Chu Yue looked at him coldly, "No. 3 is mine now. If I don't let him go, no one can take him away. If you want to take him away, you have to kill me."
No. 1 looked coldly and said slowly: "Your Highness, this is your Majesty's order."
Chu Yue curled her lips and said, "There are no guards in the palace, and you want to send him back. I'm used to it, and I don't want him to go back."
She looked at No. 3, "You are my princess now. You can't go anywhere without my order. Do you understand?"
No. 3 reluctantly knelt on the ground and said, "I understand."
Chu Yue smiled lightly at No. 1, and her beautiful face, which had always been deserted, suddenly softened and became refined and refined, "I'm sorry, you go back and tell His Majesty. If he wants someone, he can do it himself."
At this time, with internal and external troubles, the second brother actually played this trick with her.
She didn't want to fight with her second brother. She regarded him as her older brother and felt guilty.
She hoped that the two of them could work together, instead of fighting against foreign enemies while still scheming against each other.
When No. 1 saw her insistence, he didn't want to be too tough. After all, the emperor only asked him to give it a try and did not ask him to take No. 3 away forcibly.
After thinking about it, No. 1 said to Chu Yue: "Since the princess wants to keep him, I don't dare to force him, but please also keep No. 2 and No. 4. They are carefully selected by His Majesty to protect the safety of the princess."
. His Majesty said that since the princess refuses to live in the palace, it is impossible for a large number of guards to come to protect her, so a few secret guards are still needed. Even if No. 3 is powerful in martial arts, he was injured after all, just like being assassinated in the street.
, it’s very dangerous. It must be protected by at least one secret guard at the same time.”
Chu Yue glanced at No. 2 and No. 4. No. 4 was born with a slender figure and delicate eyebrows. She was obviously a girl.
"Are you a woman?"
No. 4 came out and knelt down, "Back to the princess, this is my subordinate."
Chu Yue looked at her, she was the same age as Hua, probably no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, "What was your original name?"
No. 4 blinked, his stern expression a bit like breaking the ice, but he shook his head, "I forgot."
The secret guards have no names and have been called numbers since childhood.
