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80. Deep Roots of Love 【6】

"Concubine, please see Your Highness, Your Highness Jin An." Xu Qianxiao saluted Chu Wuyou very elegantly.

Chu Wuyou raised his deep eyes slightly, walked up to her quietly, raised his hand, and gently lifted her thin chin, his voice was as warm as the spring breeze, "What a beauty, like a flower by the water.

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"Looking at flowers by the water..." Xu Qianxiao had no idea what this meant, and her expression suddenly became tense.

Seeing that her body was a little pale, Chu Wuyou's long and narrow eyes were slightly raised, her expression was thoughtful, and her eyes were even more unfathomable.

Chang Le in the side hall looked ahead quietly. "Photography of Flowers by the Water" was the song she sang when she met the prince last night. Unexpectedly, he remembered it.

Because of time constraints, she did not tell her elder sister about the song. She thought that her elder sister knew a little bit about it, but she didn't expect that she didn't remember the title of the song.

Xu Qianxiao couldn't remember what the word was, thinking that it should be the word His Highness used to praise her, so she hurriedly covered her lips with her hand and coughed lightly to resolve the embarrassment at the scene.

Seeing Xu Qian smiled and coughed lightly, Chu Wuyou's unfathomable eyes became a little worried, "Since you are not in good health, why do you still wear so little? Are all the people around you bastards?"

Chu Wuyou lowered his eyelids, his expression showing a ruthless coldness. After a moment of tenderness, he immediately returned to his bloodthirsty expression.

These words frightened Jiu'er and quickly knelt on the ground, kowtowed to him and said: "Your Highness, please forgive me. I see that the weather is getting warmer, so I let the beauty wear it like this. It is said that women only want to please their appearance, and we beauties also care about it.

Your Highness, you don't have enough clothes."

Chu Wuyou glanced at Jiu'er with a frosty face, flicked his cloak coldly, and said in a deep voice: "Get out!"

Jiuer was so frightened that he wiped his sweat and hurriedly retreated from the palace door.

After Jiu'er left, the entire hall instantly fell into a quiet atmosphere, and the atmosphere was even a little awkward.

Chu Wuyou raised his eyes and glanced at Xu Qianxiao. He always felt that they were very strange to each other, as if they had never met before.

Her expression also became a little nervous and cautious, and she was not as generous as before. Before, her birthday wishes to him were warm, so that he could feel her kindness from the bottom of his heart.

But now, he felt that there seemed to be a gap between them that was difficult to cross.

"Are you still cold?" When he opened his mouth, Chu Wuyou's voice was a little stiff, but after it stiffened, he had neatly taken off the cloak from his shoulders, stepped forward and gently put it on Xu Qianxiao.

Although his movements were so tender, there was no expression on his face.

Xu Qianxiao bit her lip in excitement and tried to appear very calm. She stretched out her hand to touch the manly cloak and said hurriedly: "It's not cold now. Thank you for your concern, Your Highness."

Chu Wuyou now felt that the temperament of the woman in front of him was a little different from last time, but he couldn't tell what was different.

Her eyebrows are still the same, and her figure is still the same.

It's just that she seems a little too cautious and not as smart as before. The most important thing is that now that he sees her eyes, he doesn't have the same throbbing feeling as before.

His heart was very calm. He was not as expectant as when he entered the palace just now, nor was he as surprised as before.

At this time, his eyes glanced at Xu Qianxiao's waist, as if he was looking at something.

Xu Qianxiao immediately knew that he was looking at the jade pendant. She hurried forward and poured tea for the prince herself to relieve his inquiring gaze.

She did not wear the white jade he gave her.

Chu Wuyou raised the corners of his lips somewhat self-deprecatingly, his eyebrows were as picturesque and handsome as stars, but there was a hint of coldness in his golden eyes.


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