Regardless of whether Xie Wen saw the clue or not, Gu Mei just folded her shawl and asked calmly.
"So, husband, you are still blaming me? If there is no prince, who do you think will happen today?"
"When the prince handles official duties, does he only help me?"
Gu Mei sneered.
"Does your husband want me to have a relationship with the prince, or does he not want me to have a relationship with the prince?"
After her words fell, Xie Wen's pupils suddenly shrank.
The atmosphere was almost stagnant for a moment.
Xie Wen pursed his lips tightly.
He originally came to test because he had doubts, but Gu Mei turned around and asked. When he thought about what he just said, he felt that it was inappropriate, and the thought that she might be involved with the prince was instantly suppressed.
But he still smiled at Gu Mei and said: "It's best to stay away from the prince. He is not the grandson of the emperor who was like the wind in the forest before. You can't control him."
Gu Mei responded with a calm expression.
It is the rainy season, there is always faint thunder in the sky, and every now and then, there will be rain.
Gu Mei sat on the Arhat couch by the window and played chess with herself for a long time, but in the end she found that it was a dead game.
The game of chess is dead, but life is not.
Five years ago, she was able to find a path that didn't look good, and she is no different now.
Helan Yan wanted to have a private meeting with her, but he just wanted to humiliate her in order to avenge her betrayal.
The cool touch of the chess pieces touched my fingertips. Helan Yan was once in her heart, like the bright moon and the gentle breeze.
However, he was also the one who put her in a dilemma now.
After all, as long as he thought about it, even if she reconciled with Xie Wen in the future, he would become a sharp knife hanging above her head.
Gu Mei didn't sleep peacefully that night, and all kinds of past events were like a tidal wave beating in her dream.
In the vagueness, there was someone's rough fingertips, which made her ache slightly. He treated her as a toy and played with her wantonly.
She didn't care what would happen to her after the incident was revealed.
After dawn, Gu Mei had a splitting headache just thinking about it, and she also fell ill.
When Ms. Zhai heard that Gu Mei was ill, she sneered in front of her bed: "It's just an ordinary headache and brain fever. I just lie in bed and can't get up. Tsk, tsk. You have such a delicate body."
However, Gu Mei did not argue with her and just said: "If mother stays here for too long, if she gets over her illness..."
Mrs. Zhai originally thought that Gu Mei was chasing her away, but when she saw that Gu Mei's face was pale and the room smelled of medicine, she quickly covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief, "It just so happens that Wenqing is letting him rest in the side courtyard these days. Don't ask you to put him to rest." It’s also harmful.”
Gu Mei sneered in her heart. This was the last time Xie Wen slept with his concubine and it was not enough, so Zhai came to do the old madam's thing again and pulled his son into the concubine's room.
She wished that Xie Wen would have a child with his concubine soon. Only then would she be grateful to Mr. Zhai.
After driving away Mr. Zhai, things finally calmed down.
He was so tired that he fell asleep again after a while.
Half asleep and half awake, Gu did not suddenly notice someone wiping his forehead.
She thought it was Yingyue, but still closed her eyes.
It was as if the palms of the hands were gently massaging. After a while, the sore and swollen temples felt much better, and the frown between Gu's eyebrows also relaxed slightly.
Then, in the haziness, she noticed that her clothes were being uncovered, and there was a chill in front of her body. Gu Mei subconsciously crossed her arms in front of her body.
However, just as they hugged each other, they were gently taken away. Gu Mei pouted in displeasure, wondering what Yingyue was going to do.
The next moment, a faint medicinal fragrance followed the warm palm and spread down the spine.
Gu Mei's consciousness returned a little, this was not Yingyue's method.
She grabbed Yingyue's hand.
However, what he touched was a big, sharp hand with distinct joints.
She rubbed it and suddenly touched a string of beads...
Gu Mei woke up from her drowsiness as if she had been touched by charcoal fire.
Sure enough, it was Helan Yan's face that looked like an immortal.
She shrank back subconsciously.
"How did you come?"
There was still a chill on her body, so the man took off her clothes.
She gritted her teeth and pulled her clothes back up, then pulled the quilt tightly over her.
He Lanyan raised his eyes, retracted his hand calmly, took off the handkerchief from his arms and wiped it, and looked at her seriously: "It takes a lot of effort and effort. I wanted some reward. I didn't expect that the lady is sick."
Gu Mei was reminded of this, and remembered that what he said that day for her to consider was actually forcing her to agree to a private meeting with him.
She is so sick. This person still refuses to let her go?
It's so cold-blooded.
Gu Mei tugged at the quilt, "Your Highness, my wife has been inconvenienced recently. I'm afraid, I'm afraid I can't..."
He was not happy to see someone so sick.
Seeing her implicit refusal, Helan Yan was not annoyed at all, but instead raised her face as if he was discussing the matter.
"If you can't do anything else, you have to give me some comfort. After all, you have a very smart mouth."
He touched her lips.
Gu Mei felt embarrassed instantly and felt uncomfortable all over.
She has always read some picture albums and knows many things about men and women.
Helan Yan wouldn't let her go even like this.
It goes even further.
