Chang Le did not put on the face of a resentful woman, but looked at Chu Wuyou with an indifferent expression, "My master changed."
"Which master?" At this time, Chu Wuyou's eyes were filled with deep anger, and his expression suddenly became so bad that he felt as if he was going to chew up the master with his words.
"Well, it has nothing to do with you! As long as I'm fine anyway!" After Chang Le said, he shook his head. His body was small and swaying in place, just as long as Chu Wuyou's middle finger. He looked elegant and cute.
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Especially the way she shook her head like a roly-poly made Chu Wuyou unable to bear to get angry at her for contradicting her like before.
He was really angry when she refused to marry him last time, but when he returned to the palace later, he thought that he had to give everything to pursue the woman he liked. She was a little willful and he just tolerated her. He believed that as time went by, she would definitely be moved.
This is what Liluo advised him.
So this time, he was not angry at her rudeness, but adopted a gentle policy, trying to touch her with his tenderness. Seeing her so small, his heart felt sour for a moment, she was
It must be very pitiful to become so small.
Who is that master? When did she have another master? Why would he treat her like this if he was a master? He was really angry to death!
"Who is your master? Tell me, and I will support you!" A cold look appeared on Chu Wuyou's brows, and his eyes were like a cold light. He was really tired of living with a woman who dared to touch him. He must find her.
That man's trouble.
Chang Le glanced at Feng Cang, who was sitting quietly beside him. Without her, she might have told the truth to Chu Wuyou, but she was from the Dark Illusion Palace.
She is sitting here, how can she confess the master? What if they arrest the master again?
Moreover, she vaguely felt strange, why did the Dark Illusion Palace come out to walk the world again after not being born for many years?
"Don't worry! My master is a good man. He is just playing with me. You are such a sissy. Break the casserole and ask the truth. I am hungry and I want to eat!"
In order to avoid talking about this issue again, Chang Le quickly jumped on the dining table to find something to eat. Although his body became smaller, his appetite was still the same as before, eating as much as he should.
It is estimated that as soon as these foods entered her body, they became smaller and turned into molecules.
At this time, Feng Cang was still looking at Chang Le in surprise. Looking at Chang Le's eyebrows and eyes, they were really similar to her. The two of them were like sisters, and her heart started to tremble.
Could it be?
Thinking of this, Feng Cang suddenly looked at Changle and said with a smile: "I don't know how tall Miss Changle is this year. You and I are like sisters who have been separated for many years. We look so much alike."
After Feng Cang finished speaking, he took the bronze mirror handed over by Lianxian, the personal maid next to him. The corners of his lips trembled a little, and he held it in front of him tremblingly, and then looked at Chang Le.
At this time, she in the mirror was really similar to the little person opposite. Although they were not exactly the same, if they were replaced, it would be difficult to tell them apart.
"Gui Geng? You'll be seventeen in a few days!" Chang Le shrugged. The other person was asking her tentative questions, so she pretended not to know and answered to see if she could tell something.
"Are you seventeen too?" At this moment, Feng Cang's eyebrows flashed slightly, but he regained his composure instantly, "What a coincidence. I will be seventeen in a few days. Are you and I really sisters? Since we are so destined,