Chapter 64 The Prince’s Substitute 12

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Sang Yu felt that she was almost finished.

Although he performed so well at the beginning, why couldn't he control his hands and legs?

She hit the wall in annoyance and felt sad for a long time. Suddenly something occurred to her. She wrote a letter and Feige passed it on.

She had no idea that her flying pigeon was shot down before it even flew out of the palace wall.

In the study, Chu Yuan unfolded the letter paper in the bamboo tube. When he saw the content inside, he looked a little stunned.

【No exception yet】

There are only these four words on it.

Chu Yuan was silent for a moment and handed the letter to the shadow guard.

"See if there's something wrong with the paper."

But the shadow guard used many methods and couldn't see the problem with the paper.

Chu Yuan didn't believe that she would not tell Chu Mu after receiving such important news.

He asked the shadow guard to pass the letter paper Feige out again.

Under the night, Chu Yuan stood in front of the window dressed in black clothes, looking at the disappearing carrier pigeon with a half-smile.

Even if she can't be found, can she still be unable to lure Chu Mu out?

*

When Chu Mu received the letter, he was with Li Yue.

He hurt his arm due to Chu Yuan's jealousy. Li Yue felt distressed and felt sorry for him, so she stayed with him in a sparsely populated village.

Because he and Li Yue had changed their appearance and no one knew them, Chu Yuan naturally couldn't find them.

When Chu Mu received Sang Yu's letter, he thought there would be some major news, but unexpectedly he only saw the words "no abnormality yet" written on it.

Chu Mu did not agree on any special paper conditions with Sang Yu, so Sang Yu indeed only brought him these four words.

Since there is nothing wrong, why take the risk to send him a letter? Isn't this stupid woman afraid of exposing his existence?

"Tell her that she is not allowed to write to the king unless there is something important."

The shadow guard left behind him.

Then the door outside was pushed open.

"Chu Mu, it's time to change the medicine."

Chu Mu looked up and saw Li Yue walking in.

Although she dressed up as a village girl, she was also a village girl who radiated light and could not be ignored.

He looked at Li Yue carefully applying medicine to herself, with a guilty and distressed look on her face. He curled his lips and couldn't help but test: "Yue'er, my injury is almost healed. If you want to return to the capital, I can …”

"No, you can't go back." Li Yue said very excitedly and resentfully, "That lunatic Chu Yuan will not let you go."

Chu Mu drooped his eyelids and looked like he was thinking about her: "But I'm afraid you won't be happy staying here."

Li Yue was moved in her heart and raised her hand to hold his hand gently: "Chu Mu, I am very happy to be with you."

Chu Mu finally waited for these words and hugged her ecstatically.

Li Yue was a little resistant at first, but thinking of Chu Mu's contribution to her, in order to repay him, she obediently leaned into his arms without rejecting or responding.

Little did he know that just because of this, it gave Chu Mu hope.

*

For several days, there was no movement from Chu Mu's palace. Chu Yuan couldn't help but wonder whether Sang Yu had hidden any secrets in the letter.

Could it be that he is paranoid?

"Your Majesty." The girl suddenly opened the palace door and walked up to him with a smile, as if she couldn't remember what happened a few days ago. "Does your head still hurt today?"

In the past few days, she had become more and more courageous. She always walked up behind him without his permission, raised her hand and rubbed his temples.

But it has to be said that under her massage, his headache attacks became less and less frequent.

"Xiaoyu's technique is very good. I am much better now."

"Really?" The girl looked happy and lay on his shoulder, her sweet breath coming to her face. "From now on, Xiaoyu will massage the prince every day, okay?"

Still want it every day?

wishful thinking.