Chu Yu went straight to the garden, but saw Prince Lian sitting on the Eight Immortal Chair, squinting his eyes and not knowing what he was looking at, and his expression was comfortable, but his originally handsome face looked much older at this moment.

"Your Highness?"

"Oh, it's Xiaoyu." Prince Lian saw Chu Yu, and a kind and gentle smile curled up at the corner of his lips, as if he saw his little daughter.

Chu Yu walked to him and sat down: "Your Highness feels better today?"

"It's better, these days are the hard work. You have taken the risk of finding medicine for me. I don't know how to thank you." Prince Lian looked at Chu Yu with some emotion and said.

He has always had a good impression of this little girl.

Then, his eyes flew to the servant who was laying red lanterns not far away: "Is there any happy event in the mansion? It seems that there are lights everywhere, but someone is going to get married?"

Chu Yu said embarrassedly: "That... I am going to get married to Qin Sheng."

"Ba—!" The tea cup in Prince Lian's hand fell to the ground and shattered into several pieces. He looked at Chu Yu in disbelief, with a little angry in his eyes: "Little girl, are they forcing you?"

Chu Yu was stunned: "Your Highness?"

What is Prince Lian talking about?

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==My little boy is sick again~ah~hey~hey~
Chapter completed!