0p0 Chapter 182 Is It Because of Me?
Chapter 182 Is It Because of Me?
As soon as he walked out of the house, Liu Gao was stopped by someone.
"Brother Liu Gao, you went to the toilet, so why did you come out from the next room?"
As they were talking, a drunk man walked up and put his arm around Liu Gao's shoulders.
The man was dressed in blue brocade clothes, with a dark red tiger jade pendant hanging from his waist. He was handsome and upright, but at the moment his face was flushed due to being drunk, and he reeked of alcohol.
Liu Gao, who had his shoulder put on him, frowned at first, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, but he then endured it and cleverly slipped out from under the other person's arm.
The man suddenly lost his support and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, the servant was quick-witted and stepped forward to support him.
"I'm new here and not familiar with the pavilion, so I went to the wrong room." Liu Gao replied coldly, and then changed the subject: "Brother Guo, why don't you drink in the room and come out to pee?"
Guo Zimo was already drunk, and when he heard that Liu Gao had walked into the wrong room, he immediately burst into laughter. "Brother Liu Gao, how could you walk into the wrong room?"
Guo Zimo pushed away the servant who was supporting him and walked closer to the house.
Zhi Miao just turned around, and when Guo Zimo saw her, his eyes widened immediately. He was attracted by her cool temperament and even forgot to speak.
Zhi Miaowen smelled the alcohol on him and looked disgusted. When he saw him approaching the house, he said with a dark face, "Master Guo, do you want me to send someone to help you go back?"
"Who are you?" Guo Zimo looked at her blankly and reached out to tear the white gauze on her face.
As Zhi Miao turned his head to avoid the attack, Liu Gao grabbed Guo Zimo's shoulders and pulled him so hard that he staggered and fell to the ground.
"Who! Who dares to talk to this prince? Come here!"
Guo Zimo lost face and refused to give in. He lay on the ground and started to act crazy while drunk.
Liu Gao didn't give him a chance to make a fuss. He slapped him with his big palm and knocked him unconscious.
Then he waved and called a servant over: "Carry the prince back, and if anyone asks, tell them that the prince is drunk and fell asleep."
The servant nodded in agreement and helped the man into the house.
The door opened, and a melodious sound of piano and playfulness came from inside the house. When the door closed, the sound of piano and playfulness disappeared through the crack of the door.
Zhi Miao glanced at Liu Gao and hesitated: "Thank you."
Her voice was soft, but loud enough for Liu Gao to hear.
Liu Gao took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped his hands, then walked to the railing and threw the dirty handkerchief down the stairs.
"What did you say?" He turned around and looked at Zhi Miao: "It was too noisy, I didn't hear it."
"I know you heard it." Zhi Miao looked at him with a complicated look in his eyes: "You..."
As soon as the word "you" was uttered, a loud noise came from downstairs.
Thinking something had happened, Zhi Miao leaned over to take a look.
On the stairs of the second floor, a woman in red clothes, with a crystal pendant on her forehead and a red veil on her body, was surrounded by maids. Facing the men around her who were staring at her and teasing her, she looked timid and her face was pale.
Sure enough, something happened.
Zhi Miao quickly lifted her skirt and was about to call for someone to deal with the situation, but before anything could happen, a dark shadow got there first, jumped down the stairs at an extremely fast speed, and ran towards the person who was surrounded.
"Liu Gao!"
"careful......."
Zhi Miao's panicked voice died out as he saw the scene before him.
Looking at the couple huddled together on the stairs, her pupils widened, and her heart seemed to be hit hard by a sledgehammer, causing her body to tremble uncontrollably.
The coldness spread from the soles of his feet to his whole body. When he saw the other person looking at him, Zhi Miao suddenly turned around and squatted down, blocking the other person's sight.
Where Liu Gao couldn't see, her hands and feet were cold and tears silently rolled down the corners of her eyes.
"Liu Gao, what are you looking at?" Princess Gong Anyan of the Northern Territory noticed that the man in front of her was distracted. She followed his gaze, but only saw a fleeting white shadow.
Liu Gao calmly looked away: "It's okay, I saw it wrong."
He hugged Gong Anyan, protected her in his arms, and then took her out of Shangjingxuan.
And behind them, on the attic.
A pair of tearful eyes silently watched them hugging each other, watching Liu Gao protecting the woman in his arms like a treasure, closing his eyes, smiling to himself, and turning away.
On the brocade carriage, Gong Anyan hugged Liu Gao's waist and leaned against him, her tone a little angry: "You actually went to that kind of place, aren't you afraid that I will be angry?"
Liu Gao was lost in thought as he stared at the corner of the carriage, recalling the stunning glimpse he had when he left just now. He seemed to see the person on the pavilion crying.
Not getting a response, Gong Anyan stood up angrily, and seeing that Liu Gao was distracted, she punched him in the chest. The force was not strong, just the coquettish look of a girl throwing a tantrum.
"You're distracted? What are you thinking about? Are you thinking about the girl in the pavilion? You don't think those things of theirs, where thousands of people ride on them and thousands of people sleep with them, are dirty, but I think you're disgusting."
Gong Anyan's words became more and more outrageous, and finally she pushed Liu Gao away, as if she disliked him in every way.
"Stop the car." Liu Gao shouted.
The carriage stopped at the sound.
Liu Gao stood up and was about to leave. Seeing him leaving, Gong Anyan grabbed him and asked, "You want to leave?"
"Since the princess finds me disgusting, I will not be an eyesore to her anymore." Liu Gao withdrew his hand and resolutely got out of the carriage.
Gong Anyan opened the car window and said, "Liugao, if you dare to leave today, don't come back!"
Liu Gao paused for a moment, then turned to the driver and said, "Send the princess back to the palace."
After finishing his instructions, he disappeared into the darkness without looking back.
Seeing that the person had actually left, Gong Anyan screamed in anger. The maids who came to persuade her were all slapped in the face by Gong Anyan.
"You are so good, Liu Gao. This princess was worried about you in the middle of the night and condescended to come to find you, but you left me alone. Is there a seductress who is seducing you?"
Gong Anyan's face was filled with venom: "Black slave!"
The coachman said, "I'm here."
"Let someone else drive the horse, and follow Liu Gao to see what he is doing!"
Black slave: "I obey your orders."
Watching the black slave chasing Liu Gao, Gong Anyan's eyes remained ruthless.
It would be better for him not to go find that woman, otherwise, she would skin that woman and torture her to death.
As for Zhi Miao, her master didn't need her in her room for the time being. Moreover, she was upset and had shed tears, which wet her veil. So she returned to the room temporarily to re-dress and change her clothes.
But as soon as she pushed the door open, she felt something was wrong.
She was a doctor and was sensitive to poisons as well as other smells, so she knew someone had entered the room the moment they entered the room.
Her hand holding the door slowly tightened, her eyes stared vigilantly at the dark room, and her legs slowly moved backwards.
Just as she stepped out of the house and was about to close the door, a dark shadow flashed out from the door, grabbed her wrist, and then pulled her into the house with great force, closing the door with a "click".
The room was pitch black. Zhi Miao was pushed against the table and the veil on her face was torn off. The person's hand stroked the tear marks on her face and then put the liquid into his mouth to taste it carefully.
"Why is Sister Zhi Miao crying?"
Zhi Miao bit her lip and didn't answer.
In the darkness, Liu Gao pressed his body against hers, leaning close to her ear and whispering in a low voice, "Could it be that it's because of me?"