"Don't panic! Be more courageous!" Looking at Yingying, Xu Qianxiao and Xu Ruoshi, who looked a little pale, Changle shook his head in disgust, his eyes as cold as a leopard in the dark night.
She shouted like this, and sure enough, the three of them immediately calmed down and were no longer as scared as before.
"What are you afraid of? If you stretch out your head, it will be a knife. If you shrink your head, it will be a knife. This tyrant hates cowardly and timid people the most. The more you behave like this, the more he hates him. Cheer up, I will bear the burden of anything!
"
Chang Le's words were full of the aura of a leader. Her eyes looked forward with a stern look, very moist and shining. She coldly brushed her white robe, strode forward to block the front of the crowd, and bravely faced the god-like figure.
The man walked into the hall.
"No more hiding?"
Chu Wuyou tilted his head slightly and led several guards with swords into the palace. His dark eyes narrowed dangerously and he looked at Chang Le with a sneer.
"Xu Changle, you are so brave!" He took another step forward, his tall figure looking down at the petite woman in front of him, his long eyelashes flashing coldly like butterfly wings.
Everyone was confused by Chu Wuyou's words, but Chang Le understood it attentively.
He was so angry not only because he found her hiding in the side hall, but also because of the knife she gave him last night.
Last night, she knocked him unconscious and ran away.
"I can't seem to understand what His Highness is saying?" Chang Le looked at Chu Wuyou with disdain, looking calm and calm.
"Are you still pretending to be with me? You know what you did last night!" After Chu Wuyou finished speaking, he glanced coldly at the few guards who followed behind. Those guards quickly took a step back, knowing that
There are some things you should listen to and some things you shouldn't.
"Last night... what did I do? Let me think about it, I didn't seem to have done anything. Why is His Highness so angry?" Chang Le blinked his eyes innocently, looking indifferent.
"You! Have you been hiding in the side hall just now? This has to make me wonder, what are you doing?" Chu Wuyou looked arrogant, his deep eyes shot at Xu Qianxiao, from top to bottom,
Looking at her carefully, she looked panicked and knelt on the ground on the spot.
"Your Highness, please forgive me. It's all my concubine's fault and has nothing to do with Changle..."
Xu Qianxiao was so frightened that she almost told everything, because she thought Chu Wuyou knew everything.
Changle quickly pulled her up, looked at her calmly, and said word for word: "Why do you kneel down when you didn't make a mistake? This matter has nothing to do with you."
After saying that, she quickly winked at Xu Qianxiao, and Xu Qianxiao realized that Chu Wuyou was not talking about pretending to be her, but about something else.
Didn't Changle leave the palace last night? What happened between her and His Highness? Why did she sound confused, as if there was a lot of hatred and misunderstanding between the two of them.
This time, Xu Qianxiao stood up straighter, but her face was still pale, her lips turned blue, and the cloak fell to the ground because she squatted down.
Looking at the frail Xu Qianxiao, Chu Wuyou's golden eyes flashed with pity. He immediately stepped forward, pulled her into his arms, reached out and picked up the cloak on the ground, and wrapped her petite body tightly.
Then he ordered the palace maid in the distance: "Why don't you help your master to rest?"
A palace maid from the back carrying tea came in immediately and went to help Xu Qianxiao with Yingying. However, the man who was not angry and proud had already grabbed Chang Le's wrist and said in a deep voice: "She will be disturbed here, you
Go out and talk to me!"
After saying that, he picked up Changle and walked out of the hall.