Chu Yue immediately cut branches to bandage her temporarily, and then asked someone to drive over to the nearest medical center to bandage her injuries.
She took No. 3 and continued to the villa.
On the way, he was caught up by Chu Heng who was chasing him on horseback.
He was wearing dark gold uniforms, with patterns of clouds, water and dragons embroidered on the hem, and a purple gold crown on his head. His face was originally fair and beautiful, but now that he was hurt and running, it was even more astonishingly white, and his thin lips were not even a trace of blood.
Chu Yue was startled, jumped off the carriage and stepped forward, saying anxiously: "Second brother, why are you out?"
Chu Heng's face was expressionless, and he stared at her deeply with a pair of seductive eyes. His voice was shallow, faint, and seemed to have no strength, as if it was floating from the ethereal night sky.
It was as if he was not a person, but a ghost.
"Yue'er, are you leaving after all?"
His voice was originally gorgeous with a hint of magnetism, but now it was dry, like a leaf that had been wrung dry of moisture.
He looked at her, his expression was so indifferent, but his eyes were so sad.
His gaze was like a meandering stream, intermittent and almost without energy.
For some reason, Chu Yue felt as if something had bitten her heart. She moved her lips, but could not speak. After a long while, she sighed: "Second brother, I'm just going to stay in the villa temporarily."
Chu Heng seemed to be in a trance. It took a long time for his eyes to move and regain a little energy, "You are angry with me."
Chu Yue shook her head, "Second brother, how could it be? I went to the villa to make things develop smoothly. If you don't want to become a queen, it doesn't matter. We have other ways."
Chu Heng's eyes brightened a little more, and he turned over and jumped off the horse.
Chu Yue hurriedly stepped forward to support him, but he opened his arms to hug her. The fabric of the gorgeous robe was soft and cool, rubbing against the skin with a vivid touch. He heard him say: "Yue'er, I'm sorry."
Chu Yue's breathing was stagnant.
He then heard him say: "I know you are kind to me, but I am so hateful to you. Yue'er, you won't be angry with your second brother, right?"
Chu Yue said softly: "Second brother, your body doesn't matter."
Chu Heng shook his head. His old illness was actually caused by Mu Youche's beating that year.
Mu Youche has superb internal strength, and with one palm, he has not been very good at it in the past few years.
