The pathos in her voice was too strong. Chu Qiluo was stunned for a moment and didn't know how to respond. She was extremely confused in her heart. Who forced her to leave the prince? Ye Langxie? Impossible, and this future was promised? The prince, or Langxie
?Full of questions before she had time to speak, the witch laughed lowly: "This is all fate, this is fate..." She staggered away and drifted away.
Seeing her thin figure disappear around the corner, Chu Qiluo pursed her lips and lowered her eyes as she looked at the table, frowning as she thought about the witch's words.
The witch woman is not bad, she just falls in love with someone but cannot, so she hates the person who is cruel to her. But she will never say such words easily, and her sadness is not fake...
Tapping her fingertips, she beckoned: "Bring White Eagle here."
Lu Chun picked up the white eagle and said strangely: "Do you want to use the white eagle to send a message? Since the prince has locked us up here, he is certainly sure that we will not be able to send a message. As soon as the white eagle flies into the sky,
He will definitely be shot down immediately..."
Smiling slightly, Chu Qiluo shook his head: "You don't understand this. Ye Langxie really doesn't know that the prince has this skill? If I guessed correctly, he should have noticed it a long time ago, so he took it.
The white eagle was sent here, and when the prince sees this white eagle flying up into the sky, he will never shoot it down."
Because the prince is still waiting for the opportunity to ban Ye Langxie in one fell swoop. How could he let go of this one-in-a-million opportunity?
"Then what to write?" Lu Chun spread out the paper.
Chu Qiluo looked back and smiled: "No need to write."
"What?" Lu Chun's eyes widened: "If you don't write anything, how does Ye Langxie know what you are going to say and where you are?"
"If you write it, you can't save the white eagle." Chu Qiluo waved her hand: "Let it go. Shang Zhi is waiting outside the door. Let it go and welcome Shang Zhi in."
"As expected, it's Hui Zhilan Xin!" Shang Zhi laughed loudly and pushed the door open: "Since you want to welcome me in, in order to save Miss Lu from having to make an extra trip, I'd better come in by myself."
…
Lu Chun curled his lips, looked at him angrily, and raised the white eagle in his hand: "Hey, the prince's counselor, I'm going to spread the news, do you want to strike first?"
Raising his eyebrows, Shang Zhi smiled charmingly: "Green girl, didn't Qiluo say that the prince is waiting for the white eagle to fly to deliver the news to him, so why are you asking me?"
Pushing open the window, Lu Chun sent the white eagle to the window sill. The white eagle looked back, flapped its wings and flew away, hovering above the roof, and then flew away. Lu Chun was sure that it had flown out of the range of the arrow and that no one was there.
After being able to hurt it, he breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and prepared to close the window, but when he lowered his eyes, he happened to see His Highness the Crown Prince, who was raising his head and watching the white eagle go away.
He seemed to have noticed something, and looked away and turned to look at her. The two looked at each other, the prince smiled coldly, Lu Chun shook his hand, Qiluo was indeed right, he was really waiting for this moment, but she absolutely
Not wanting to show timidity in front of him, she raised her lips and smiled, her smile bright, as innocent as if she didn't know anything.
Under such a smile, all conspiracies and intrigues had no escape. Because it was too bright, it also made the prince's methods so dark and vicious. The prince's smile froze on his face, and he was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do.
Lu Chun suppressed his smile and said mockingly: "Your Highness, Mr. Shang is here to discuss national affairs with Qiluo. Would you like to come up and have a cup of hot tea too?"
After saying that, he didn't care what the prince's expression was, and closed the window with a snap, but he was secretly happy in his heart, it was so relieved! He sent so many people to chase them, and the first time she killed her was because of him, why don't you show him some color?
Look, they really thought that she and Qiluo were both easy-to-pink persimmons.
When he returned to the table, he discovered that Chu Qiluo had fallen asleep lying on the table with his eyes closed. Shang Zhi didn't hesitate to sit next to him calmly and turned over the book. If he had been replaced by Ye Langxie, this scene would have
It may still be pleasing to the eye, but he? Lu Chun rolled his eyes, forget it, he is the same as the prince.
She pushed Chu Qiluo: "Qiluo, the prince wants to come up for a cup of tea. You can go to bed and sleep."
"He drinks tea, he drinks it, it's none of my business." Chu Qiluo smiled lazily, changed into a comfortable position and continued to sleep.
Shang Zhi raised his brows, but didn't say anything. He looked back at the prince who had walked to the door and smiled slightly.
The prince was secretly angry, but he couldn't say anything. He had used a trick to trick Chu Qiluo into coming here. It was normal for Chu Qiluo to be petty. What's more, he couldn't anger her now. He still needed to use her as his military advisor.
To stabilize the country. Although he was unhappy, he still decided that the overall situation was the most important thing. It was just too shameless to go in like this...
Seeing the prince in a dilemma, Lu Chun was unkindly happy and smiled: "Qiluo, I'm suddenly hungry, are you hungry?"
"Miss Green, are you hungry?" The prince finally found a step and walked in with a smile: "Come here, pass the meal." He stretched out his legs and sat down opposite Chu Qiluo.
"Hungry." Chu Qiluo also raised her head lazily, tilted her head and smiled at Lu Chun with half-closed eyes: "Lv Chun, pour tea for His Highness, how can you neglect the guests."
