Thinking of that person, Prince Yanjun felt a dull pain in his chest.
He knew he shouldn't think about her, couldn't afford to, for their relationship was a mistake from the very moment they met.
There could never be an outcome, so any further thought was a sin.
Chu Yu placed a chess piece down and saw that Prince Yanjun hadn't moved for a long time. He didn't urge him, but leisurely sipped on his wine, his mind preoccupied with thoughts of his sweetheart.
With such haste in pursuit, he thought that in a few days he might finally catch up to her.
Thinking of Yun Jinnian, Chu Yu was in an excellent mood.
In the Capital City, seeing each other was difficult, but now with his cousin as an excuse, he could see her every day.
How wonderful!
"Little uncle, what are you laughing about?" Yuwen Ya asked, perplexed.
His laugh was eerily strange and lecherous.
"Ha!" Chu Yu sneered, "Do I need to report to you what I am laughing about?"
"Of course not, of course not!"
