"Chu San?" Su Luo was pulled away in a hurry, and when she raised her head, she saw a familiar profile face.
From the moment he met Chu San until now, he has always been sunny and enthusiastic, and has never been so solemn and anxious like now.
"What...what's wrong with you?" Su Luo is so smart. To be able to make Chu San be so anxious is ninety-nine percent to save people.
And to save people...who to save?
Su Luo's whole body stiffened slightly.
Chu San didn't say a word, just pulled Su Luo and walked quickly.
The little prince, who was staring at half of the panda eyes, rushed up from behind and grabbed Su Luo's other hand: "Don't leave!"
Chu San was depressed and had nowhere to vent, and immediately yelled at the young boy: "You little brat..."
When he saw the young boy's face clearly, his voice stopped suddenly.
The young boy raised his chin provocatively towards Chu San: "Scold me, keep scolding me!"
Chu San broke into cold sweat.
Now he finally understood that the reason why Murong Mo was escorted away by a group of aggressive palace guards was because he must have offended the young prince.
"Your Highness, the young prince." Chu San bowed to the young prince, "I was so anxious that I offended you just now. Please forgive me."
After saying that, Chu San pulled Su Luo and continued to run quickly without slowing down.
"Wherever you go, I will go too!" The little prince chased in a hurry, but Chu San's speed was not something he could catch up with, so he could only see Chu San leading Su Luo further and further away, until the two little princes
The black dot disappears from sight.
The little prince was so angry that he clenched his fists and yelled at the guards: "Chase me!"
The little prince was most agitated. After Chu San hurriedly took Su Luo away and aroused his curiosity, it was impossible for him to pretend that this incident had never happened!
At this moment, Chu San took Su Luo on a horse and rushed towards the Nangong family headquarters.
This is a horse racing thousands of miles, as fast as the wind and lightning.
Its back is wide enough to accommodate ten people, but at this moment, there are only two people sitting across from each other.
Su Luo frowned and looked at Chu San, but Chu San was also looking at Su Luo with an unspeakable expression, but he hesitated to speak.
"Tell me." Su Luo looked at him, "Who do you want to take me to see?"
Seeing Su Luo's calm expression, Chu San's eyebrows furrowed deeply, and his expression was quite unkind.
"If there's nothing else, I..." Su Luo tried to jump off the Wanli Saifengju, but Chu San called out to him.
"Don't you know anything at all?" Chu San looked at Su Luo's slender back with a gloomy look, with a hint of complaint, "You really don't know anything?"
"What?" Su Luo stood on the Wanli Saifengju, looking down at Chu San who was sitting opposite her with a deep gaze.
"Nangong Liuyun is about to die." Chu San's sudden words made Su Luo subconsciously take a step back and almost roll off the Wanli Saifengju.
Fortunately, Chu San reacted quickly and grabbed Su Luo, pulling her stiff body up from the side of Wanli Sai Fengju.
"It seems that you are not completely indifferent." Chu San slowly breathed a sigh of relief. What he was most afraid of was Su Luo's indifference. If this was the case, Chu San really didn't know if he would hate her.
Su Luo was pulled up and sat stiffly on the Wanli Saifengju. She wanted to open her mouth several times, but couldn't find any words.
Chu San looked at Su Luo like this, sighed, sat next to her and looked at her.
"Is he really?" Su Luo clasped her knees with her hands and looked sideways at Chu San. In her beautiful and clear eyes, she seemed at a loss as if her soul had been taken away.