Chapter 448: The Most Unbearable Beauty's Grace 06
Does this mean that Mu Youche is in his hands?
Chu Yue's heart ached, and she took a deep breath, a sharp pain spreading in her chest.
Does this mean that Murong Che is not Mu Youche?
She felt like she couldn't breathe, and her chest felt like it was pressed by a huge boulder. She was so dull that she could hardly speak. "Second brother, is Mu Youche in your hands?"
Chu Heng stared at her intently, with the corners of his lips slightly raised, and his voice was gentle, but with a certain joy, "Yue'er, did I say that?"
A heart falls from a very high place to a very low place. It thinks it is dead, but in the end it is still breathing. It thinks it is alive, but it is hit in the head.
Chu Yue feels like this now. In front of Mu Youche, she still has the initiative and can still resist stubbornly, because subconsciously she seems to be sure that he will not be determined to hurt her and will indulge her, but Chu Yue
Never.
He always made her feel like she was spinning between life and death.
He left her at a loss.
Just like now, she originally thought that Mu Youche was missing because his second brother had locked him up. Although Mu Youche was highly skilled in martial arts, his second brother was the emperor and had many masters under his command. Moreover, Mu Youche was alone now, so he must not be his.
opponent.
But later she found Murong Che in Chunfeng Tower, who looked exactly like Mu Youche. She couldn't help but guess.
Now when she asked the second brother, his answer seemed to be in his hands, but when she confirmed it, he refused to admit it and was ambiguous.
She felt like she was going crazy.
Chu Heng stared at her quietly, taking in all the subtle changes in expression on her face. He knew what she was thinking, what her hopes and disappointments were, he knew everything.
"The Murong family seems to want me to marry their son who was born outside the family."
He said it very lightly.
But Chu Yue felt a needle pricking into her nerves.
He then added: "Don't worry, I won't kill Mu Youche. In the end, I will have someone detoxify him and give him his freedom."
Chu Yue's nails dug into her palms, and an indescribable pain spread throughout her limbs.
Chu Heng sighed quietly, stretched out his hand to grab her wrist, and asked You Shun to get the medicine box.
Looking at her bloody palm, his eyes were dark and his voice was cold, "Yue'er, don't hurt yourself."
