His Royal Highness the Crown Prince

Chapter 669 What should I do as a husband?
"Your Highness, please leave immediately." Sui Junluo bumped into Shui Wubei as soon as he returned to the inn.

Sui Junluo rubbed the aching brows, "Is the carriage ready?"

Shui Wubei nodded, stepped forward a few steps, approached Sui Junluo, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Your Highness, there is a person from Moling in Feifeng City. Mrs. Xi has issued a death order, no matter what the cost. Take His Highness back."

Sui Junluo's eyes suddenly darkened, that damned old hag was still thinking about her...

"How many people can I mobilize now?" Sui Junluo asked.

Shui Wubei thought for a while, and said, "No more than fifty." Seeing that Sui Junluo's face was a little gloomy, he said again: "But please rest assured, Young Master, no matter what, Ji Qiu... will keep Young Master safe."

Sui Junluo was silent, and Shui Wusai's words suddenly gave her a strange feeling.

Ji Qiu, does it have any special relationship with the original owner...

"Jun Luo, are you going back to Beijing?" came a deep male voice.

Sui Junluo raised his eyes, and saw not far away, a man in black robe standing by the stairs like a green pine. The man's face was cut like a knife, his eagle eyes were deep, like a blade, and every part was perfect.

Sui Junluo nodded, his face was calm, and there were no waves in those eyes.

Hei Zexi looked into those eyes, and suddenly felt bitter, but before he could say anything, another deep male voice came, "Xiao Luoer, come here, I have something to tell you."

Several people turned their eyes, and saw a dark black standing proudly on the edge of the corridor on the third floor, with a majestic posture that could not be concealed.

Sui Junluo glanced at Shui Wubei next to him, and said in a deep voice, "Make those salutes one more time, and I'll come over later."

Shui Wu sadly responded.

In the elegant room upstairs.

"Feng Yunran, tell me, what can I do with you?" Sui Junluo lazily sat on the soft couch and said.

Looking at Sui Junluo's reckless posture, Feng Yunran's golden eyes flickered, "Xiao Luoer, do you know that Moling sent someone to arrest you?"

Sui Junluo gave Feng Yunran a sideways glance, "You are well informed about the news." This was an indirect admission.

A few steps to the edge of the soft couch, Feng Yunran hugged Sui Junluo in, let him lie down on the soft couch, then took Sui Junluo's right arm, and carefully examined her arm bones.

"What's Xiao Luo'er thinking?" Feng Yunran asked.

Squinting his eyes comfortably, Sui Junluo said, "Now there are not enough manpower, it is the best policy to avoid their edge."

Things in the capital are urgent, if she gets entangled with the people in Moling, I am afraid that the time it takes to return to the capital will be much longer than the original plan...

"Well, it's said that husbands and wives are connected, and now I believe it." There was a slight smile in the clear voice next to my ear.

Sui Junluo rolled his eyes, and said in a somewhat arrogant tone: "It can only be said that your IQ can barely keep up with the master."

"How did little Luoer know that man named 'Ji Qiu'?" Feng Yunran straightened the iron plate that was fixing Sui Junluo's right arm, and asked lightly.

Sui Junluo tilted his head, his thoughts fell back, and he said after a while: "It seems that I accidentally bumped into it at the inn, and then he gave me some medicine." Well, it seems like that...

"All the medicines have been taken? When did little Luoer become so wary?" Feng Yunran glanced at Sui Junluo, with a strange tone.

Sui Junluo frowned slightly, "I thought she wouldn't harm me, that's all." She always believed in her feelings, but this time, it seemed that she didn't feel wrong.

"If someone gives you a piece of candy, Xiao Luoer, and Xiao Luoer abandons her husband and goes away with others, then what should I do as a husband?" Feng Yunran sighed slightly, her golden eyes tinged with helplessness.

(End of this chapter)