C135 (1/2)

Chapter 135 - sprinkling another handful of salt

As expected, Chu Yu did not stop!

Chu Tiange let out a light harrumph, when the assassin approached, the whip in his hand seemed to have gained a life of its own, and lapped towards the people outside the carriage.

That person was caught off guard and the black cloth cloth was removed from his face. At the same time, the bamboo tube that was used to blow the knockout powder fell to the ground.

”Tell Chu Yu not to continue messing around, otherwise, this princess will not recognize him as my big brother anymore!”

At this time, Chu Tiange was dressed in fiery red clothes, his eyebrows were perky, the inner strength around his body was surging, and as his hair fluttered, it made people feel a chill in their hearts.

When the other assassins heard this, they stopped fighting.

Chu Tiange's heavy eyes slowly swept across the faces of everyone present, ”Still not leaving?”

Everyone glanced at each other and quickly left.

Very quickly, Chu Yu found out about the failure of the assassination tonight.

He angrily slapped the table, his eyes narrowed, ”From start to finish, only saw Tian Ge?”

The leader of the hidden guards knelt on one knee on the ground and lowered his head. ”Yes.”

Chu Yu frowned even more. Chu Yin was very cunning, perhaps he had already headed to the capital?

After pondering for a moment, he instructed, ”Inform the guards at the city gate that once Chu Yin is discovered, they will immediately come to report!”

”Your Highness, the guards may not recognize the seventh prince …”

”Are you trash?” The anger on Chu Yu's face became even stronger, ”Do you still need me to teach you?”

The leader of the Dark Guard was so anxious that he started sweating. ”Your subordinate understands!”

The guards at the city gate quickly received Chu Yin's portrait. After everyone looked at it, they quickly burnt it down.

*

When he woke up the next day, there were a few dark clouds floating in the sky. It seemed as if it might rain at any moment.

Wei Qing helped Prime Minister Wei up, then personally fed him medicine and porridge. After he fell asleep, she continued to study a game of chess.

Ever since Chu Yin left, she had been deliberately not thinking about him, but the more it was like that, the more complicated her thoughts became. At the same time, Chu Yin's handsome face became clearer and clearer in her mind.

A pigeon flapped its wings and landed on the desk.

Wei Qing blinked her eyes, threw the chess pieces into the chess box and walked towards the desk.

The pigeon was obviously not afraid of humans. When Wei Qing looked at its black eyes, the corner of her mouth curled up.

Picking up the pigeon with both hands, he discovered the bamboo tube that was tied to the leg of the pigeon.

Surprised and delighted, she quickly dismissed it.

It was a letter Chu Yin had given her.

There were only a few numbers, but it was enough to make her feel a strong sense of longing.

She kept the short note well and wanted to write him a reply.

However, after thinking about it many times, he felt that it wasn't appropriate when he was writing.

The pigeon cooed as she ordered Painted Beauty to go find some food for it.

Painted Man smiled as he looked at Wei Qing ambiguously.

Wei Qing scratched her head in annoyance, how was she going to write this?

After thinking about it for a while, her eyes lit up and she quickly drew a few strokes on the paper.

Missing him, worried about him, how is he now?

When Wei Qing placed the short note into the bamboo tube and was about to release it, she heard a call from the butler, the empress dowager!

Wei Qing's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the empress dowager's headache had worsened?