Poison Doctor Crazy Concubine: Three Princesses with Black Belly

At this time, Chang Le, who was heartbroken, was walking numbly in the night, letting the autumn wind blow her long hair and skirt.

In such a night sky, she walked quietly and indifferently under two rows of peach trees full of peaches. There was a burst of fresh peach fragrance in the air. The fruity fragrance was refreshing and very pleasant.

Faintly, Changle could feel that there was a man following her behind him, his steps were very steady, and when jade fingers wiped the cloth, she could feel that the cloth was slippery, which proved that the material was very high-quality.

This man should be Chu Wuyou, because she also smelled the fragrance of Dragon's Birthday that only he had.

What is he doing here?

Just when she was about to quicken her pace and move forward, suddenly, the man behind her hugged her from behind. His big palms with well-defined bones were tightly hugging her slender waist that could not be grasped, and his whole body, He hugged her very lovingly and tenderly, and his body seemed a little embarrassed.

"Chang Le, don't go!" Although he told her to go away many times, he really didn't want to see her go, he was afraid of her leaving back, because such a back means that she will never come back.

He was afraid that she would not come back, and he would be heartbroken because of this.

Chang Le lowered his eyes very indifferently, and did not let Chu Wuyou let go, but looked calmly at the wobbling pink fruit on the peach tree in front of him, "What's the use of talking about it now, you have ruined my life just now. Mingjie, I want others to look down on me. Now that your subordinates and Wei Yangche know about that, I’m afraid they are all secretly laughing at me, now, are you comfortable? Satisfied?”

"It's not like this, Chang Le, I'm sorry." As if he had made up his mind, the man behind him had thrown away his dignified aura and was willing to bow his head and apologize to Chang Le.

But at this moment, Chang Le, as if his heart had died, just looked ahead indifferently, ignoring his words at all.

"Who dares to laugh at you? With me here, none of them would dare! Marry me, marry me, and be my princess, okay?"

At this time, the man behind had already gently moved her body, hugged her face to face with him, he was much taller than her, but he gently lowered his eyebrows and looked at her with a warm face.

"Impossible! I will never marry you in this life." Chang Le raised the corners of her lips with a sneer. She had too much unresolved hatred with him, how could she marry him?

After marrying him, are those hatreds gone?

"Why? Changle, you are already my woman, if you don't marry me, who will you marry?" Chu Wuyou looked at Changle with great affection.

He didn't understand why all the women in the world wanted to marry him, even if they were just an ordinary concubine, they would be happy.

And Changle, as if he didn't care at all, said it so easily and refused so freely, but the more calm she looked, the more he couldn't help falling in love with her.

"Who said that he must marry you if he belongs to you? Women don't have to marry to have a way out. You don't understand me, and I don't understand you. A forced union will only add trouble and pain."

Changle's lips curled up into a faint smile, which was very relaxed, casual, and full of the mature charm of a woman.

"Who says I don't understand you anymore? I like your stubbornness, your freedom, your casualness, and your arrogance. Marry me, and I will take good care of you. I will carry a big sedan chair to welcome you into the palace. Let you be the happiest woman in the world!"

He decided to put aside all the previous misunderstandings, choose to trust her in the future, live a good life with her, and be together well.