Quickly travel through the white moonlight and go crazy

Shen Chen looked at him and raised the corners of his lips slightly: "Of course it is my princess who is both wise and brave, and as beautiful as a flower that has made Master Gu deeply in love. This is what Master Gu has asked for."

Gu Mingwen's perfect mask made a cracking sound, and the corner of his mouth froze.

"Your Highness is truly confident."

Shen Chen sneered: "Of course."

This black-hearted bastard, don't think she doesn't know that all the male favorites in her backyard were killed by him.

If the little emperor wants to take back power, he will not poison all her male favorites.

Shen Chen reached out and touched Gu Mingwen's pursed lips, and spoke in an unhurried, slow, unhurried voice: "Mr. Gu, isn't this what you want?"

Gu Mingwen's rigid, stubborn and unsmiling face flashed with panic, and soon returned to his indifferent expression.

The long and narrow eyes are slightly raised, and the lowered arc harmlessly exposes the eyelashes like butterfly wings, and the small mole at the corner of the eye exudes a sense of foxiness.

He didn't look at Shen Chen.

But Shen Chen looked at him with a bright smile and a pair of beautiful eyes like crescent moons.

Gu Mingwen didn't move, the emotions in his eyes changed several times.

She lied to him back then.

She was like a ball of fire, burning him clean. She bit the tip of his ear and said he was the most beautiful man she had ever seen.

He thought she would come to him again later.

But she abandoned him like a pair of worn shoes.

He should have hated her and blamed her, but when he returned to his dream at midnight, it was her fair and raised neck and the sweat dripping on his face.

Later, when he was put in his majesty's favor, he gradually realized that each of the male favorites in her backyard had a high position of power.

He tried his best to pull them down one by one, making them useless.

Taking back the power for His Majesty, His Majesty used him more and more.

But every time she saw him, it seemed like he was looking at something funny, and his eyes were filled with amusement.

He didn't know what was wrong with him.

He also couldn't see clearly what thoughts he had towards this notorious eldest princess.

When His Majesty said he wanted to take back military power.

He couldn't help but reveal this imperfect plan. Your Majesty looked at him with a deep look, but he was so stubborn as he knelt in front of Your Majesty.

He only remembered that His Majesty's Jade Dragon Cup hit his head.

But His Majesty still agreed to this cunning plan.

He knew that although His Majesty was increasingly wary of the eldest princess, His Majesty had never thought of killing her.

But he won't let the eldest princess go either.

Your Majesty is most at ease only if you keep it under your nose.

After His Majesty granted marriage.

He couldn't wait to see her.

Want to see shock, anger, or some other emotion on her face.

But none.

To her, His Majesty's gift of marriage was like His Majesty giving her some worthless thing.

Her face was smiling, but her eyes were empty.

Gu Mingwen felt as if there was a piece of bloody cotton stuffed in his chest. He had never seen such a person before.

What does she care about and what does she want?

What kind of people would be put in his eyes?

Shen Chen looked at Gu Mingwen in a daze, and slowly moved his fingertips up to his eyebrows, and pressed his bright red nails against the small mole at the corner of his eye.

She chuckled.

"After so many years, Mr. Gu's color remains the same."

Gu Mingwen didn't come alone, he came here today to hire someone.

Shen Chen ordered people to accept the betrothal gift.

The little emperor was afraid that Shen Chen would regret it, so he advanced the wedding date. The emperor married his sister, which was as grand as the emperor's wedding.

The little emperor thought that he had given Shen Chen all the honors.

In the days leading up to his wedding, Gu Mingwen specially ordered people to strengthen the security in the capital.

The wedding day.

Lift the hijab.

As expected, that person was not her.

When the young emperor and Gu Mingwen sealed off the capital and conducted door-to-door investigations, Shen Chen had already arrived in northern Xinjiang.

In May in northern Xinjiang, flowers and ice and snow coexist.

