Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

She smiled and got closer.

"I heard that the young master is already seventeen years old when he is in the boudoir?"

Gu Zisu, who was wearing a veil, narrowed his eyes, probably aware of her approach.

He didn't raise his eyes, just took a step back calmly,

He didn't answer her question, he was polite but not cold.

"Your Highness has summoned Zisu for something important?"

Gu Jiangqin was not annoyed by his avoidance.

She stared at him closely, seeming to like his cold look even more.

Smiling and showing some gentleness,

"Of course there are important things."

"This palace heard that Mr. Gu has recovered from his illness, so he thought about it and wanted to come and see him."

"After all, I have a good personal relationship with your mother, so it is only natural that I come to see you."

"You think so? Young Master."

She said as she walked closer.

He seems to like his appearance very much, his eyes are almost unconcealed,

Lingering on his straight shoulders and thin waist,

He didn't even let go of his hand and kept looking at it.

She is extremely beautiful from head to toe, and even her hair seems to be extremely pleasing to the eye.

Even the plain white clothes look so pleasing to the eye that people can't take their eyes away.

She got closer little by little, but her steps became faster and faster.

Gu Zisu frowned slightly and backed away again.

He retreated to the steps beside the pavilion, trying to avoid her.

"Your Highness, please respect yourself."

When Gu Shu saw this, he stood up immediately and said, "Your Highness, there are differences between men and women. You——"

"Prime Minister, don't forget your identity."

Gujiang Qindan suddenly shot her a cold look.

The tone did not change, still friendly, but the warning was obvious.

She is your noble highness,

Whatever she does, it's naturally not her turn to stop her.

Never thought about it,

The words haven't finished yet,

A figure passed directly by Gu Zisu's side.

The blood-red color scorched the long skirt wantonly.

He appeared in front of Gu Zisu unexpectedly and blocked Gu Jiangqin's stretched out hand.

Red lips slightly hooked, sneer,

"What does Fourth Sister want to do?"

Gu Zisu, who lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes trembled fiercely the moment the figure passed by.

He suddenly raised his eyes and saw her standing in front of him, holding Gu Jiangqin's wrist.

The intensity doesn't seem very strong,

But Gu Jiangqin's face turned pale instantly, "You——"

Severe pain came from my wrist, as if a bone had been cut straight down with an axe, and it hurt so much that it seemed like it would break in the next second.

It's so strong that my bones will be crushed.

"It hurts, it hurts - let go!"

"Let go?"

Yun Si curled her lips, obviously smiling, but the smile did not reach her eyes.

His cold eyes were as dark as hell, terrifyingly dark,

"I thought the fourth sister was so mesmerized by the beauty that she couldn't feel any pain."

Gu Jiangqin's whole hand was shaking with pain, and it was so pinched that it became bloodshot.

She gritted her teeth and relaxed in pain,

"It's nothing to do with you. Just let go first——"

Yun Si snorted and suddenly let go.

Gu Jiangqin immediately fell to the ground, protecting his hands, still gasping for air in pain.

Suddenly he became very embarrassed.

Gu Shu, who was standing aside, felt relieved a little when he saw this.

"See Your Highness the Fifth Prince."

She helped up the embarrassed Gu Jiangqin, and then saluted Yun Si.

The man in plain clothes standing behind Yun Si seemed stunned.

Looking at her quietly, the hands that were clenched slightly relaxed.

5. Your Highness?