Ye Chuchu didn't know how long she cried. When she calmed down, there was only one thought in her mind... revenge!
She must take revenge. She lost everything she cared about, so she would make Ye Weiwei lose everything she cared about.
So, after reorganizing his mood, Ye Chuchu changed his state and slowly walked towards the king's room.
At this moment, the king had just finished video chatting with Wen Xiaoxiao, and his precious daughter was still in Shengguo, fighting against Xiao Jamhan. This gave the king a headache.
But he had no choice but to spoil his daughter, so he could only endure it now.
"His Royal Highness." When Ye Chuchu came over, he carefully observed the king's expression and his tone became much softer.
The king raised his eyes and glanced at him lightly. Seeing that his face was stained with tears and his eyes were red, he turned his eyes and said in a mocking tone: "Why...you want to stage Meng Jiangnu crying at the Great Wall here?"
Ye Chuchu endured the unhappiness in her heart, walked over slowly, knelt down in front of the king, pursed her lips gently, and said pitifully: "Of course not...
I...actually have something more important to tell you...I want to return to Shengguo and harm Xiao Jamhan's family...Can His Highness the King support this?"
"Hmph, I gave you plastic surgery so that you can be my daughter's substitute. I'm not letting you do whatever you want. Don't you understand?" The king pinched Ye Chuchu's chin with a displeased look on his face.
Ye Chuchu bit her lower lip lightly, took a deep breath, and then said: "I understand...but now Wen Xiaoxiao always wants to get Jamel Xiao...
She never has the upper hand in Shengguo... I am different. Ye Weiwei and Xiao Jamhan and I have been in contact many times...
I know how to deal with them... When I deal with them in Shengguo, I am actually helping Wen Xiaoxiao."
Ye Chuchu believed that as long as Wen Xiaoxiao was spoken to, the king would not ignore it.
Sure enough, when he heard what Ye Chuchu said, the king squinted his eyes, carefully analyzed the pros and cons, and finally nodded and said: "Well... what you said makes sense...
Our family Wen Xiaoxiao really needs a cannon fodder...but you are a woman with so many thoughts...how can I be sure that you will not cause anything else?"
Ye Chuchu smiled, but in his heart he cursed the king over and over again, the old fox, for daring to doubt so much.
"I am your country and your palace now. I have no chance to struggle." Ye Chuchu blinked and tried to look as silly and sweet as possible.
But the king didn't want to listen to her. He narrowed his eyes dangerously, and then sneered: "I have a way."
"Ah?" Ye Chuchu was stunned for a moment.
Before she could figure it out, the king had already taken an exquisite black velvet box and took out a syringe from it.
"Extend your arm," the king commanded.
Ye Chuchu hesitated for a moment, and finally stretched out his hand honestly, "His Royal Highness...what are you going to do?"
"If you raise a fox, you must control the fox, otherwise I... will be angry at the fox and cry." The king said, filling the syringe with an unknown liquid, and then clasped Ye Chuchu's wrist...
After everything was over, Ye Chuchu felt her heart beating faster, as if there was a hand in her body that was going to tear her apart again and again.
She clutched her chest and asked in pain: "What on earth...is going on? What did you use on me?"