Chapter 888: Brother, We’ll Take the Preemptive Strike!
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Gu Nuo’er was carrying a basket of little frogs.
They were croaking along the way.
Gu Zixiao followed beside his sister and watched as the child walked towards the remote palace path.
He couldn’t help but ask in confusion, “Nuo’er, where are we going?”
Gu Nuo’er turned her head and smiled, revealing her white teeth. Her bright and lively eyes were sparkling.
“Brother, there’s a strategy in the art of war called ‘preemptive strike’. I’m off to scare Gu Rao first!”
She raised the small basket and shook it gently. This material is rooted in n0velbin★
Then, Gu Nuo’er remembered.
This older brother of hers had been on the battlefield since he was young.
He had trained himself to be as firm and upright as a copper wall.
When doing such bad things, she should drag her second brother along.
It didn’t seem good to let Eldest Brother follow her...
Just as Gu Nuo’er was hesitating if she should let Gu Zixiao go back first...
However, the first prince had already taken big steps. He looked back and urged, “In that case, what are we waiting for? Nuo’er, give me the basket.
She looked up with her watery eyes and asked cutely and obediently, “Can Brother and I go in to take a look?”
How could they say no?!
The little princess could do anything she wanted.
The two imperial guards quickly made way for the two of them and bowed, opening the doors to the Zhuyou Palace.
Gu Nuo’er darted in with a flash.
Gu Zixiao followed behind his sister. He looked around cautiously before following her in.
This was the first time he was planning to do something bad. He was still a little excited and nervous!
The courtyard of Zhuyou Palace looked a little empty and desolate.
Compared to the other palaces, this place was like a cold palace that had been simply decorated.
Although the windows weren’t broken, it was still very cold.
Gu Nuo’er walked along the long corridor on the left.
Just as she was about to walk around the corner, Gu Zixiao hugged her and the siblings stood rooted to the ground.
At the corner, Gu Rao hurriedly walked into a room with a palace maid.
Gu Rao was still cursing, “Bad bird, stinky bird, damn bird! Hurry up and get me hot water. Wipe it clean!”
The young palace maid looked troubled. “Miss, please wait in the bathroom for a moment. This servant will go boil water now.” “Hurry up!” Gu Rao’s complaints came from inside.
The young palace maid left quickly..