There was no sound of footsteps from the attendants behind him.

"Your Highness." A servant bowed and bowed.

Chu Luo was startled, only then did he realize that there was only one person following behind him.

A petite person, listening to the voice, is a young woman, she lowered her head, her unfamiliar outline was covered by the night, but her tone was very respectful.

Chu Luo frowned and tilted her head, trying to see her face clearly: "Why are you alone? What about them?"

The man replied: "Return to Your Highness, Your Majesty said that you are in a low mood, so he specially sent me to follow and serve you. The others will go back to the bedroom first."

Chu Luo was still suspicious: "I don't seem to have seen you before."

The man bent his mouth, raised his head slightly, and smiled, "Your Highness, I'm afraid I don't remember. When you were still in Priest He's arms without milk, your subordinates sent you the Beast Soul Stone from thousands of miles away. .”

"What?" Chu Luo narrowed his eyes, "No milk? How could I have no milk? What does this have to do with Priest He?"

The man laughed: "Your Highness really forgot everything, I'm afraid he can't even remember his own father."

"Father? I don't have a father." Chu Luo lifted his chin and said proudly, "I am the patron saint of white witches given to my mother by heaven."

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