If You Don't Want to Get Beaten Up, Get Lost

Gu Nuo'er saw from the gap between the curtains hanging down from the bed curtains that the person who had entered was a girl who was 15 or 16 years old.

She was wearing appropriate clothes and had a delicate face. However, her eyes revealed nervousness and she frowned with ill intentions.

When she saw Gu Zixiao leaning against the table with his hand on his forehead, she forgot to confirm if the wine on the table had been consumed.

This girl walked forward and gently pushed the first prince. "Your Highness, why are you sleeping here? Are you feeling unwell? Do you want this subject to help you find an imperial physician?"

Gu Zixiao did not say anything.

The lines on his handsome face were very attractive. His thin lips were pursed and his long eyebrows were slightly furrowed as if he was very uncomfortable.

Fang Yirou was delighted when she saw this.