But she fell into a solid embrace. Chu Heng looked at her slightly open neckline and gray face. He felt as if he had been hit in the head and his whole body ached.
"Yue'er," he called her softly.
Murong Che stood inside and looked at them coldly, "Your Majesty, if you want a humble minister to sacrifice his life, just say a word. There is no need to use all your efforts to use honey traps." Damn woman, she is actually a princess!
Chu Yue burst into tears, clutching Chu Heng's shirt tightly, "You give him back to me, you give him back to me. Where did you do him? Give him back to me..."
She was in agony, shivering like a wounded animal, trembling all over, and shouting with a tearful voice.
Mu Youche is dead, dead...
Chu Heng looked at her, feeling powerless. The carefully planned plan suddenly collapsed when she was so heartbroken. There was no excitement, no pleasure of revenge, only the pain that couldn't be healed.
Does she also know his pain when she is in such pain?
Do you know how he suffered day and night and was in pain and didn't want to live?
He lowered his head and kissed him.
Murong Che's eyes widened, he was so disgusted.
He interrupted them coldly, "Princess, can you give me back the ring?"
Chu Yue was dazed and looked at him with misty eyes.
Murong Che strode over, pulled out the jade ring hanging on her chest, and said coldly: "This one is at the bottom. It has a picture of a lone wolf on the moonlit grassland carved on it, and there is a small little one on the wolf's tail.
The word "Che" is just a small souvenir, what's the use of the princess stealing it?"
Chu Yue was knocked unconscious, looked at him blankly, and said in a trembling voice: "You, you, are you sure it's yours?"
Murong Che hummed, "Of course." He carefully put the ring finger into his arms, turned around and walked in, "Today is considered sleepwalking. We don't see each other. Your Majesty, it's better not to take risks."
He sat down and continued drinking.
Chu Heng stared at him with sinister eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the joy of success finally appeared in his eyes.
He picked up Chu Yue and said softly: "Yue'er, let's go to the villa to relax. Don't be childish. Mu Youche has returned to Xichang. As expected, he did die of poison. General Murong just looks like him.
That’s it, it’s not him. The second brother swears by the divine bird Guo Zuo that everything the second brother said is true."
