"But Your Highness, I can see clearly that she is Princess Changle, and I am very familiar with her appearance." It was Yun Hai who said this, and Yun Hai's face looked very anxious.
Yun Ruoxue also came forward with an anxious look on her face. She was the daughter of the right prime minister. Her father had a high official position, so she was not as afraid of the prince as others. She looked at Chu Wuyou cautiously and said, "I have also seen it clearly.
Could something happen to the Lord? How could he become smaller for no reason?"
As soon as he heard that Yun Ruoxue was worried, Liu'er quickly tugged on the corners of her and Yun Hai's clothes and said hurriedly: "What's going on? Sister Ruoxue, you must have read it wrong. My princess is resting over there. You can see her."
I’m tired, let’s go to the camp to rest!”
Liu Er winked. Although Yun Ruoxue felt strange, she quickly pulled Yun Hai. The two of them did not dare to say anything more, but they were full of suspicion.
Liu'er and Chu Wuyou were so protective of Chang Le, naturally they didn't want others to know that Chang Le had become so small, but Yun Ruoxue's words had already aroused Lan Xinli's and others' vigilance.
At this time, Lan Xinli, Lu Fengcheng and others quietly hid aside, and they were discussing something with their heads buried.
If Changle becomes smaller, wouldn't they be able to think of ways to punish her? After all, how can a little thing beat an adult?
Chu Wuyou's heart was trembling slightly at this moment. He originally thought that the veiled person on the other side was her. Before he walked over, she actually appeared in front of him in such a way. It was really... special.
He gently shook the warm girl in his hand and felt the heat on her body with his fingertips. His dark eyes were slightly raised, and the corners of his bright red lips outlined a rare smile.
At this time, Liu Er quickly came over with the dressing box, looked at Chu Wuyou fearfully, and gave him a careful smile, "Your Highness, this... this is where my young lady stays. Please return her to your Highness."
Slave, she still has to perform a mission!"
Chu Wuyou turned his face away in an extremely arrogant manner, and flapped his eyelids lightly, flying like butterfly wings. Then, he looked at the palm of his hand lovingly, then looked at the saint beside him, and said: "Cang'er
, you follow me into the camp!"
This saint's surname was Feng, and her last name only had the character "Cang". When she heard Chu Wuyou mentioning "Cang'er", Changle's expression dimmed, and why was her mood getting worse and worse.
After Chu Wuyou finished speaking, he and Feng Cang went into the camp chatting and laughing, leaving Liu'er standing there in embarrassment.
In the camp, two rows of palace ladies were waiting for him. Fine wine, delicacies, and delicacies were all placed on the table. Feng Cang glanced at Chu Wuyou with some confusion, and a sad look flashed between his eyebrows.
She seemed to see the love for that little person in his eyes just now. Yes, he seemed to be very interested in her, and that kind of love came from the heart.
Although she had only known him for half a month, she had already fallen deeply in love with him. Half a month ago, Dark Fantasy Palace sent her to Cang Qi to have contact with Chu Wuyou for a period of time in order to marry Cang Qi.
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She originally thought that this violent and arrogant man would not pay attention to her, but she didn't expect that when he saw her for the first time, his eyes flashed with surprise, and then he talked to her for the first time. How could he look like a violent man?
She felt that he liked her very much, otherwise he would not chat with her, talk about everything, recite poems, and even take her to the wild to experience. But now she realized that his kindness to her was just a superficial politeness.