The Tip of the Gangster’s Heart

  Chapter 688 The White Moonlight of the Tyrant (52)

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   "I heard... her name is Gu Sheng?"

"……Yes."

  Gu Qianqi didn't know what he thought of, his lips squirmed and his face was gloomy.

   "My youngest daughter does not live long. She accidentally fell into the water when she was five years old... She is no longer there."

   "No, no longer?"

  Grandpa Li was surprised, "Why didn't I hear you mention it?"

  Gu Qianqi shook his head and sighed, “I only informed the relatives in the family about the loss of my daughter, and did not make publicity.”

   "My wife washes her face with tears all day long, and I don't want to say more."

   "...I'm sorry." Grandpa Li patted him on the shoulder, a little apologetic.

   "Nothing, everything is over."

  Gu Qianqi smiled,

   "Grandpa Li, if there is nothing wrong, then I will go first?"

   "Go and go."

  Grandpa Li has already passed the word to him, so it is inconvenient to keep him.

  After watching him leave,

  Grandpa Li turned around and returned to the Imperial Study Room.

  ……

  ……

  At this moment,

  In the Imperial Study Room,

  The faint ambergris fragrance is flooded, and the hollow carved window japonicus is filled with speckled sunlight, warm and bright.

  The side of the book,

  The handsome and gentle man wore a clean and bright white brocade suit. The inner loosen and the outer tight fit perfectly, and the black hair was put on a good flawless jade crown.

  His eyebrows are extremely beautiful, deep and quiet, and somewhat indifferent.

  When Grandpa Li came in, he was calmly holding a pen and painting carefully on white paper.

  Brushing room,

  The picture shows a slender woman.

  She wore a big red cloak, underneath was a beautiful palace costume.

   Plain white fingers rested quietly on the side of the cloak, gentle and clean.

  The jade hairpin gently held the ink-colored blue silk, and the tassels swayed slightly, beautiful and moving.

  This is a very complete portrait,

Apart from,

  That face.

   The small face with the big palm is blank, without eyebrows, and without facial features.

  The man sketched the last line, then slowly put down the pen.

  He fixed his eyes on the woman in the portrait,

   Obsessed eyes.

  Although he doesn't have a face, he still stretches out his hand and touches it softly, with nostalgia with his fingertips.

  Gong Li is accustomed to standing aside, quietly being a transparent person.

  Since your Majesty can paint with a pen,

  He draws a similar portrait every day.

  The content on the painting has never changed, it's all a woman.

  A woman who is extremely important in His Majesty’s heart and no one can compare.

  Grandpa Li once saw the portrait quietly, but he just looked left and right, but he couldn’t see who the person in the portrait was.

  After all, there is no face, and it is difficult to confirm just by looking at her figure.

soon,

  The ink on the paper is dry.

  The emperor put it on the table carefully,

  As long as you tilt your head, you can see it.

   "The words have arrived?"

  He asked quietly.

  Grandpa Li hurriedly bowed and replied, "Return to your Majesty, it has been passed."

   "Well, step back."

  The emperor’s eyes never left the portrait.

  He gently traced the outline of the woman with his fingertips, and the familiar appearance seemed to have been deeply engraved in his mind.

   "Yes, Your Majesty." Li Gonggong withdrew.

Before closing the door, he looked at the emperor inside, wondering in his heart.

  Since there is someone in your Majesty’s heart, why not look for her? Still agree with Nafei?

  Could it be...

  This woman...

  Grandpa Li was agitated, and immediately stopped his thoughts.

  Family matters, don’t ask more, guess more, think more,

  Do your own thing well in order to live safely.

  Li Gongzheng stands in danger.

  ……

  ……

   half a month later,

  The draft ceremony has officially started in the expectation.

  The subjects selected this time are all official ladies.

  (End of this chapter)