"..." The slave who was crying and pretending to be wronged was inexplicably subjected to a crotch humiliation.
So I suppressed it so much that my face turned red and I wanted to cry but couldn't. When I met Mr. Gu's cold gaze, my face turned red and white, then turned red.
Mu Jie said coldly: "The eldest son has a noble status. You are lucky enough to pass under his crotch. That is your honor."
It is equivalent to returning the previous words that mocked Mu Yunhan to this slave intact, "You should feel honored that my master can stop in your restaurant."
Mr. Gu looked at Mu Jie coldly, then looked at Mu Yunhan.
Mu Yunhan felt very uncomfortable, as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake.
Mr. Gu said sternly: "Little girl, you are very bold. How dare you challenge the Gu family and this prince."
Yes, the Gu family is also a hereditary marquis.
Originally, Taizu wanted to make the ancestor of the Gu family a duke, but considering that he was already a priest, the title should not be higher, so he reduced it to a marquis.
Later, due to their talents, it gradually evolved that the head of the Gu family was responsible for taking care of common affairs, and the priests were responsible for national sacrifices and divination of fortune and misfortune. The head of the Gu family simply inherited the title, and the priests were randomly generated.
Mr. Gu had already submitted his resignation last year, citing his old age, frailty and lack of energy as reasons for his resignation. Mr. Gu naturally took over the throne.
Mu Yunhan learned all this from the book of personal connections.
She tried hard to recall the complicated affairs of the Gu family, and suddenly she heard Mr. Gu sternly say: "Take her down!"
The two old servants standing in the corner, like invisible men, moved in response and attacked Mu Yunhan like hawks.
Xiaomi and Mu Jie faced him at the same time, but were knocked away within two moves.
But in the blink of an eye, an iron claw clawed at Mu Yunhan's head and face.
Mu Yunhan opened his eyes wide, and the iron claw that brought death was reflected in his pupils.
The biting cold wind hit her face, and she could no longer breathe.
She thought, is this Gu's true strength?
Even people like Xiaomi and Mu Jie can't stop them.
A white shadow flashed before her eyes, and she was pushed hard backwards before being caught firmly.
At the same time, Gu Fenglin knelt down on one knee, put one hand on the ground, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Alin!" Mu Yunhan was so excited that he broke away from the person behind him and rushed towards him.
The corners of Gu Fenglin's lips and the front of his clothes were full of blood, but he wiped it off with his sleeves nonchalantly. He held her shoulders and stood up slowly and gracefully.
Still as tall and tall as a cypress, with an elegant smile.
A strange look flashed in Mr. Gu's eyes, and the old servant who hit him was also full of doubts and fears.
Only Mu Yunhan knew that the hand holding her shoulder was bone-chilling. Although he tried his best to restrain himself, he still trembled.
At this moment, her heart was broken into pieces, and the fire of hatred quietly arose and was raging forever.
But he was so proud, how could she let him down?
She also smiled and snuggled into Gu Fenglin's arms, seemingly seeking comfort, but in fact she skillfully supported him with her body.
Gu Fenglin wrote a few words in her palm.
She understood: "I am your mouthpiece, and whatever you want to say will be said for you!"
Gu Fenglin lowered his eyes and looked at her, his dark eyes lit up with light.
"Master, did Elder De ask you to kill me?"
"Does His Majesty the Emperor also want me, the key witness, to die here?"
"Do you want to silence yourself?"
"The Meng family are down there. There are so many diners. Are you so eager to kill a few more people?"
"Are you worried that Your Majesty won't remember Gu's great achievements over the years?" (To be continued)