Although Xiao Ling was held in his arms, she still had no intention of getting close to him.

Especially when he noticed that Chu Zei's face was pressed against his shoulder, he became inexplicably even more panicked.

Could it be that this Chu thief has already smelled the scent on me?

A person's body odor is definitely something that cannot be concealed. Xiao Ling came in a hurry and had no time to deal with it.

Perhaps he had already made up his mind, Xiao Ling took a deep breath in secret.

Asked: "What do you want to do..."

"Madam, let's rebel."

Hearing Tang'er's question, Chu Yi suddenly said this, and stated in a very firm tone:

"I can't stand it anymore!"

Xiao Ling: “???”

You, Chu thief? Don't you already know my identity?

She really couldn't understand. Even if she didn't associate herself with the little emperor, she shouldn't have made such a sudden decision to rebel, right?

Perhaps because he knew that Chen Tang didn't know the situation, after thinking about it, Chu Yi decided to tell him about this very embarrassing thing.

"Tang'er, I really can't accept it..."

"The little emperor really has a special sexual orientation. At the palace banquet, your husband... I was kissed by him!"

By the end of his speech, Chu Yi's tone sounded particularly depressed.

"Tell me, this kind of person is just courting death. I feel sick just thinking about it now, bah—"

"I feel like I still smell of alcohol."

Having said that, he couldn't help but take a deep breath of the fragrance of the person in his arms.

Xiao Ling: “…”

The mood is extremely complicated, really.