Lu Beimo rubbed his temples, his complexion still noticeably pale.
Chu Yueli asked with concern, "Your Highness, are you feeling unwell again?"
Lu Beimo glanced at her. Ali had once told him that if he felt unwell, he could simply ignore Ye Huaian. Could he really do that? He found himself feeling a sudden, unexpected sense of anticipation. It was a kind of listless desire to not have to use his mind for anything at all.
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