C15 Truth

Chen Wan saw that the two of them were having a meeting, so she pulled Chen Yu up to the third floor. She gently rubbed the small ears of the Guoyue. Girls all like cute things. Chen Wan was also the same. "Ah, it's really cute... Yu, can you give it to me to raise?"

Chen Yu was just about to say something when the Guoyue mewled and dodged Chen Wan. It hugged Chen Yu's neck and climbed up, feeling wronged. Chen Yu could not see the road anymore. His feet were empty and he was on the stairs. He was still wearing the dress that the Imperial Concubine should be wearing, so he fell backwards.

"Yu!" Chen Wan cried out involuntarily. She saw a black shadow flash behind Chen Yu. Someone had steadily caught Chen Yu.

"Please be careful."

Chen Yu carried the Guoyue down. He looked up helplessly and saw a somewhat familiar face. His voice allowed him to recognize this person.

Xiao Zhenyan, who had punched him in the martial arts competition yesterday, was actually a member of the Sunset Pavilion?

Xiao Zhenyan lowered his head and was also startled when he saw Chen Yu. He came back yesterday to see the young madam was also frightened. Although the voice of the person who fought with him was tender, he could still tell that he was a member of the Sunset Pavilion. It was a man. He only found out after asking later. It turned out that the young madam had a younger brother.

... "Thank you." Chen Yu stood up straight. After all, he was Moh Feng's concubine now. Although his body was still a little weak due to yesterday's injuries, he could not always lean on another man. "We have met before. Thank you for showing mercy."

Xiao Zhenyan was about to speak when Chen Wan came over to introduce him. "Truth. This is what I told you before. My brother, but he married the Third Prince in my place..."

Xiao Zhenyan nodded. "I know. But when I met him, his name was Gray Bird."

Chen Yu nodded. He admitted it. He pinched the ears of the Guoyue as punishment. He said to Xiao Zhenyan, "That's a nickname."

Xiao Zhenyan did not really care. He just reached out and did not touch a strand of hair that fell from Chen Yu's bangs. He said, "If there's nothing else, let's go to the private room first."

After saying that, Xiao Zhenyan walked upstairs. Chen Wan also pulled Chen Yu, who did not react, up together.

But Xiao Zhenyan was not as calm as he looked on the surface.

He originally thought that if he really saw the gray bird again, he would be eager to have a spar with it. However, the soft body that had just landed in his arms and the pale and powerless face made him unable to open his mouth for some reason.

How did the soft body of yesterday receive that punch and return to defeat him? Even though the numbness finally made him fall, he still felt that this strike was powerless and did his best.

When he walked to the corner of the stairs, Xiao Zhenyan looked at Chen Yu behind him. Chen Yu was holding the Guoyue, and his delicate facial features revealed some tiredness.

It was so unexpected that it made one's heart ache...

On the second floor, Moh Feng looked at the last hem of Chen Yu's clothes when he disappeared on the stairs. He turned to Lo Zheng and asked, "Xiao Zhenyan?"

"He punched Yu in the abdomen yesterday." Lo Zheng smiled at him. Lo Zheng did not mean to say the truth, but he felt that the room was suddenly filled with extreme cold. He slowly poured down a cup of hot tea and pushed it in front of Moh Feng. Lo Zheng smiled and said, "Come, have a sip of tea to quench the fire. Don't worry. Later, I will ask the kitchen people to put some light food in the dinner."

Moh Feng took a sip of tea and withdrew some of the cold air. "Where did we go?" he asked.

"Hmm... about your relationship with Yu."

"Partner."

[Partner...?]

"What do you think?" Moh Feng asked when he saw the surprise on Lo Zheng's face. To be honest, he took it himself. Was he really just a partner?

Lo Zheng shook his head. "What will happen after you ascend to the throne?"

"I will divorce him. That is what he said. Give him freedom."

Moh Feng tightened his grip on the teacup.

Lo Zheng shook his head. He did not believe it. He saw how considerate and caring Moh Feng was towards Chen Yu. When he first entered the Sunset Pavilion, Both of them were holding hands, and it was Moh Feng's big hand that wrapped around Chen Yu's hand. He saw it clearly on the second floor. In the short confrontation that followed, Moh Feng was constantly on guard against Chen Yu's situation. He did not pull Chen Wan back. After Chen Wan went down, she went down. Moh Feng still looked at Chen Yu for a long time. He was just checking to see if he was injured.

Lo Zheng felt a little helpless. Why did the Third Prince like slapping his face so much?