Chapter 978 It’s Still Too Late to Pretend to Be Cute 5

The whip was thrown to the ground with a very heavy sound, and then bounced up lightly, hitting the leader directly on the forehead.

The man screamed, fell back, and fell heavily to the ground.

Even though the long whip had reduced its strength and bounced on the ground, hitting the forehead like this still made people dizzy for a while.

Blood suddenly flowed from the place where he was hit. The young master in brocade clothes looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old. He was used to being arrogant and domineering based on his status, but in fact he was a bully and afraid of the strong. At this moment, he raised his hand. Touch your forehead.

The hot and wet blood stuck to his hands. The man was frightened, and he was dizzy, so he couldn't help crying.

The people standing not far behind him also looked at each other, unable to react for a moment.

Su Yu was also stunned for a moment, looking at the marks left by the long whip in front of him, and then at the young master who was sitting there in a mess and crying, and then looked back towards the whip. Look in the direction.

The girl in red brocade clothes quickly took back the whip in her hand. The whip fell on her palm and made a soft sound. She was dressed differently from other noble girls in the imperial city. She was wearing a velvet red brocade dress with both collar and cuffs. It is dotted with a circle of snow-white fluff.

The long black hair is also carefully tied up with a red hairband dotted with white fluff. There is a beautiful ruby ​​pendant dotted in front of the forehead. This red body makes the person in front of her look as delicate as a flame and as compelling as a flame.

She looked young, with a bit of baby fat still on her face. Her dark eyes were emotionless, and she just stared straight at him. Her red lips were slightly pursed, and she didn't say anything. The arrogant expression made everyone feel an inexplicable sense of oppression.

Seeing this person, Su Yu's pupils shrank, and there seemed to be a bit of confusion in his eyes. His brows were slightly wrinkled, and then he watched Chu Ci walk towards him step by step.

Su Yu naturally recognized this man. He was dressed in fire-colored clothes and holding the whip that the emperor had given to General Chu in his hand. He had delicate and beautiful features, but he was very fierce when he moved his hands.

It was Chu Ci, the first princess of the Beiji Dynasty.

but……

His brows were still furrowed and his fingertips tightened slightly.

He looked at the red skirt swaying slightly in front of his eyes.

Then his chin was lifted up by the handle of the whip.

Su Yu suddenly met Chu Ci's beautiful, emotionless eyes.

Su Yu froze slightly, then saw Chu Ci looking at him for a long time, narrowed his eyes, took back his hand, and spoke.

"so skinny."

The girl's voice was slightly cold, emotionless, waxy, and had a soft taste. It sounded extremely pleasant. Just listening to this voice and this look, no one would believe that this person was that person. The princess of Beiji whom she did not dare to offend and could not afford to offend.

In fact, logically speaking, the princess must be preceded by a title, but because the Emperor of Beiji had no other brothers except Su Yu's father, and the Prince Xiao's residence only had one legitimate son, Su Yu, but no legitimate daughter, so It is impossible for the title of princess to fall on the daughters of concubines.

Therefore, the princess of Beiji did not have a title, and was usually addressed directly as the princess of Beiji.