Hua Tilting looked sideways slightly, took the medicine from Dust Frost's hand, and raised her eyebrows, "How do you know?" ”

Chenshuang was afraid that he would see something, so he hurriedly lowered his head, and said more and more coldly by the moonlight: "I am by her side, so I naturally know!" ”

"How do you know that you like fragrance?" Hua tilted her suspicious eyebrows, and there seemed to be mockery in her eyes, as if she had seen something.

Dusty Frost was most afraid of his eyes, and she fled in a hurry, not even having time to say a word.

The flower fell and snorted lightly, the performance of the dust frost, saying that he couldn't see what was impossible, but he didn't bother to say it, and didn't bother to pierce it.

It's just the medicine in his hand......

The flower fell and opened the bottle and smelled it, the fragrance covered up the smell of medicine, which didn't make him hate it so much.

And he was also sure that this medicine must have been made by Su Yuetong himself, not by Chenshuang.

It is Su Yuetong's heart.

He twisted his eyebrows irritably, lifted the medicine bottle high, and when he was about to smash it, his heart was pinched again, and the action of throwing it away was repeated two or three times, and finally he was reluctant to throw it away.

In desperation, he took the medicine into his arms and took it back to his room, and he never took it off when he slept at night.

Imperial City, Imperial Palace.

In sunny weather, Su Yuetong entered the palace with Chu Yihan, the long palace road, surrounded by green bricks and green tiles, the building was magnificent, showing its majesty.

No matter which time Su Yuetong came to the palace, she felt that this place was not good-looking.

Especially, when you come with Chu Yihan.

Chu Yihan wore a prince's uniform, a purple gold python robe, a jade crown on his head, and a powerful momentum, walking into the imperial city, just like the master of the towering imperial city, so powerful and powerful, it made people feel awe.

Su Yuetong felt that following him was the safest place in the world.

If it weren't for the people who had bad scenery, Su Yuetong might have to be a Chu Yihan and a to go to the Qinzheng Palace.

Chu Chengye was dressed in a black robe, with a sword at his waist, his skin looked fair and delicate in the sun, and his instrument was magnificent, so he stopped Chu Yihan directly at this time, and said to him: "Uncle Laohuang, my father ordered that the prisoner Su Yuetong should be handed over to the main hall, and the main hall will take her to the palace of diligence." ”

Su Yuetong took two steps closer to Chu Yihan, and said in her heart Chu Chengye, this guy is looking for trouble again!

It's annoying!

Chu Yihan glanced at the little guy who followed behind him, with tenderness in his eyes, and when he faced Chu Chengye again, the look in his eyes was as cold as ice, and his tone was strong, "You are blocking the way of this king." ”

Chu Chengye had always been afraid of his might, but when he saw Su Yuetong behind him at this moment, he refused to retreat, and his tone was heavy, "This hall is just carrying out my father's orders, and I hope that the emperor's uncle will cooperate." ”

"This king is not cooperative."

"Uncle Huang, you!" Chu Chengye gritted his teeth.

Chu Yihan just returned to Jiangdu to resist the order, and now he doesn't give him face, in the long run, is he going to rebel!

Chu Chengye put his sword in front of Chu Yihan, "As the commander of the forbidden army, this hall is the son of his father, so he can't allow the emperor's uncle to be presumptuous in the palace!" ”

He didn't believe it, Chu Yihan dared to mess around in the palace!

"Yo, the Eighth Prince has been promoted! has been the commander of the forbidden army, no wonder he dares to shout with the emperor's uncle! Su Yuetong rolled her eyes angrily.

She said that she would come back during this time, and Chu Chengye was obviously more arrogant than before, and he liked to trouble her more.

Chu Yi glanced at Chu Chengye coldly, "When, it's your turn to discipline this king again?" I don't care about you. ”