For the time being, he didn't want to pierce the paper through this window. His crown prince's foundation was not stable yet, and he had not yet sat on the throne. Some things should not be rushed.
At this moment, the two of them stepped out of Prince Jing's Mansion amidst the sound of Chu Changan throwing things angrily.
As soon as she left Prince Jing's Mansion, Chang Le took two steps away from Chu Wuyou and kept a certain distance from him. This man had such bottomless depth and scheming. He knew her whereabouts so well that she felt that she had no freedom at all.
Word.
She likes to breathe free air and hates the feeling of being controlled by others.
Besides, she still had many unresolved misunderstandings with him, such as the fact that he wanted to kill the Xu family, but she hadn't found out yet.
Even if he saved her, she couldn't really trust him. She was afraid that there was a huge conspiracy behind him. After all, he knew that she had Xuanling Qi.
After walking a few steps, Chang Le turned his eyes and stopped, and said calmly to Chu Wuyou: "Thank you for coming to rescue me just now, but I still have to go find my eldest sister. I heard that she is sick again."
As soon as he heard Xu Qianxiao, Chu Wuyou remembered the sachet. He raised his eyes lightly, "Do you know about the Soul-forgetting Cup?"
Forgotten Soul Cup?
It's not a poison that controls people's minds that's in the "Dictionary of Miraculous Doctors". Why did he suddenly ask about it?
Chang Le looked at Chu Wuyou with some confusion, "I know, what's wrong?"
Chu Wuyou's eyes suddenly turned cold, his gaze was deep and complicated, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes, "I didn't know that you, who was once timid and cowardly in a boudoir, actually knew about this strange poison. Forget.
There are no more than ten people in Cangqi who know about Soul Cup."
And she is one of them.
That sachet was most likely the one she gave Xu Qianxiao. His face was very gloomy at this time, his body was so cold that he could bleed, and there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
Her surname is Xu, and she has always hated him. How could he expect her to turn to him?
Chang Le looked at Chu Wuyou's turbulent eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up coldly. He must be suspecting something when he asked this question.
"Do you have anything else to ask? If not, I'll leave first." No matter what doubts he had in his heart, she had no intention of getting into trouble with him.
The two people were from different worlds and were hostile at the same time. She didn't expect him to save her twice before developing a friendship of mutual trust.
It is extremely normal for him to doubt himself and for him to doubt him.
"Wait a minute." At this time, Chu Wuyou had already stepped forward, grabbed Chang Le's wrist, thought for a moment, and asked in a very low voice, "Is there anything you want to say to me?"
Hearing his question, the corners of Changle's lips bloomed with cold and proud flowers. He was so suspicious of her. What else could she say?
He sent people to monitor her, always guarding against everything about her, and regarded her as Xu Huangwei's internal agent. On the one hand, he rescued her and gave her warmth, and on the other hand, he monitored and controlled her everywhere.
Or maybe she was nothing at all in his heart, just a pawn of Xu Huangwei, and he had always just made peace with himself.
"What do you want me to say? Since you have sent so many spies to monitor me, you already have your own ideas. You already have your own ideas. Why are you asking me so much?"
Whatever he thinks in his heart, he can just do it. Why bother asking her again.
Chu Wuyou's golden eyes were raised, and they burst out with cold sarcasm, "I wasn't sure at first, but now, I don't believe it, and I have to believe it. Your father wanted to rebel, and you played a role in it.
What role?”
At this point, his eyes were already full of violence, showing the murderous intention of Dixue. He pinched Chang Le even harder, with as much thunder energy as possible on his body. For the time being, he didn't want to pierce the window paper, and his prince
Before your foundation is stable and you have not yet sat on the throne, some things cannot be rushed.
At this moment, the two of them stepped out of Prince Jing's Mansion amidst the sound of Chu Changan throwing things angrily.
As soon as she left Prince Jing's Mansion, Chang Le took two steps away from Chu Wuyou and kept a certain distance from him. This man had such bottomless depth and scheming. He knew her whereabouts so well that she felt that she had no freedom at all.
Word.
She likes to breathe free air and hates the feeling of being controlled by others.
Besides, she still had many unresolved misunderstandings with him, such as the fact that he wanted to kill the Xu family, but she hadn't found out yet.
Even if he saved her, she couldn't really trust him. She was afraid that there was a huge conspiracy behind him. After all, he knew that she had Xuanling Qi.
After walking a few steps, Chang Le turned his eyes and stopped, and said calmly to Chu Wuyou: "Thank you for coming to rescue me just now, but I still have to go find my eldest sister. I heard that she is sick again."
As soon as he heard Xu Qianxiao, Chu Wuyou remembered the sachet. He raised his eyes lightly, "Do you know about the Soul-forgetting Cup?"
Forgotten Soul Cup?
It's not a poison that controls people's minds that's in the "Dictionary of Miraculous Doctors". Why did he suddenly ask about it?
Chang Le looked at Chu Wuyou with some confusion, "I know, what's wrong?"
Chu Wuyou's eyes suddenly turned cold, his gaze was deep and complicated, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes, "I didn't know that you, who was once timid and cowardly in a boudoir, actually knew about this strange poison. Forget.
There are no more than ten people in Cangqi who know about Soul Cup."
And she is one of them.
That sachet was most likely the one she gave Xu Qianxiao. His face was very gloomy at this time, his body was so cold that he could bleed, and there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
Her surname is Xu, and she has always hated him. How could he expect her to turn to him?
Chang Le looked at Chu Wuyou's turbulent eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up coldly. He must be suspecting something when he asked this question.
"Do you have anything else to ask? If not, I'll leave first." No matter what doubts he had in his heart, she had no intention of getting into trouble with him.
The two people were from different worlds and were hostile at the same time. She didn't expect him to save her twice before developing a friendship of mutual trust.
It is extremely normal for him to doubt himself and for him to doubt him.
"Wait a minute." At this time, Chu Wuyou had already stepped forward, grabbed Chang Le's wrist, thought for a moment, and asked in a very low voice, "Is there anything you want to say to me?"
Hearing his question, the corners of Changle's lips bloomed with cold and proud flowers. He was so suspicious of her. What else could she say?
He sent people to monitor her, always guarding against everything about her, and regarded her as Xu Huangwei's internal agent. On the one hand, he rescued her and gave her warmth, and on the other hand, he monitored and controlled her everywhere.
Or maybe she was nothing at all in his heart, just a pawn of Xu Huangwei, and he had always just made peace with himself.
"What do you want me to say? Since you have sent so many spies to monitor me, you already have your own ideas. You already have your own ideas. Why are you asking me so much?"
Whatever he thinks in his heart, he can just do it. Why bother asking her again.
Chu Wuyou's golden eyes were raised, and they burst out with cold sarcasm, "I wasn't sure at first, but now, I don't believe it, and I have to believe it. Your father wanted to rebel, and you played a role in it.
What role?”
At this point, his eyes were full of violence, showing the murderous intent of Dixue. He pinched Chang Le even harder, and his body was as thunderous as possible.