Dressed as the Cannon Fodder Ex-Wife of the Regent

It didn't take long for the subordinates to go down and return, My lord, find the emperor, and it's in Zhuangzi.

Go knock on the door. Gu Linchao ordered.

Yes. The subordinates followed the order and knocked on Zhuangzi's door.

Zhuangzi.

As soon as the man lay down, he heard movement outside the door.

He thought that the assassin would not give up, tracked it here, and immediately sat up vigilantly.

The next moment, the door was pushed open.

A few guards dressed in black came in.

Your Majesty. Several people knelt down on one knee.

The man was stunned for a moment, and he was relieved when he saw the emblem of the Regent's Palace embroidered on their clothes.

It was the emperor's uncle.

Didn't expect them to find him so quickly.

How did you find me? the man asked.

The leader looked at his face and said, The Regent is here in person.

Uncle Huang? Gu Heng was stunned for a moment, then pursed his lips.

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Gu Linchao's voice rang from outside the door, Since the emperor is fine, let's get up and drive back to the palace.

Gu Heng looked up and saw that his powerful uncle, dressed in the night, walked in, surrounded by his entourage.

He was still unsmiling, cold and dignified.

It seems that at any time, his uncle is calm and invincible. He has never seen his uncle flustered, but looking at his own emperor...

He looked down at how embarrassed he was at the moment, the fist in his sleeve clenched tightly.

In his heart, he respected and feared this uncle, but in fact, the two were only a few years apart.

He lowered his eyes and said guiltily, Uncle Lao took great pains to find me. It's Gu Heng's fault, isn't it?

Gu Linchao glanced at him, seeing that he was fine, and said in a low voice, You'll be fine, let's go.

Okay. Gu Heng Yiyan got out of bed.

Immediately, a guard took a clean robe and stepped forward to serve him and change his clothes.

Wen Ruyi, who hasn't rested yet, naturally heard the movement here.

When she ran out of the house, she saw that the yard was ablaze with fire.

The housekeeper and all the servants in the village all bowed their heads.

She was stunned for a moment, and soon saw Gu Heng walking out behind a man, surrounded by many guards.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Wen Ruyi's heart sank, and she hurriedly took two steps forward, calling softly, Young Master...

She seemed to want to say something, but soon, two stout old women walked up behind her and grabbed her arm tightly.

Wen Ruyi struggled, but she didn't, her face was ashen, and she lowered her head.

Although the movement was very small, Gu Heng had already paid attention to this side and naturally saw it.

Looking at Wen Ruyi, who seemed to give up struggling and looked resigned, he pursed his lower lip and glanced at the guards beside him.

The guard understood, stepped forward and pushed the old woman away, and scolded: In front of the emperor, how can you be presumptuous?

When the two women heard this, they were shocked and pale, and knelt down on the spot.

Wen Ru's opinion was filled with joy.

During this time in Zhuangzi, she was fed up with their slow treatment, and now seeing them lying on the ground like dogs, not to mention how happy it was.

Sure enough, power is the best use.

Thinking about it, she was even more reluctant to give up the current opportunity.

She raised her head and looked at Gu Heng pitifully with tearful eyes.

Under the firelight, she looked so slender and fragile in a plain dress, and the vague hope in her eyes made Gu Heng feel pity.

This girl saved me, I should repay her, let her go back to the palace with me.