"Amman?" Chu Yu was even more surprised, "What's wrong with him?" As soon as she had spoken, Chu Yu immediately became very nervous and said, "Could it be that he is a spy?"
Moxiang was stunned again, looking at Chu Yu with strange eyes: "Princess, what's wrong with you today? You seem very off. What happened?"
Twice in a row, Chu Yu had misinterpreted his words, and even if Moxiang was usually slow to catch on, he now sensed that something was amiss. Besides, his mind was very delicate. The first misunderstanding could be explained by Chu Yu being overly concerned about Rong Zhi, but where did the second erroneous guess come from?
Without needing Moxiang to say anything more, Chu Yu knew she had asked a foolish question. Where in the world would there be such a conspicuously targeted spy? And which family's spy would aim to destroy other people's houses?
Chu Yu let out a wry smile, patted her forehead, and said, "I don't know what's wrong with me, just go on, don't mind me."