Quickly wear the water of trouble: after being cheated on, the yandere male protagonist turned evil

Chapter 228 The chancellor's little Jiaojiao is a black lotus (11)

Gu Mo has always been not interested in these things.

The reason why he came to participate in the poetry meeting was firstly that he didn't want to disappoint Zhao Xuanlang, and secondly, reciting poems and making matches was indeed his only entertainment.

So when Zhao Xuanlang happily introduced to him how stunning the dancing girl was, Gu Mo just nodded slightly with lowered eyebrows, and didn't say anything else.

Seeing that he was less talkative than usual, Zhao Xuanlang couldn't help asking, "Jing Xing, have you encountered any troubles recently? Why did I hear people say that you went to the Ministry of Criminal Justice two months ago to receive the punishment?" Punishment, and pleaded guilty to Brother Huang and locked him up at home for a month?"

Gu Mo's eyes darkened, and then he said lightly: "It's not a big deal, if you make a mistake, you should be punished."

Hong Ling on the side bit her lip a little resentfully when she heard the words.

How could Gu Xiang make a mistake? !

Obviously it was to take the blame for that Su Zhixi!
She knows how to be happy, and after sneaking away, she doesn't have to worry about anything, leaving all the mess to the adults to clean up.

Since the lord took office, he has never made a mistake, and this is the first time he has taken the blame for someone else.

Thinking of this matter, Hong Ling couldn't help being annoyed.

It was all because of that Su Zhixi.

If it weren't for her as a hindrance, my lord wouldn't have encountered so many troubles!
However, Gu Mo's annoyance is completely opposite to Hong Ling's.

He thought it was his improper discipline that led to Su Zhixi's disaster.

Therefore, it is completely reasonable to ask for guilt on your own.

But he didn't expect Su Zhixi to disappear without even saying hello.

Gu Mo really can't imagine how she, who has been well-clothed and well-fed since she was a child, and who doesn't know what difficulties are, will survive alone.

So for the past two months, he has been sending more people to look for her.

But Su Zhixi seemed to have evaporated from the world, and there was no news from her.

His inner uneasiness also grew day by day.

He promised his teacher to keep her safe, if something happened to her, all the efforts of the teacher would be in vain.

Thinking of this, Gu Mo became more and more preoccupied.

Zhao Xuanlang also noticed it, and directly put his arms around his shoulders, and introduced today's procedure to him eloquently, hoping to relieve his worries.

The venue of the poetry meeting was in the back garden of Qiyang Prince's Mansion.

Zhao Xuanlang likes to have fun on a daily basis, so the backyard was refurbished to be extraordinarily elegant and beautiful.

And the white snow adds a stunning touch here.

The poetry meeting went on smoothly, with staggered toasts and silk and bamboo lingering.

Only Gu Mo was sitting upright on the lower right and drooping his eyes. He was sitting in a black suit among the white snow piled with silver and jade, like a drop of thick ink on plain paper, which was incompatible with the variegated colors around him.

Zhao Xuanlang really couldn't stand his straight-faced look, cleared his throat and clapped his hands directly: "I think everyone is tired from writing poems, it just so happens that this king has found a beauty recently, how about letting her come on stage to cheer everyone up?"

The crowd cheered.

Gu Mo frowned, stood up and saluted before leaving.

Zhao Xuanlang grabbed him with sharp eyes: "You can't leave anyone today, and the dancer hasn't come out yet!"

Gu Mo sighed: "My lord, you know it well"

"Needless to say, this king promises that this time is different, just take a look before you leave, just take a look." Zhao Xuanlang forcibly pulled Gu Mo to sit beside him, and then winked at the servants beside him.

There was a crisp plucking of the pipa, and everyone hurriedly booed, listening to the sound of nature with breath.

As the sound of the music gradually softened, a sweet female voice sang the song in Wu Nong's soft language: "One sound of Wuye and one sound of autumn, one night of candlelight and one night of sorrow, the lanterns are falling, the chess is not closed, when will I rest when I am full of lovesickness ?."

As soon as he heard the previous few lines of libretto, Gu Mo's expression darkened.

(End of this chapter)