Poison Doctor Crazy Concubine: Three Princesses with Black Belly

They know the prince's rules, as long as he is drunk, he doesn't like to be served.

Therefore, Eunuch Qi just wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief, and hurriedly led everyone back.

After everyone retreated, the main hall of the East Palace finally returned to silence, and Chu Wuyou was already holding the wine bottle and walking towards the main hall, letting the wind blow his robe.

Seeing him going up the jade steps, Chang Le finally breathed a sigh of relief, quickly pushed the wooden board away, and jumped out of the sedan chair with a cat waist.

Finally freed and found my way home.

After standing still on the ground, Chang Le quickly rubbed her sore waist. Suddenly, she felt a very sharp gaze coming from behind her.

At this moment, she found that her spine was chilling, and she felt like she was being seen through.

No, Chu Wuyou must have found her.

Thinking of this, she quickly raised her leg and was about to run forward, but the man behind had rushed over at a fast speed and slapped her right shoulder with a palm.

"Stop! The Crown Prince didn't know that the assassin was in the sedan chair and said, who are you?"

Although Chu Wuyou was drunk, he was still a little sober. His force was so strong that Chang Le's shoulders hurt like tears. She couldn't imagine how deep his spiritual power was.

"Why should I tell you? I want to know, guess for yourself!" After Chang Le finished speaking, he raised his eyebrows coldly, stamped his right leg, and stepped hard on the man's jade boots.

In an instant, the gorgeous jade boots were covered with a black footprint.

At the same time, she quickly broke free from his shackles and was about to run out of the palace, but found that there were many guards outside.

The most dangerous place is the safest place. Thinking of this, she turned around and ran towards the hall.

And Chu Wuyou quickly followed like a ghost.

His speed was very fast, comparable to that of a leopard, but Chang Le was not a vegetarian either, she rushed to the inner hall quickly, and was only slightly relieved, the man's cold breath had already drifted over.

Even in her ears, there was the sound of his heavy breathing.

Suddenly, Chang Le quickly raised his eyebrows, turned around and wrestled with Chu Wuyou, both of them are masters of free combat, close-range confrontation, either you die, or I die.

But Changle is only a fourth-level warrior, Chu Wuyou's strength is so deep that she can't guess it, but she thinks that King Jing can reach Wuling, and Chu Wuyou, who has been a peerless genius since childhood, must be stronger than him.

Yaudi, a gust of wind blew in front of her, Chang Le closed her eyes reflexively, and the face scarf was blown away by the man's palm wind, revealing her beautiful and stubborn face.

"It's you, Xu Changle!" Chu Wuyou's voice was almost gnashing his teeth, he never thought that this eccentric girl was actually the nympho who dared to offend him.

A pungent drunkenness came over, Chang Le coldly shook off the face scarf, and there was a dagger in his hand, since he found out, he had to kill him to save his life.

Otherwise, don't know what he will do to her.

Sensing the coldness in Chang Le's eyes and the gleaming dagger in his hand, Chu Wuyou glared at him with veins exposed, his whole body full of coldness, it turned out that this little woman wanted to kill him.

She actually wanted to kill him.

"I know you don't believe it, but I still want to say that I'm not an assassin. As long as you keep quiet and let me go, I won't fight you." Chang Le's voice was as cold as jade beads falling to the ground, hitting Chu Wuyou hard.