Your Majesty, come back

He... didn't understand Chu Yue's useless idea of ​​wanting to watch a person grow old.

I don't want to know either.

People are actually easy to grasp. Everyone has one or another weakness. As long as you pinch the right seven inches and find the right breakthrough, and then prescribe the right medicine, there are very few people who can't grasp it.

So wouldn't it be boring to face someone for a long time? There is no challenge and no fun to conquer.

The young man's gentle tone made him feel confused. Chu Xiao only heard the young man continue to mutter: "All the Taoist priests in the palace have been killed...Why would anyone believe such absurd alchemy materials?"

Chu Yue frowned as if complaining: "He is obviously such a sensible person."

This was the first time Chu Xiao heard comments about himself from the young man, and he couldn't help being a little curious, and moved his body, wanting to listen more carefully.

"Could it be that the nonsense of charlatans is more credible than mine?"

When the young man was angry, he cursed inwardly and slapped his palm on the table uncontrollably. The tea set on the table fell to the ground with a crisp sound. When the wind blows and the grass moves, he becomes tense.

"It's okay, the tea cup is just poured, don't come in."

"My lord, someone came from the palace and said that Eunuch Huang asked you to return to the palace as soon as possible to preside over the overall situation."

Chu Xiao listened quietly to the questions and answers between Chu Yue and the attendants outside, and suddenly took a deep breath, pinching his fingertips into his palms, relying on the pain to dispel the fatigue after the injury, so as to concentrate on listening.

"You ask Eunuch Huang to stabilize the little prince first, and this king will go back immediately."

Chu Yue rubbed his forehead, and without looking at the person on the bed, he straightened his belt and cuffs and planned to leave.

A few slow popping sounds made the young man who was about to leave turn his head. Chu Yue turned around and saw the person lying on the bed staring at the door, with one arm hanging out of the bed at some point , the knuckles of the hands clenched into fists were bruised from excessive force.

Chu Yue was taken aback, "What else is there?"

As soon as someone from the palace was mentioned, Chu Xiao couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, and wanted to go back to the palace immediately to see what happened. His only son was young, and he was not like him who grew up in the military camp and was used to suffering. Accustomed to tiredness and sophistication of the world, relying on his own favor to dominate the palace, but now without his support, the so-called prince under one person is just an ignorant child.

And he, the father, is lying helplessly on the bed and can't even turn over by himself.

Seeing the person on the bed move his lips with difficulty, Chu Yue seemed to want to lift his arm up, but probably because of lack of strength, he dropped it back again, and turned his two fingers inward.

"You... want to turn over?"

The person on the bed was obviously still unable to move, but there was still a bit of aggression in his brows, and he blinked in a way that no one could refute.

"My lord, hurry up."

The people outside were urging, but in fact, a servant could be called in to do it with just a word, and there was no need to do it himself, but Chu Yue still walked a few steps towards the bed and bent down.

Chu Xiao endured his tiredness, and seeing that the bent-over man had stopped moving, he narrowed his eyes and stared at him.

The young man suddenly came back to his senses, and his arms passed around his abdomen. Chu Xiao hated being pressed against his abdomen by such a warm and thick touch, just like his few weaknesses being held in the palm of his hand, which would make him There is an illusion that I am being controlled as a mermaid.

Chu Yue's movements were meticulous and careful, even though the wound was unavoidably affected, Chu Xiao felt annoyed, so he turned his anger on Chu Yue, and slapped away the hand that was an eyesore to the young man.

Naturally, it would not be possible to gain strength with an injury, but this movement was enough to make Chu Yue pause, his eyelids drooping slightly, and his half-smile expression was inexplicably bitter.

"The voice is gone, but the temper is getting worse."

Chu Xiao let out a long sigh of relief with a calm expression, and let out a breath through his nose. His body, which had been tense at first, gradually relaxed, and he closed his eyes comfortably.

The meaning of driving people away is obvious.

Since there is no more news from Chu Yue today, let's rest at ease for the time being. The sound of Chu Yueye's horns rustled into his ears, and then the footsteps stopped short in front of the door, "Tomorrow I asked the cashier to pay you 1000 taels of silver, and you can take the money if you can leave."

As soon as the subject changed, his eyes turned to the misty night outside the door, and he added a sentence like self-deprecating: "But if you want to leave, you should leave early, otherwise when the Yuewang Mansion itself is in danger, don't blame me for harming you again."

Chu Xiao suddenly opened his eyes. Because it was too late, he could only see the slightly desolate figure of Chu Yue's back when he stepped out of the gate.

Night Breeze quickly swallowed up his back, Feng Xiaoyue Leng, as if he was gone forever.

"Ayue..."

All of a sudden, I want to make a sound to call people to stop, to keep them.

But the last thing that came out of the throat was still a hoarse gong sound.