This was the first time she saw Chu Wuyou being gentle to a girl other than herself.
She thought that they must have had something in the past, that's why he didn't reject her and cared about her tenderly like a big brother.
She didn't know why, but looking at this scene, her heart felt a little painful, as if someone had lightly cut her with a knife.
Of course, if she were such a beautiful and lovely girl, she would definitely like her if she were a man.
At this time, Chu Wuyou had already held Chang Le's hand, with a sweet smile in his eyebrows, and softly introduced to the girl: "She is your sister-in-law, her name is Chang Le. Chang Le, she is the ninth princess of the Xuanwu Kingdom, Ling
Xiao Wan, you can just call her Guan'er. That year when I was on a mission to the Xuanwu Kingdom, I was almost poisoned by someone. It was she who told me the information in advance that allowed me to escape the danger. Because of this incident,
We became friends. It’s just that we haven’t seen each other for many years. She was still very young at the time and I almost didn’t recognize her just now.”
After hearing this, Chang Le smiled faintly at Ling Xiaowan. It turned out that she had saved him, no wonder he was so kind to her.
The debt you owe others must indeed be repaid.
When Ling Xiaowan heard Chu Wuyou's words, her beautiful eyes immediately became moist again, and her bright red lips murmured: "So brother Wuyou has a princess, and my sister-in-law is so happy, but a few days ago, my father
The emperor also said that he hoped that Xuanwu and Cangqi would marry. He wanted to betroth me to brother Wuyou, and thought that brother Wuyou would definitely agree, but he didn't expect..."
When she said this, she bit her lower lip in discomfort, and her voice became choked.
Seeing Ling Xiao Wan being so sad, Chang Le immediately raised his eyebrows lightly and said softly: "Guan'er, don't get me wrong. I'm not his crown princess. We are not even friends. We just happened to meet here. It was a coincidence.
That’s all.”
"You! Who said you are not my Crown Princess? I will give you whatever identity you want. If you dare to say such things again, be careful that I will execute you on the spot." Chu Wuyou hugged you evilly.
Sitting on Chang Le's waist, the last words spoken close to her ear contained a strong connotation of love.
However, Chang Le pushed him away, moved to the right, lightly turned over the fish that was being grilled, and said solemnly: "Did I say I wanted to marry you? That was just your wishful thinking. Compared with your
Come on, I like Prince Wei more, and if I want to marry, I will marry him."
She said this on purpose, because she didn't like to compete with other women, and the competition was not pleasant.
Moreover, the prince of his country is too outstanding, and there must be countless women around him. Instead of living in the kind of intrigues and intrigues every day, just to compete for favor, she might as well find an ordinary person.
"You are a woman who really has the ability to make people angry. Want to marry her? How dare you! How dare you try!" Chu Wuyou's voice was very domineering, and he stared at Chang Le coldly, his eyes no longer gentle.
Because he was as angry as a lion.
However, even if he is angry, his profile is still very beautiful, and his casual movements are so graceful that no one can be angry with him.
At this time, Ling Xiaowan stopped crying, and her eyes suddenly brightened, "Brother Wuyou, how did you lie to me? It turns out that she is not your wife. You are not allowed to lie to me again. It's so cold. Hurry up and put on your clothes."
Put it on, don't catch a cold!"
After saying that, she diligently went to get Chu Wuyou's gorgeous robe from the shelf. When she was taking it down, suddenly, a ten-inch long piece of cloth floated down.