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Chapter 338 Ingenuity for whom, huh?

Chapter 338 Who can I show you with unique ideas? Well?

Author: Yulou people drunk

Chapter 338 Who can I show you with unique ideas? Well?

He said in his voice, "Who do you wear a unique style of clothing, and you are so unique to show it to you, huh?"

Gu Qianzhou glared in his eyes, "Why should I wear it for others to show it? Can I be happy to wear it myself? Pleasing myself is the highest level."

Jun Mochen: "..."

This little girl speaks one by one, surprisingly and tricky, and can't refute it at all.

I could only endure the complicated eyes of passers-by and accompany her all the way.

After visiting most of the streets, Gu Qianzhou stopped until both of them could not take them.

Jun Mochen called secret guards and packed all the things in their hands and took them away.

Gu Qianzhou was empty-handed and turned around and wanted to go buy.

Jun Mochen grabbed her with one hand and led her into an alley.

The alley was quiet, but it was cleaned very clean. Jun Mochen took her into a house at the end of the alley.

The house is not big, but it is neatly tidy.

Simple, simple, and has a sense of tranquility, depth and distantness.

An old man heard the noise and walked out with a crutch. He saw Jun Mo Chen stunned for a moment, and then burst into tears in an instant.

He threw away the crutch, knelt down with a "thump--" and kowtowed with tears, "I have seen the Prince of Chu!"

Jun Mochen leaned over slightly and helped him up with his own hands and said, "Uncle Ping doesn't have to be too polite."

Uncle Ping wiped his tears and choked and said, "The courtesy cannot be abandoned."

Then he turned to Gu Qianzhou beside him and asked respectfully, "Who is this?"

Jun Mo said quietly, "Princess Chu."

Uncle Ping immediately knelt down and saluted again.

Gu Qianzhou quickly raised his hand and supported him, and said politely, "Uncle Ping doesn't have to be too polite."

Uncle Ping looked at Jun Mochen and then at Gu Qianzhou. He couldn't stop crying and choked, "Your Highness is married. If the old general can still see Your Highness get married, how happy it would be!"

Jun Mo Chen felt sad, but he couldn't bear to be sad at the age of Uncle Ping, and said in a low voice, "Uncle Ping doesn't have to be sad, my grandfather is watching in the sky."

Uncle Ping wiped his tears and said, "Yes, the old general is watching from the sky. The prince will definitely be fine in the future..."

While speaking, he quickly welcomed Jun Mochen and Gu Qianzhou in.

The main house is also very simple, with nothing extra except a few chairs and a table.

Uncle Ping respectfully brewed tea for the two of them.

Jun Mochen picked up the teacup, took a sip and said, "Uncle Ping is old, so why don't he go back to the capital with me like this."

Uncle Ping shook his head, "I don't go there either, I'll guard it here for the old general."

He is old and cannot be beaten or killed. Going to the capital is just a burden to the prince.

Jun Mochen stroked the teacup with his long fingers and said for a while, "I'm not at ease when you are alone in a remote place."

Uncle Ping's eyes were slightly red and said, "What's wrong with me? Uncle Ping is a person who stepped into the soil with half his foot. He earned his life for one more day.

Yes, I have been in the border for many years, but I have cut off some letters, all of which are communications between the capital and the Beimo. Please take a look."

Uncle Ping said, leaning over and pulling out a brick on the ground, taking out a box from below, and handing the box of letter paper to Jun Mochen.

Jun Mochen read a few casually, his handsome face was dark and his eyes were as cold as ice.

He said in a deep voice, "Uncle Ping, I have to take these letters away."

Uncle Ping immediately said, "Leave it to the prince, so he will naturally let the prince deal with it."

It seems that these letters are useful, but his old bones are not useless.

Jun Mochen continued to read the letter, and Uncle Ping went to the kitchen and said he wanted to cook for them.

Gu Qianzhou was not able to come over to read the letter, so he was bored, so he got up and prepared to go for a walk. He walked to the door. His eyes turned black and he fell into a dream.

The curtains are flying, the lotus is warm, and a white corpse is lying on the bed with an ancient carved stepping stone...
Chapter completed!
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