can give me a taste.”
”Do you have no hands yourself?”
”Mosquitoes will fly in.”
”I won't feed you! I have to eat myself! I'm leaving!”
...
”Hey, I just want to taste it. You have a third bite!”
”Shhh, don't shout, my sister won't let me eat it.”
Gu Chengfeng: ”...”
...
Han Shizi received a secret call from the Prince's Mansion in the night.
The Han family is the mother of the prince, so Han Shizi doesn’t need to hide when going to the prince’s mansion.
Unless it is something important.
or a little more frankly, it is shameful.
Han Shizi met the prince in the prince’s study, the prince was sitting behind the desk, the doors and windows were slightly closed, and the room was burning with mosquito-repellent incense, which was made by the people in the palace.
This kind of incense is divided into three categories, and only the royal family is qualified to use the top incense.
No people, only mosquitoes.
Han Shizi bowed his hand and bowed: ”Han Ye has seen His Royal Highness.”
The prince raised his hand heavily.
Han Ye only then saw the crown prince’s tired face: ”Have you been upset with your Royal Highness these days?”
It's not a big trouble, nor will he be called into the Prince's Mansion in the middle of the night.
The prince sighed and said, ”I wanted to tell you about Nangong Li when I called you over so late. Sit down.”
”Han Ye dare not.” Han Ye bowed his hand.