Chapter 172 Quilt
Chapter 172 Quilt
"Then I will divorce you when I get back."
Although she said so, she never let go of Gu Yuan's hand.
Gu Yuan stretched out his voice and said "oh".
In the distance, the Sixth Prince watched the white-bearded official kowtow for a full quarter of an hour before he finally gave the order to enter the city.
The carriages and horses around them moved slowly, and the royal guards covered their mouths and noses with towels to prevent the spread of the disease in the city.
Pei Chun stuck his head out of the carriage.
The roadsides in the city were filled with skinny civilians, who were much thinner than the group of people who died last night.
Most of them had numb eyes and moved slowly under the drive of the Royal Guards to make way for the carriage.
Many of them were coughing, some had sickly red faces and dead eyes, and there was no joy or excitement about the food at all.
Don't know why.
In the darkness in the corner, there were many people looking greedily at the people in the Sixth Prince's convoy, and they looked like they had bad intentions.
Pei Chun and the Sixth Prince were the first to be welcomed to the City Lord's Mansion.
Reject the city lord's invitation to a banquet.
Lying on the empty wooden bed, she breathed a sigh of relief tiredly.
The presence of the Sixth Prince on the journey really makes people feel sick.
Fortunately, Gu Yuan and her brother were with her.
Pei Chun thought about it and was about to raise his hands to hug Gu Yuan when he heard footsteps outside.
She had no choice but to give up reaching out, sit up, and wait for the owner of the strange footsteps outside to knock on the door.
"your Highness."
"What's the matter?" Pei Chun asked lazily.
It was Gu Yuan who was massaging her forehead.
"Your Highness, I am here to bring you the quilt for tonight."
The voice of the young girl outside was heard again.
Pei Chun turned his head silently and fixed his eyes on the neatly made bedding on the bed.
She touched the mask she hadn't taken off since entering the city and said, "Come in."
The door was pushed open by a little maid.
The maids behind her all lowered their heads obediently. Even in the autumn weather, they were still wearing cool summer gauze.
The snow-white skin on her arms was faintly visible under the gauze, but she didn't look as thin as the ordinary people outside. Instead, she had a little baby fat on her face.
There is none of the morbidity of the epidemic raging outside.
The people in this place are becoming more and more interesting. It's just separated by a wall, but why is the difference between the City Lord's Mansion and the outside world so huge?
Gu Yuan covered his nose, looked at the tray in his hand with disgust, and pulled Pei Chun back.
Pei Chun watched them skillfully help to change the original bedding on the bed, then picked up the new bedding on the tray and put it in order again.
Pei Chun watched this series of actions intently.
When the maids were silent and about to leave, Pei Chun finally spoke.
"and many more."
The young maid bowed.
"Who asked you to come?" Pei Chun stroked the back of Gu Yuan's hand, silently comforting him.
"Your Highness, it was Lord Qin who asked you to do so."
Lord Qin is the white-bearded official who was beaten, kicked and whipped by the Sixth Prince at the city gate.
He is also the city lord of the wild land.
Pei Chun nodded, his eyes wandering over the little maid in front of him for a while, and then asked: "Where does His Highness the Sixth Prince live?"
The little maid was stunned, as if a little surprised, but still answered seriously: "Your Highness, Princess, although His Highness the Sixth Prince is in the guest house with you.
But it is also in the east courtyard, don't worry, no blind man will come to disturb you."
"Which room does the Sixth Prince live in?" Pei Chun knew that the little girl had misunderstood what he meant.
But she didn't explain too much.
Just asking again.
The little girl saluted and answered without any defense: "His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince is in the first room of the East Cross Courtyard.
Go in through the door and you can see it as soon as you turn the corner. "
Pei Chun nodded and finally let the man go.
When I looked up, I saw Gu Yuan raising his hand with disdain, lifting a corner of the quilt with two fingers, as if he was looking at something heinous.
"This thing is covered with dirty poisonous insects, Mingcheng, you must not cover this kind of thing!"
Gu Yuan warned Pei Chun vigilantly.
Xiaohong had already emerged from his sleeves, and the red tongue was frequently spitting out.
Pei Chun looked carefully but didn't find any trace of insects.
But since Gu Yuan was a Gu breeder, Pei Chun believed what he said.
So she nodded.
"It's inside the cotton of the quilt!" Seeing Pei Chun's reaction, Gu Yuan thought she didn't take it seriously.
I couldn't help but become more serious.
Pei Chun stopped nodding and said, "Why didn't I hear it?!"
That's not right. Generally speaking, poisonous insects make sounds, whether it's the sound of flapping wings or crawling.
She can hear it clearly.
But why is there no movement today?
Seeing this, Gu Yuan approached her and held her waist while Pei Chun was questioning.
Without saying a word, she pulled out a dagger from her waist, and the veins on the back of her fair hand bulged slightly.
With a 'swish' sound, the brocade cover of the quilt was torn apart.
Pei Chun's eyes widened and goose bumps appeared all over his body instantly.
Her eyes fell on Gu Yuan's dagger. A group of tiny black spots covered the entire snow-white quilt, crawling rapidly and randomly in it.
Some even tried to crawl along the torn brocade onto the back of Gu Yuan's hand.
Pei Chun endured the numbing fear and pulled Gu Yuan's arm back, "Fuchuan, what should we do with these bugs?"
She was a little flustered, and her voice and fingers began to tremble.
It was Gu Yuan who noticed her emotions and hugged her with the hand that had not touched the insect.
She used her height to block Pei Chun's sight and they retreated while hugging each other.
He brought the man to the window and squeezed Pei Chun's body between him and the windowsill.
Only then did Gu Yuan let go.
"Don't be afraid, Mingcheng, don't be afraid." He whispered in her ear soothingly.
Pei Chun hugged Gu Yuan's waist and abdomen, closed his eyes tightly, listened to Gu Yuan's heartbeat, and said nothing.
Seeing this, Gu Yuan reached out his hand over Pei Chun's body and placed it on the wooden window frame.
"Mingcheng, open your eyes."
Gu Yuan used his original voice this time.
Pei Chun was puzzled, but he still mustered up the courage and pursed his lips.
As a result, I saw Gu Yuan’s chest at a glance.
Pei Chun: “…”
She was speechless and was about to say something when she saw Gu Yuan's arm move in front of her.
With a creaking sound, a gust of wind blew behind me, making my back feel cool.
Pei Chun turned back subconsciously.
The sun shone through the open window and into her eyes.
A group of butterflies with colorful wings gathered from afar, and as if guided by some mysterious force, they lightly flowed into the house.
The wings sparkled with a glittering and mottled halo in the sunlight, passing before her eyes, making her hold her breath.
Pei Chun gently turned his head back and looked at Gu Yuan.
Among the colorful group of butterflies, there were a few dark blue butterflies that were particularly bold. They gently landed on Gu Yuan's shoulders, arms, and even his hair.
He was wearing a simple white robe today, the outline of which was made even clearer by the shadow behind him and the sunlight coming in through the window.
The blue butterflies formed a sharp contrast with his pure white robe, and with the faint blue embellishment, he looked like a cluster of flowers.
Pei Chun seemed to see Gu Yuan's original face vaguely through this fake face.
The dancing of the butterfly was reflected in Gu Yuan's eyes. He stretched out his hand and waved away the butterfly that was about to land on Pei Chun's face, with a serious expression.
Pei Chun looked at this scene and an indescribable feeling surged in his heart.
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