No. 3 was trembling with pain, his face was pale, but he was holding on.
No. 1 looked at him coldly.
Chu Yue looked at No. 1 coldly, "Have I ever written a letter requesting the withdrawal of No. 3? Are the private conversations between him and me actually based on your speculation?"
There was a sound of breaking porcelain on the floor.
But Chu Yue ignored him. What did he want? He didn't want to marry a wife, and he didn't allow her to marry.
Maybe the real Princess Suyue likes this, but she doesn't, she can't do that again and again.
At this time, No. 1 finally spoke, "Your Majesty, while your majesty was galloping, an old illness broke out and you fell off the horse."
He said it easily, but the listener can imagine that if a person falls off a galloping horse...
Chu Yue's heart tightened and she asked, "Does it matter?"
After saying that, she raised her feet and was about to go into the house. No. 1 stopped her and said, "Princess, it is better for your majesty to rest."
Recuperate? Chu Yue raised her eyebrows, the sound of slamming the teacup was so loud just now, how did he recuperate?
She regained her composure and said, "I just went to take a look."
But Chu Heng's weak but breathy voice came from inside, "I don't want to see you."
Chu Yue froze. He didn't want to see her. Does that mean that he actually wanted to block her way of asking about Mu Youche's whereabouts?
He didn't want her to ask or tell her, so he just didn't see her?
Chu Yue was also angry in her heart. Although she was concerned about his injury, she didn't want to compromise on this.
She said calmly: "Since His Majesty needs to rest, I'd better take my leave."
He occupied her Zichen Palace, and she had nowhere to go in the palace. Besides, if she broke with the emperor, she would not be a princess.
So she took nothing with her, turned around and left here quickly.
Yinjuan and others hurriedly followed.
No. 3 lost too much blood, so he pulled out the knife, bandaged it hastily, swallowed the pills, and left.
There was a loud noise from the inner room, and then You Shun's anxious voice sounded, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you must take care of yourself."
Chu Heng stared at him coldly, "Get out, get out, get out of here..."
Cherish yourself?
Cherish yourself and live a long life, and live a long life and suffer torture?
Cherish yourself and watch her sleep with other men?
