Chapter 342 (1/2)
Yu Xiaoxiao checked the wound for national master Chengguan, and watched the national master drink the soup medicine brought by mammy Wang, which made him go back to the house safely.
Mother Wang naturally followed her own princess. Now she doesn't like everyone. When she saw Xianzong this afternoon, mother Wang felt that she didn't like the emperor. She always wanted to scold. This made mother Wang begin to doubt that she wouldn't really get the menopausal disease she said?
”Mammy,” Yu Xiaoxiao said to mammy Wang when she came out of the room where the national teacher of Chengguan was sleeping, ”go to bed. It's not beautiful for women to stay up late.”
Mother Wang knew that Bai Yuxiao was concerned about herself, but she was used to training jade these days. Mother Wang said, ”why doesn't the princess sleep?”
”I'm a doctor now,” said Yu Xiaoxiao naturally. ”I'm sleeping. What about the patient?”
”You are your highness!” Mother Wang once again stressed to Yu.
Yu Xiaoxiao never argued with mammy Wang. She nodded and said, ”well, I'm a princess.”
”No, well, you are!”
”Yes, I'm the princess,” said Yu Xiaoxiao kindly. ”Mammy, go to bed. When you feel anxious, you'll find someone to get angry.”
Mother Wang looked at her Princess and said, ”princess, who can I find?”
Yu Xiaoxiao said casually, ”tianxingzi.”
Thinking of the sloppy charlatan, Mammy Wang was anxious.
”I'll go back to bed,” Yu Xiaoxiao saw that mammy Wang's fat face began to twist again and ran away.
Gu Xingnuo sat in the room and listened to the movement in the yard. After hearing the footsteps of mother Wang gone away, Gu Dashao said to the national teacher of Chengguan, ”thank you.”
National Master Chengguan shook his head and said, ”I don't know if I'm right.”
Gu Xingnuo smiled bitterly.
Looking at the blood overflowing from Gu Xingnuo's mouth, National Master Cheng Guan sighed and said, ”you are also hurt. Take care for your son-in-law.”
Gu Xingnuo stood up, bowed to the national teacher of Chengguan and walked outside.
National Master Chengguan looked at the plain top of the account, thinking about the failure this time and Gu Xinglang. For a moment, the national master had a lot of things in his mind and couldn't figure out a composition.
Gu Xingnuo walked down the corridor. At midnight, Gu's house was very quiet. There was no sound except the sound of autumn insects. Unconsciously, Gu Xingnuo walked to the yard where Yu Xiaoxiao and Gu Xinglang lived and stared at the bedroom with the light on. Gu Xingnuo was at a loss to cry.