With a blessed body, Yin Luzhu said: "Yin Wan, I have met the prince."
The King of Nanjiang then seemed to remember, "Oh, you were the one who entered the mansion a few days ago, Madam Fu?"
Gu Tingyue was walking back and froze when she heard this sentence.
His pupils shrank in disbelief, and he felt as if the blood in his body had solidified.
Duan Feng also froze immediately.
Wan Niang?
That Wan Niang who was over 40 years old but was forcibly taken into the house?
The King of Nanjiang came over and looked Yin Luzhu up and down, "Have I ever said that you look like a twenty-year-old girl, not a woman in her forties?"
Yin Luzhu stood in the sunshine, lowering his eyebrows and saying, "The prince said it."
"Hahahaha!" The King of Nanjiang suddenly laughed out loud, "Tonight, I will come to your house."
Without saying a word, he raised his feet and walked outside. Before leaving, he glanced at Gu Tingyue, who was stiff not far away, sighed, and walked out quickly without stopping, coming and going in a hurry.<
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"Let's go, Your Majesty." Duan Feng looked at Gu Tingyue worriedly.
No wonder, he had previously felt that Yin Wan also liked the prince, but refused to marry him. It turned out that this was the reason.
But, even if she is not the prince's woman, then...
The age doesn’t quite match the prince either!
Thinking about it, Duan Feng looked back and saw Yin Luzhu still standing there, as if he had lost his soul.
"Your Majesty..."
Duan Feng was about to say something, but he saw Gu Tingyue spitting out a mouthful of blood, and then fell to the ground.
When he closed his eyes, he saw the figure running towards him anxiously, calling his name non-stop.
"Gu Tingyue! Gu Tingyue..."
When Gu Tingyue woke up, she immediately saw Yin Luzhu sitting on the edge of the bed.
He looked at her and felt his heart aching.
"Are you feeling better?" Facing his gaze, Yin Luzhu asked in a low voice, "Do you want to eat something? I heard from Duan Feng that you haven't eaten anything tonight."
Gu Tingyue shook his head and sat up.
"Aunt Yin..."
As if he felt something was wrong, he added: "Are you really forty years old?"
Yin Luzhu choked.
"My mother didn't want to join the family, so I had to take her place. I couldn't let her remain innocent at such an old age."
"The one named Ji Yanchen is you..." Gu Tingyue was a little uneasy, and even asked questions cautiously.
"Miss my brother."
"The surname of Miss Yin is not Yin, but..."
"Brothers with different surnames." Yin Luzhu added silently.
Seeing that she had no intention of saying more, Gu Tingyue didn't hold on to her, so these things didn't mean much to him.
With a sigh, he raised his hand and gently smoothed Yin Luzhu's hair on his temples, "Is this why you don't want to marry me? Because you... are my father's woman."
Yin Luzhu lowered her eyes. Under Gu Tingyue's gaze, she nodded, "I wish I could have met the prince before we were married. After all, we are destined to have no connection."
Qing Luo and Duan Feng stood at the door; they listened to the conversation coming from inside. Duan Feng was so moved that he burst into tears, crying and complaining about the tricks of fate.
Qingluo twitched the corner of her mouth several times, thinking about all the unhappy things in her life, and then she suppressed the urge to laugh out loud.
If you didn't know her well, you would almost think the prince's acting skills were real.
