They knew the prince's rules. As long as he was drunk, he didn't like to be waited on.
Therefore, Eunuch Qi just dipped his handkerchief into the cold sweat on his forehead and hurriedly led everyone back.
After everyone retreated, the main hall of the East Palace finally returned to silence, and Chu Wuyou was already holding the wine bottle and walking towards the main hall, letting the wind blow his robe.
Seeing him ascending the jade steps, Changle finally breathed a sigh of relief, quickly pushed aside the wooden board, and jumped out of the sedan with a stoop.
I was finally liberated and found my way home.
After landing and standing still, Changle quickly rubbed her sore waist. Suddenly, she felt a very sharp gaze coming from behind her.
At this moment, she felt a chill running down her spine, and she felt like she was being seen through.
No, Chu Wuyou must have discovered her.
Thinking of this, she quickly raised her legs and prepared to run forward, but the man behind her had already rushed over at a very fast speed and slapped her on the right shoulder.
"Stop! I don't know that the assassin is in the sedan, asking, who are you?"
Although Chu Wuyou was drunk, he was still somewhat sober. His force was so strong that it caused Changle's shoulder to tear. She couldn't imagine how deep his mental power was.
"Why should I tell you? If you want to know, guess it yourself!" After Chang Le said, he raised his eyebrows coldly and stamped his right leg hard on the man's jade boots.
In an instant, the gorgeous jade boots were covered with black footprints.
At the same time, she quickly broke free from his shackles and prepared to run out of the palace, but found many guards outside.
The most dangerous place is the safest place. Thinking of this, she ducked, turned around and ran towards the main hall.
Chu Wuyou, on the other hand, had quickly followed up like a ghost.
His speed was very fast, comparable to that of a leopard, but Changle was not a vegetarian either. She quickly rushed to the inner hall and breathed a sigh of relief. The man's cold aura had already drifted over.
There was even the sound of his heavy breathing in her ears.
Suddenly, Chang Le quickly raised his eyebrows, followed his actions, turned around, and started fighting with Chu Wuyou. Both of them were masters of free fighting. In a close confrontation, either you would die or I would die.
However, Changle was only a fourth-level martial artist, and Chu Wuyou's strength was so profound that she could not guess it. But she thought that if King Jing could reach Wuling, Chu Wuyou, who had been a peerless genius since he was a child, must be stronger than him.
Suddenly, a strong wind was blowing in front of her. Changle closed her eyes reflexively, and the scarf on her face was blown away by the man's palm, revealing her beautiful and stubborn face.
"It's you, Xu Changle!" Chu Wuyou's voice was almost gritted. He didn't expect that this eccentric girl would be the nympho who dared to offend him.
A pungent smell of alcohol hit him. Changle shook off the scarf coldly, and there was a dagger in his hand. Since he discovered it, he could only save his life by killing him.
Otherwise, I don't know what he would do to her.
Sensing the cold look in Chang Le's eyes and the bright dagger in his hand, Chu Wuyou glared at him with exposed veins. He was filled with a chilling aura. It turned out that this little woman actually wanted to kill him.
She actually had murderous intentions towards him.
"I know you don't believe it, but I still want to say that I am not an assassin. As long as you keep silent and let me go, I will not fight with you." Chang Le's voice was as cold as a jade bead falling to the ground, hitting Chu Wuyou hard.