Gu Erbai's Pastoral Life

Chapter 106 The wife-protecting maniac mode is on

"Que'er, tell me, will Brother Qing be angry with me? I really didn't mean it. I didn't know that girl was Brother Qing's niece."

Beside her, Que'er wiped away her tears and looked at her with great distress, "Princess, don't cry, you are all slaves, if you offend that girl, the main blame will be on the servants."

In this situation, Gu Erbai couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, these two people are still acting.

This acting skill is really useless in ancient times. If you form a golden partner and mix in the film and television industry, you can at least win a few houses of little golden men.

Que'er's eyes were red, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the figure of the host and Gu Erbai getting closer, and secretly touched the princess.

Jiang Li'er pinched the white handkerchief, and crystal clear teardrops fell down with more and more sentimentality.

Gu Erbai pursed his lips, crying so sadly, yet still kept his makeup so perfect.

It's not easy.

According to the appraisal of all the people, Lihua is pretending to be raining, and the real crying is nothing more than snot and tears, and I can bear it...

Gu Erbai disgusted what he said.

Gu Yiqing's footsteps stopped a foot away from Jiang Li'er, her cold eyes locked the dusty shoe on her foot.

Gu Erbai also lowered his head, and was surprised to find that the shoe toe, which was originally just a small piece of dust, was now more than half polluted.

Wo...have you prepared the props yet?
Swallowing in surprise, Gu Erbai secretly gave a thumbs up.

Forget it, I apologize to her, and we live in peace with each other, so as not to be entangled here, and even enjoy the epic drama.

It's just that she didn't expect that just as she was about to speak, Gu Yiqing let go of her hand when her hands were cold, and walked slowly towards Jiang Li'er.

The corners of Gu Erbai's mouth moved slightly, and his eyes were a little unnatural.

Moved?
"Dirty shoes?"

Gu Yiqing walked up to her, with a pair of deep eyes, it was difficult to distinguish emotions, but his voice was very calm.

Behind him, Gu Erbai wrung his hands silently, trying to keep his expression unchanged.

But... Uncle Qing is so gentle, he really knows how to pity and cherish jade.

"Brother Qing, it's fine, as long as you don't give birth..."

"Take off."

Before the soft and trembling words fell, Jiang Li'er was suddenly startled by the cold and frightening voice, shivering all over her body.

"Master, Master, this matter really has nothing to do with Miss..."

Seeing the situation, Que'er waved her hands in panic, just about to explain.

But he didn't want to, the moment the host raised his head, he was stunned dumbfounded.

Those sharp eyes that were as cold as a knife pierced the bone marrow, making people's teeth tremble in fright.

In Jiacheng, how ruthless the owner is, it makes people talk about it.

Changyi vibe.

There are widows in Baitu Mountain, emperors in Rong'an City, Taoists in Alchemy Village, and owners in Jiacheng Manor.

Jiacheng Manor, whether it is big or small, takes up one-fifth of Changyi's territory. It is connected to Baitu in the south and Liangguo in the north. A piece of meat that couldn't be more fertile, but it can be handled by only one person.

When the owner was eight years old, he went into business with the master of the Gu family, and returned from school at the age of 12. His strategic temperament is no longer comparable to that of his peers. At the age of 16, he took over the entire Gu Mansion, with a bold and iron fist.Under his governance, Jiacheng's atmosphere has changed drastically, and it has taken on a new look, which has long been echoed by everyone.

Nowadays, the name of the owner is as loud as a god in Jiacheng. It is not so much awe-inspiring as it represents a kind of warmth, safety, and the most intimate trust with the people.

But few people would know that in the process of managing the manor, if the bright and dark side of the deeds were listed, it would be enough to make people feel cold towards the owner of the manor.

With a sound of 'Plop~', Que'er knelt down trembling all over, a pair of uncontrollable trembling hands stretched slightly towards the princess's shoes, and the voice in her voice was trembling out of tune, "Princess......"

Jiang Li'er twisted the veil, tears streaming down, half of the veil was wet.

　Have I told you already, my uncle Qing in society, people don't talk too much.

　　How dare you ask the owner's wife to shine your shoes, hey, really, my little Que'er and Li'er, come and cry in Brother Jiu's arms for a while.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)