บท 441: Ten Years to Mold a Sword

Chu Liuyue naturally didn't know what Rong Xiu was thinking.

His hot breath on her neck and behind her ears made her ticklish.

The gentle breeze blew over, and the leaves rustled.

Chu Liuyue instantly became alert. It's no wonder Rong Xiu kept looking at the military distribution in the Imperial City. He was preparing for this day! Rong Jiu has stayed in the Imperial City for many months and didn't even go out of the city. Now that he suddenly decided to start a revolt, there was clearly someone instigating him in the dark. This person was Rong Xiu!

Chu Liuyue could not help but ask, "Your Highness, since… When did you start planning all of this?"

Rong Xiu's low voice sounded beside her ear. "Um, pretty early on… When did Third Brother go to the Northwest Army?"

His tone was slow and nonchalant as if it was just a minor matter. However, Chu Liuyue was shocked as she suddenly pushed him.