“He won’t.” Feng Qingtian knew Gu Yunjing very well.
Since he had protected him for so many years and ignored his own safety for Gu Bailu, he wouldn’t hurt them.
“Brother Qing, tell me. A long time ago, before I appeared, did something happen between you and Gu Yunjing?”
“What are you thinking?” Feng Qingtian poked her forehead. “We’ve known each other for thousands of years. I know what he’s like.”
“I heard from Master Immortal Yu that a few thousand years ago, without Gu Yunjing’s support, you might not have been able to become the Heavenly Emperor.”
“Lulu, don’t think too much. Let’s go to the palace today.”
Gu Bailu curled her lip. She really couldn’t get any gossip out of him.
Xiao Jingyun’s invitation had already arrived yesterday.
After what he said to Gu Bailu, Gu Bailu knew that being invited to the palace wasn’t a good thing.
But she had to go. If she didn’t enter the palace, she wouldn’t know where they were refining pills, and she wouldn’t be able to save Mr. and Mrs. Gu.
After breakfast, Gu Bailu followed Feng Qingtian to the palace.
To prevent Xiao Jingyun from becoming even more perverted when he saw her appearance, Gu Bailu was dressed very conservatively today.
Even the dress she chose was dark blue. It looked old-fashioned and wasn’t beautiful at all.
Gu Bailu felt wronged.
She didn’t like this color, nor how ugly it looked on her.
Feng Qingtian kissed her lips. “Bear with it. I’ll make it up to you later.”
Gu Bailu’s eyes glittered. “I want stir-fried pork.”
“…”
“You’re pregnant now. The imperial physician said that you can’t eat too much stir-fried pork…”
Gu Bailu pouted. “You’re not sincere at all. I know that a pregnant woman is like a cabbage that has been thrown away. No one loves her.”
“I’m being honest.” Feng Qingtian rubbed her back. “This is for your own good. It’s too oily. You’ll feel uncomfortable after eating it.”
Gu Bailu grunted and didn’t say anything. She hadn’t eaten stir-fried pork since the imperial physician’s reminder. Every day, she watched Ah Luo eat so happily until her saliva almost overflowed.
However, Feng Qingtian wouldn’t let her have any. Even Ah Luo, who had always been on her side, refused to give her any.
Feng Qingtian pinched her cheek. “Alright, alright. I’ll ask the chef to make some today, but you can’t eat too much.”
He was a little helpless, but even more doting.
“Brother Qing is the best.” Gu Bailu smiled, revealing her white teeth.
“You’re so easily satisfied.”
Feng Qingtian suddenly felt comforted. Other women wanted jewelry and spiritual pills.
All his woman wanted was a bowl of stir-fried pork, as if it was the best thing in the world.
The carriage stopped at the palace gates and they switched to a palanquin.
Only concubines in the harem could use a palanquin, but considering Gu Bailu’s weight, Feng Qingtian asked for one.
Xiao Jingyun set up a banquet in Broken Soul Garden, and they were brought there directly.
Like the rest of Rising Clouds Empire, Broken Soul Garden was very lavish. Built with white jade, the marble floor was as clear as a lake.
Gu Bailu got down from the palanquin and looked around. In this luxurious, circular palace made of white jade, the marble in front of the palace was as transparent as a mirror.
“It really is beautiful.” It had an exotic beauty to it.
“If you like it, we can also make it.” Feng Qingtian led her up the stairs.
