Quickly pass through the troubled water: blackened by the scumbag and sick male protagonist Chapter 270 The Prime Minister’s Xiaojiao is a Black Heart Lotus 53
Chapter 270 The Prime Minister’s Xiaojiao is a Black Heart Lotus 53
Chapter 270 The Prime Minister’s little Jiaojiao is a black-hearted lotus (53)
He suddenly jumped up from his seat and was sober in an instant: "What?! Are you Su Zhixi?!"
etc.
Isn't he drunk?
How could Bai Wu be Su Zhixi?
But if she was Su Zhixi, how could Gu Mo be so abnormal?
And, why didn’t anyone tell him?!
Zhao Ziqing, who is Su Zhixi's mortal enemy, knows this!
But no one seemed to want to answer him. They all looked away and started eating as if nothing had happened.
Zhao Xuanlang:?
"Hey, do any of you pay attention to me? I..."
Halfway through Zhao Xuanlang's words, he was drowned out by the sound of fireworks outside.
Bai Wu's eyes were also covered by colorful fireworks: "It's midnight!"
After saying that, he quickly took Zhao Ziqing's hand and ran to the stands outside the wing.
Looking down, you can see thousands of lights, prosperous and magnificent.
The dark night sky was also replaced by various styles of fireworks, as bright as day.
Gu Mo also followed out, looked at the sky, and then at the people beside him.
Suddenly, he seemed to feel that a missing place deep in his heart had been filled.
Such a warm and peaceful scene is something he has longed for all his life.
But he doesn't deserve it.
If it hadn't happened, he would probably enjoy this moment more now.
Finally, his eyes rested on Bai Wu's face.
I don't know if it was because she drank a lot of wine, but her cheeks were as red as clouds, and her eyes were as bright as water, with a blur of light that was more dazzling than the fireworks in the sky.
Gu Mo looked at her blankly, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether it was He Qing Haiyan underneath who was more charming, or the autumn waves in her eyes.
As if she felt his gaze, Bai Wu hid the cunning look in her eyes, raised her hand to tuck her hair that was messed up by the evening breeze behind her ears, and smiled brightly: "Gu Mo, let's make a wish."
Zhao Xuanlang on the side was still sulking because of what happened just now. When he heard this, he couldn't help pouting and underestimated: "What kind of wish do you want? How childish."
Then he saw the noble and unparalleled Prime Minister Gu silently closing his eyes.
Zhao Xuanlang:?
Was he drunk today too?
However, when he turned his head, he found that Zhao Ziqing had also closed his eyes with a serious expression.
Zhao Xuanlang: "Hey, Sister Huang, aren't you the one who doesn't believe this the most?! Why is it like this?!"
The only answer he received was the louder and louder sounds of fireworks and firecrackers.
Zhao Xuanlang:......
All right.
Then he might as well make a small promise.
When everyone closed their eyes in unison, Bai Wu opened her eyes.
There was a smile on her lips and she stared at Gu Mo meaningfully.
Gu Jingxing, Gu Jingxing.
Your city is already vulnerable.
…
The sound of the fireworks faded away, and Gu Mo opened his eyes again.
Bai Wu blinked her eyes eagerly and asked, "Gu Mo, what wish did you make?"
Gu Mo turned his gaze to the beautiful rivers and mountains outside: "In this life, I only wish that I will assist the virtuous king above, and the common people below will be safe, the rivers will be clear and the sea will be clean, and there will be peace and no worries."
Bai Wu: Well, as expected of you, Gu Jingxing.
"But Gu Mo." Bai Wu looked at him extremely seriously and said, "What about yourself? Don't you have anything you want?"
Gu Mo was stunned.
Isn't this what he wants?
But Bai Wu's words touched the bottom of his heart.
Gu Mo, is this really what you want?
He looked at the person standing in front of him amid the bright fireworks, and his eyes couldn't help but shine with emotion.