The endless snowfields, the blue-green water flowing like jade ribbons coiled around the yellow-green mountain forests, and clusters of unknown wild flowers swaying in the breeze. Shen Chen rode his horse among the mountains and forests.

For some reason, she always felt that there was something in Northern Xinjiang that attracted her.

When I came here, the absurd sense of unreality was diluted a bit.

She opened a small inn in northern Xinjiang, and Chunhuaqiuyue followed her around.

Shen Chen always stood in front of the river behind the inn, staring blankly at the invisible source.

When she met Gu Mingwen again, he had changed from a high-ranking prime minister to a minor official demoted to northern Xinjiang.

He chased the fugitive and found her small inn. The two met. Gu Mingwen stood at the door and looked at her intently. His long hair fell down on his shoulders, like brocade with splashes of ink, flying in the night wind.

Shen Chen put down his calculations calmly, still smiling casually.

"Long time no see, Master Gu."

On the day of the wedding, the young emperor sent someone to block the news that Shen Chen had escaped from the wedding.

Not long after, Shen Chen "died" of illness.

The little emperor no longer trusted Gu Mingwen, who was recommended to him by Shen Chen.

She did not follow the path marked out for her by the little emperor.

Shen Chen, the once-in-powerful eldest princess, will forever stand in the heart of the increasingly jealous little emperor.

Shen Chen's bright sword is "dead", and the imperial power has been highly concentrated.

The Wu Kingdom is full of talents, and the little emperor no longer needs Gu Mingwen's knife in the dark.

Looking at the woman in front of him, his voice was dry: "Long time no see."

Shen Chen's small inn was very simple. The light illuminated the vase on the table, and the vase glowed with glass.

Gu Mingwen ate a bowl of light noodles at Shen Chen's small inn. From the corner of his eye, he quietly looked at Shen Chen, who was bored and holding a small black box on the counter.

Neither of them said anything else until they finished eating the noodles and left.

Spring Flower put a piece of agarwood into the incense burner in the house, and a delicate fragrance floated in the house.

She spoke with some concern.

"Master Gu, is there any conspiracy behind his coming to Northern Xinjiang?"

Shen Chen put the small black box next to him, propped up his chin and watched Chunhua's movements.

"Hard to say."

Maybe he came here because of her treasure.

Shen Chen gently stroked the small box.

Ever since she came to Northern Xinjiang, she always felt that something was guiding her to find it.

Finally, she found this small black box in the snowy mountains. As soon as she touched the box, she remembered everything.

No wonder she always finds it absurd.

That day under the waterfall, she must have been involved in the illusion of the barrier.

In this box is what she is looking for.

But for some reason, she couldn't open it.

The box couldn't be opened, and she couldn't leave this illusion.

Shen Chen could feel the things in the box and her breath, and was restless at this time.

After Chunhua left, Shen Chen did not sleep.

The gate was solemn at night, and the sound of opening the door was particularly harsh. A little bit of wind and snow followed the man and spread into the house.

Gu Mingwen was stunned for a moment when he saw Shen Chen waiting for him.

It seems that the experience of being crawled into the princess's house through a dog hole and being caught and beaten by the guards was too profound.

The frail scholar studied martial arts diligently from that day on.

Today, I finally sneaked into Shen Chen's room without disturbing anyone.

He patted the snow off his body, and the thin skin on his cheeks turned bright red from the cold.

The dead branches outside the house shake off the snow, and there is a "pop" sound, like hitting the window sill.

Gu Mingwen's eyes were like stars in a clear night sky, pure and bright, eclipsing even the moonlight.

"Your Highness!" His voice was like broken jade, warm and clear with a tremor in it.

Shen Chen sat in front of the stove and spoke casually.

"Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess is dead, has Mr. Gu forgotten?"

Gu Mingwen glanced at Shen Chen and sat next to her. The heat of the stove made his cheeks redder.

"The eldest princess is dead, but my wife is not dead yet."

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