Who is the host and who is the guest... The prince looked at Lu Chun and responded cheerfully, poured him a cup of tea with his own hands and sent it to him. Although he was a little depressed, he still endured it and smiled disapprovingly.
The servants were very fast, and soon they brought a table. The aroma was overflowing. The prince smiled slightly: "Miss Chu, would you like to have a meal? Although the dishes are a bit simple, I hired this cook from Yipin Pavilion, and the taste is very good."
good."
Chu Qiluo didn't move, as if she was really asleep, but from the corner of Lu Chun's eyes, she saw her fingers moving slightly under the tablecloth, ah! She meant she didn't want to eat, right?
Lu Chun's eyes lit up, but his face was filled with sadness. He sighed, covered his flat belly and sat aside with a pout, neither responding nor moving his chopsticks.
What does this mean? Shang Zhi looked away from the book and glanced at her strangely. He turned around and saw that the prince was staring at Lu Chun in confusion. Of course, it was difficult for the prince to ask. After all, they had different identities, so he
He coughed knowingly: "Miss Green, why don't you eat?"
"It's hard to swallow the simple food." Lu Chun shook his head and sighed, pushing Chu Qiluo: "Qiluo Qiluo, aren't you hungry? You eat first, I will lie down for a while."
Pretending to be confused, Chu Qiluo opened her eyes and looked around blankly: "Ah? What are you doing?" As if she had just seen the delicious, delicious food in front of her, her eyes widened with surprise: "Oh, food.
Okay, I'm really hungry."
He picked up the chopsticks and was about to make a move, but suddenly put them down again. His eyebrows stood up and he started scolding Lu Chun: "Lu Chun! Why are you doing this!"
"Qiluo..." Lu Chun looked at her with a bitter face and looked at her in embarrassment: "This, this is not..."
"No! Didn't you see that His Highness and the business advisor want to eat at the same table with us? How can you expect them to eat such crude things! Your Highness will be the future Nine-Five-Nine-Five-Year-Old Lord with a body of ten thousand gold.
Can you handle any problems?"
What he said was so accurate that the prince's face turned red. He should have been angry, but in his heart he felt inexplicably happy because of the words "Nine-five-year-old Master". Thinking that Chu Qiluo said these words before he was conscious, he must have always thought that he was the only one.
He is the most suitable future emperor. He smiled slightly and waved his hand gracefully: "Qiluo, you wrongly blamed Miss Lu. This was prepared by the business counselor and has nothing to do with Miss Lu. However, this cook is indeed too ignorant.
You dare to present this kind of dishes, come and leave."
Chu Qiluo's face softened slightly and she glanced at Lu Chun: "This time, for the sake of His Highness's sake, I won't argue with you, but be more careful next time!" She turned back and smiled gently at the Prince: "I'm so sorry for making Your Highness laugh.
Already."
"It doesn't matter." The prince smiled back: "What does Qiluo want to eat? Tell them and let them find another cook to cook."
"Okay!" Lu Chun laughed and raised his head in surprise: "I want to eat almond shreds, and..." Bala Bala reported more than ten kinds of dish names.
That day, Chu Qiluo gave Ye Langxie a hard time by giving him the names of thirty kinds of dishes, but Ye Langxie cooked one of them. In the end, she got drunk and tore up half of the tile wall all night long. It was considered a draw. But now.
If it were His Royal Highness, who would win?
Seeing the heaviness slowly gathering in the prince's eyes, she smiled, put her hands on the table and looked at him condescendingly: "Your Highness, these simple dishes are easy, right?"
Easy... At this point, if the prince didn't understand yet, he would be a fool. But even if they were really deliberately making things difficult, he couldn't just break up with them, so he forced a smile and said, "It's really easy."
Then everyone laughed, and the atmosphere was harmonious - except for Shang Zhi, who had innocently taken the blame. His face felt a bit bad.
After dinner, the prince and the others did not dare to stay any longer, fearing that they would come up with some dirty tricks to deal with them, so they all ran away very fast.
After Chu Qiluo ate and drank enough, she felt really sleepy, so she began to close her eyes and rest her mind.
The green spring replaces the winter spirit's routine, burning the letter with the fragrance of rose.
Within a moment, a white dove flew over and landed in front of her. She took down the letter and handed it to Chu Qiluo: "Is this from Hongyi or Dongling?"
When Zhan Xin looked at it, Chu Qiluo's expression became solemn: "They are all there."
Hongyi got the news halfway that the prince would intercept them, so she rushed over quickly. On the way, she met Dong Ling, who was speeding in light clothes. When the two of them were having dinner at the inn, they happened to see a group of people sneaking into the hotel.
They became suspicious and followed this group of people for a long time before they discovered that these people had actually entered the compound belonging to Chu Yiyi.
They found it very puzzling, so they waited outside the house for a while, hoping to get more clues.
Chu Qiluo pondered for a moment, picked up the pen and replied softly: "Just wait and see what happens, and check the past of the witch."
If she wants to perfectly defeat an enemy, she must defeat him one by one from the inside! This has always been the best way for her to treat her enemies.
"Can this white dove fly out?"
Chu Qiluo's eyebrows curved: "The prince will not think that this is for others, he will only think of the empty feet of the white eagle. I think he should also be surprised why Ye Langxie hasn't done anything yet, so this one
He will not stop the white pigeon."
To stop or not to stop? The prince drew his bow and looked at the white dove flying out of the window with some hesitation. What if it was for Ye Langxie?
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