The demon concubine is about to flee: Your Majesty, it is difficult to serve

Chapter 628 The Lord Asks His Subordinates to Take You to Mr. Bai
Floating life is full of songs, and the songs and songs are endless.

"These injuries have nothing to do with him." Chu Xi also sat up and responded to him.

The two looked at each other, and neither of them looked away, perhaps because of their confidence.

"These injuries were indeed accidental, and you are the only one in my heart." Chu Xi put her hand under the quilt, resisting the urge to grab his sleeve.

"Why—you would rather believe those appearances than me?"

perhaps.

She only said this because she was afraid that he would vent his anger on Bai Ziyu.

Since staying by his side would make her covered in bruises.

That he.

Just let her go, even if you don't want to.

There was a sound of rustling cloth rubbing, and Chu Xi couldn't wait for his answer for a long time, but the man had already got off the bed and put on a dark golden robe, as dignified as ever.

He seemed to have finally remembered her question, and his cold eyes lingered on her slender shoulders.

"Tomorrow, this king will send you to his side."

"But."

"Back to Chang'an, this king will announce to the world that you - died at the hands of ghost corpses."

Chu Xi: "."

Did he not want her anymore?

It's really ridiculous.

She has never been a begging person, said, "I understand what the prince means."

"You understand, it's best to be yourself."

After the man was fully dressed, he opened the door and left.

Chu Xi closed her eyes tightly, two drops of clear tears slipped from the corners of her eyes and smashed into the crimson mattress.

He opened his eyes again.

Some are just cold smiles, maybe these days, he treats her coldly, and gradually there is a buffer period, so when he hears his cold words, the surprise is only a little bit.

But after getting a sure answer, the heartache was magnified ten thousand times.

She shouldn't be upset—that's the way feelings are.

Good gathering and good dispersal.

But in the end, how many people are easy to get together and easy to leave, most of them are resentful spouses in the world.

Chu Xi lifted off the quilt that had left a masculine breath, and stepped on the ground with her snow-white feet. After a while, she felt the coolness that had entered the soles of her feet, and then put on her shoes in a sense of loss.

She is free.

But—but she didn't feel happy at all. While she was free, she also lost him.

When the meal was delivered, Chu Xi ate a lot, and she couldn't help crying when she bit the meat. She obviously wanted to force her to go back, but this time, it was hard to deal with it.

She is not happy.

But it's good to get out as soon as possible. Love is built on the basis of mutual trust. Besides, she feels that she probably won't live long.

If she died accidentally, maybe the man was holding her body and crying non-stop, and he didn't know if it was the original owner's name or her name.

Chu Xiru comforted herself, but the tears kept flowing, the maid hurriedly wiped Chu Xi's tears with a handkerchief, and said, "Princess.

How about—how about you and the prince give in?

The prince loves you so much, if you give in, just "

"You just have to serve me for dinner."

"Yes, princess."

After wiping away Chu Xi's tears, the maid hurriedly put the handkerchief into her sleeve, and stood by the table, not daring to move.

—

The next day.

Chu Xi didn't pack anything either. She was wearing a plain blue dress with a white soft cigarette tied around her waist. Three thousand black hair was simply tied up in a bun, and she was ready to get into the carriage.

"Miss Wang Chu, my lord asked my subordinates to take you to Mr. Bai."

It's criminal ink.

The young man has worked very hard these days, and he has lost a lot of weight.

(End of this chapter)