Lord Iceberg, please and leave!

Chapter 64
"why?"

Chu Li chewed these words slowly, a gentleness flashed in his eyes.

However, that touch of tenderness was extremely short-lived, so short that no one noticed.

For some reason, Xia Zhi always felt that when he said these words, his eyes fell on her.

Since she was still lowering her head to bandage his wound, all her attention was on his wound, so she didn't look into his eyes.

If she raised her eyes to look at Chu Li at this time, she would find the warmth in his eyes inadvertently flowing out.

"Maybe... this king thinks you look good..."

Chu Li gave such an answer playfully, then leaned there and did not move.

Excessive blood loss made him short of breath. Coupled with the bumping of the carriage and the vibration of the wound, the man's pretty brows could not help but wrinkle.

Got it!
Xia Zhi felt that this person was making fun of her again!
Forget it, don't ask!
Anyway, he saved her, she will remember his kindness, but it doesn't mean she has to marry him.

After a few more days, both her and Chu Li's injuries will heal, and she will leave here.

If you really risk your life, then it's more important to run for your life.

Chu Li seemed to be asleep, leaning there slantingly, with firefly lights coming in from the curtains on both sides of the carriage and falling on his picturesque eyebrows and eyes. Such a scene reminded Xia Zhi of the peaceful years .

If there were only her and him here, it would probably be considered a kind of beauty...

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With such a big event happening in the palace, the palace banquet naturally couldn't go on.

Several princes and lords left in a hurry, leaving only Chu Li and Bai Suqiao in the huge Qingqiu Pavilion.

Chu Jue sat on the main seat, and clasped his hands under the brocade robe, as if he was holding back something.

After the guards who were searching came back, he loosened his hands slightly: "What did you find?"

The bright yellow Ninth Five Lord sat there, looking around coldly, and Hei Shuosuo's eyes were fixed on the person who stepped forward, making people panic for no reason.

Zheng Guangzong stepped forward to return his order, first knelt down and saluted, then waved his hand behind him: "Bring it up!"

As soon as the words were spoken, a group of people came over carrying a corpse and put the corpse on the ground, fearing that the emperor's eyes would be dirty, so they did not dare to move forward.

"Report to the emperor that the assassin was caught, but the man committed suicide by taking poison on the spot."

Chu Jue's dim eyes fell on the corpse, and he played with the wine glass in his hand playfully, "Since he is dead, throw the corpse out to feed the wild dogs!"

After finishing speaking, he got up and left the chairman.

As soon as he left, people in the big yard knelt down to see him off, and Bai Suqiao hurriedly followed him.

Chu Jue walked ahead, and Bai Suqiao followed behind him, keeping a distance of one or two meters between them.

After entering the main hall, the maids greeted the ceremony immediately. After seeing the ceremony, Xianglan came up to greet him and handed the brewed tea to the emperor.

"Your Majesty, this is the Maojian tea that your maidservant specially asked your servant to brew for you, to remove the oil."

Chu Jue didn't answer. After sitting down, she looked at the desk next to her. Xianglan hurriedly put the tea on the desk, and walked out cautiously, closing the door.

As soon as Xianglan left, Chu Jue's face became ugly, and he stared at Bai Suqiao coldly, "My concubine Shen, you really have vicious thoughts..."

"Tell me, if Song Xiazhi really died today, who would be the happiest?"

"Is it you? Or your sister in Prince Li's Mansion?"

(End of this chapter)