Chapter 33: (1/2)

Out of the pavilion, Fu Junli took Gu Bai and went to the carriage of the house. All the way, there was a cold air pressure. For a long time, Gu Bai had never seen him look like this, and he could not help but be curious.

Fu Junli's emotional changes are an important indicator of his own strategy. Gu Bai sorted out his thoughts, looked up and looked at him and whispered.

”What happened to Jun Lige brother? His face doesn't look too good...”

Facing the eyes similar to the lotus, Fu Junli can always be tolerant and awkward, and see the thick concerns in the blue eyes. I only feel that there is an indescribable beauty in my heart.

”I'm fine, which of the sons can be embarrassed about you?” He asked the temperature and temperature.

Gu Bai shook his head. ”No, Yunxi knows the ceremony, he doesn't have a bad time, and he talks very much...”

”No, just remember, after seeing the son, I will be farther away, respectful, and not to get him in his hands...” Fu Jun Li breathed a sigh of relief.

”why?”

”No reason, in the end, don't go to him in the future...”

Fu Junli did not explain, but his face was very ugly, and even the cold eyes showed a taboo.

Gu Bai naturally knows why he made this expression, not only because of the man's princehood status, but also because the market has rumored that when the prince is acting madly, the means are hot.

Once a big minister accidentally angered him, he actually acted as the emperor's face, directly on the pilgrimage to give people alive, even the emperor did not look in the eyes.

He was originally a son of a palace lady, but now he can sit on the position of a prince, not relying on the emperor's likes, but his arrogant style of acting, and the ability to hold a hundred thousand military power.

It is not terrible that the military power is not terrible. The emperor can find an excuse to recover the soldiers. But what is terrible is that even if there is no military power, the 100,000 soldiers and warriors will only listen to the command of Ji Changjun alone. What is the ability?

It’s not his man, it’s always so powerful... Gu Bai’s heart praised it, and then he put away his feelings, and Fu Shun’s dynasty Fu Junyi nodded and said that he knew.

However, Fu Junli is so nervous about himself, is it tempted, or continue to regard him as a lotus?

Thinking so, Gu Bai decided to experiment with his own progress.

He suddenly pointed to the folding fan road of Fu Junli. ”Jun Li brother, you are a good fan, can you borrow Yunxi?”

Folding fan is nothing special, especially the origin of the fan, can be taken by Fu Junli on the side of the day without leaving the hand, except for Rong Lian left nothing else.

The lotus is the limit of Fu Junli. If you want to test it, you must step on it to get on the edge.

Sure enough, once it came to the limit of the lotus, Fu Junli’s face changed, and he would never allow anyone to touch the private things left by the lotus.

However, for the eyes similar to the white and lotus, his eyes blurred, and the ghost made the fan hand over.

Gu Bai didn't expect him to agree, and his mind turned a few minutes, and opened the folding fan to observe it.

His eyes fell on the fan's face, and he looked up at the lingering verses of the singer's singer.

”Jun Li brother is missing someone? I don't know what kind of embarrassing Iraqi people...”

Fu Junli did not answer, his eyes were fixed on the fan, and his eyes fell into a gray shadow that was difficult to understand. Obviously, he was already saddened by memories.

Gu Bai saw it and continued, ”He is called Lotus?”

”...” Fu Junli immediately looked up at him.

”The first time Jun Li’s brother saw Yunxi was the name that was called...he has the same blue eyes as Yunxi? Jun Lige always loves to see Yunxi’s eyes and thinks... Jun Li brother can and Yunxi said?”

Gu Bai said that while taking the tea pot on the car, he took two cups of tea and smiled. ”Yunxi is willing to listen...”

Along with the white tea movements like Gu Baiyun, Fu Junli feels intimate, and the younger and lighter smiles have the meaning of smoothing the pain in the hearts of the people.

For many years, the wounded memory has been on the chest for a long time. Gu Bai’s words are like a fuse, which burned into his heart and caused a burst of chaos to vent.

He sipped a cup of tea and seemed to have a sigh.

”He called Rong Lian, although he was born in the dust, but he was a beautiful and unconventional son. I met him on Yangzhou Lake eight years ago. It was the happiest day of my life. I never knew that there was such a I am a heart-to-heart person, we should drink alcohol and be old with the son; the piano is in the royal family, it is not good...”