mtl008 Chapter 179 Death Penalty 1
Chapter 179 Death Penalty 1
Whether the Prince Mo's Mansion participates in the competition is your own business, Your Highness. It has nothing to do with me, nor with our Duke's Mansion!
Chu Yue Li remained pressed against the door, in case he changed his mind and tried to approach her again.
Lu Beimo glanced at her, his eyes still carrying a complex expression.
He didn't say anything more and pushed the window open.
Just as he was about to turn and leave, Chu Yueli suddenly said, "The teams that win the laurel wreath at the Autumn Hunting Festival in previous years, if they are princes or dukes, can obtain the Dragon Guard's token."
"Although the Dragon Guard is not large in number, it is very important for the defense of the capital. It can be said that whoever obtains the Dragon Guard's token can control at least one-third of the capital's military force."
In addition to the Imperial Guards, the capital also had the Imperial Guards and the Royal Army.
The latter two were directly subordinate to the Emperor, while the Imperial Guard was responsible for protecting the safety of the capital and held a pivotal position in the capital.
"Your Highness has been fighting on the frontier for many years, and this is your first time participating in the Autumn Hunt. The Autumn Hunt is very important to Your Highness. If you can win the crown, it will definitely leave a very good impression on the Emperor, which will be of great benefit to Your Highness's future career."
"Ah Li, you're willing to make plans for me?" A hint of a smile appeared in Lu Beimo's eyes.
"No, just a polite reminder." Chu Yueli said expressionlessly.
But Lu Beimo seemed to be in a good mood. He took one last look at her and then lightly jumped.
By the time Chu Yue left, his tall figure had already disappeared into the vast night.
Chu Yueli let out a breath, and after a while, she went over and opened the door: "Get in."
Zisu cautiously entered, still shaken: "Miss..."
"You even dare to eavesdrop on King Mo's words? Are you tired of living?" Chu Yueli walked over and opened the lid of the luminous pearl.
The room was instantly bright and airy.
Zisu hurried over, found a robe, and draped it over her: "Miss, this nightgown... is too thin, it's all... all exposed."
Chu Yueli glared at her again, somewhat annoyed: "If you're so capable, why didn't you come in to save me earlier?"
“I’m doomed if I come in! Besides, I strongly suspect that the prince already knew I was outside.”
Mo Wang's martial arts skills are unfathomable. If Miss can hear it, then Mo Wang can probably hear it too.
Chu Yueli did not refute this statement.
If Lu Beimo really wanted to deal with Zisu, he should have done so long ago. However, she could also sense that the Prince of Mo did not seem to have any hostility towards the people of their Duke's Mansion.
Not at all.
There was even a hint of goodwill in it.
But she still couldn't understand what her past with Lu Beimo was. They had never even interacted.
Nine years ago, after she met Lu Fengjin, she would occasionally accompany him to meet and exchange a few words with the other princes, but they never spent time alone together.
As for the King of Ink, there was even less contact.
He was a young general in his youth, accompanying the general on expeditions, and spent little time in the capital.
Lu Beimo was forced into the Northern Frontier battlefield by Chu Yueli's scheme when she was twelve years old, and only now has he returned.
For five whole years, they had not seen each other once.
Where does this deep, boundless affection come from?
"But Miss, he just said... he's willing to be your slave for life, and that's not just empty talk! I... I think Prince Mo... he was very serious when he said that!"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Chu Yueli looked at her with a cold gaze: "These kinds of words must never be spread, or they will bring trouble to the Duke's mansion."
Making a prince your slave, isn't that a slap in the face to the royal family?
Saying such flirtatious things is a capital offense!