Fast Travel: Crazy Criticism of the Little Ancestor, She Always Wants to Cry the Big Brother

Chapter 62 The Prince's Substitute 10
Sang Yu could clearly see the murderous intent in Chu Yuan's eyes. She was really afraid that Chu Yuan would settle accounts with her, so she ran very fast.

The shadow guard who had been following Sang Yu secretly suddenly saw his master carrying Sang Yu into the room. Although he didn't understand why his master would do this, he thought something would happen. For the sake of his master's privacy, he had already He quietly withdrew.

Therefore, he never saw Sang Yu who ran out of the phantom.

Sang Yu, who ran back to the room, patted her chest in shock and said, "What to do, what to do, will Chu Yuan kill me with a knife? I'm so scared!"

38: Are you afraid?It’s excitement, it’s the impatient desire to kill Chu Yuan (ー_ー)!!
"No, I have to find a convenient weapon quickly."

38 looked shocked at Sang Yu wandering around the room, watching her use her petite body to lift the Eight Immortals table in the room, and stood behind the door with a defensive look on her face.

No, my dear host, if you want to choose, choose one that is more beautiful and easier to use.

Isn't it uncomfortable for you to choose the Eight Immortals Table, which weighs more than forty kilograms, to cover your head?

The key is that this stop lasted for a full two hours.

Tired of standing, he carried the Eight Immortals table to the bed, and even fell asleep holding the Eight Immortals table, as if someone was going to shoot someone to death.

This is how the force skill she chose was originally used? ?
Absolutely! !
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"Fifth brother, is there any news about Li Yue, ah fifth brother, what happened to your face?"

As soon as Chu Lin stepped into the study room of Prince Rui's Mansion, he saw Chu Yuan sitting beside the desk, with five fingerprints on his handsome face.

He frowned, and walked over very seriously, "Did the father beat you?"

Mentioning the fingerprints on his face, Chu Yuan thought of Sang Yu, and his dark eyes flashed a bit puzzled.

If she wants to design him to favor her, then there shouldn't be slap marks on his face.

She didn't come back after she ran away, as if she was afraid that he would blame her...

So was the palm mark on his face made by her?
What is she trying to do?
Seeing that Chu Yuan didn't speak, Chu Lin really thought it was the emperor who hit him. After all, other people didn't have the guts...

"Isn't it really the father who hit him? I'll go and drug him to death."

The old emperor far away in the palace: You are really a good son of Dad.

Because Chu Lin was born of a court lady, he has not been treated by the old emperor and was bullied by other princes everywhere. Chu Yuan once saved him, so he has always regarded Chu Yuan as his closest brother.

Whoever dares to bully Chu Yuan, he doesn't care who he is, will secretly draw a circle and curse the other party.

"No." Chu Yuan lightly denied his idea.

Now Chu Lin frowned even tighter: "It's not the father, could it be the prince's fat pig?"

Apart from the old emperor, only the fat pig like the prince dared to...

When he was thinking about how to curse the prince, unexpectedly Chu Yuan denied it again.

"If he's not the prince, then which grandson is he?"

Sang Yu, who was fast asleep, sneezed.

38 Fortunately, she didn't hear it, otherwise she might have lifted the Eight Immortals Table and smashed Chu Lin.

"You don't need to worry about that person, I will take care of him." Chu Yuan regained his thoughts and said, "Is there any news about Chu Mu?"

Chu Lin sighed quietly, "That boy Chu Mu has been pretending to be sick at home, but in fact he doesn't know where he is. The people I sent out didn't find out any information."

Hearing this, Chu Yuan's eyes became darker and deeper.

His knuckled fingers repeatedly tapped the table. Suddenly, his movements stopped, and a wicked smile curled up at the corners of his lips.

Maybe it’s time to give that person a little sweetener.

(End of this chapter)