Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

West Street.

Chu Xiaoyun was riding in a carriage back home. When she was still some distance away from the mansion, something suddenly occurred to her and she lifted the curtain to look outside.

But when I glanced over casually, I noticed a familiar figure.

Immediately, Chu Xiaoyun didn't care about anything else, asked the coachman to stop, got off the carriage and chased in the direction of the man.

The familiar figure walked faster and slower, and soon turned into an alley, and then was never seen coming out again.

Chu Xiaoyun hurriedly chased after him, only to find that the entrance of the alley was a blind spot.

She looked back and forth, but couldn't find how the person she was chasing disappeared.

I couldn't find that person's whereabouts, and the worry in my heart could not be relieved.

Chu Xiaoyun was feeling worried when she heard Li Feng's voice and someone jumped down from the wall nimbly.

Before she could blink or react in any other way, Chu Xiaoyun immediately felt a dagger against her neck.

The cold feeling against my skin made it seem as if I would die if I took a step forward.

Her breathing became rapid and she heard a man's cold voice behind her.

"Who are you? Why are you following... me?"

When he spoke the latter part, his voice became a little hesitant, as if he realized something was wrong.

"Que Yu."

Chu Xiaoyun called out the name of the man behind her.

Que Yu's hand holding the dagger trembled and almost cut her skin. He reacted quickly and pulled the dagger back in time.

"What are you following me for?"

His voice was exceptionally cold, as if he wanted to draw a line between himself and her.

The inner thoughts are very different from the voice.

Que Yu came to West Street today to carry out a mission in response to the emperor's order. The target of the mission lives nearby.

Originally, as the leader of the Xuanyi Guard, he was not required to carry out such a mission.

But he still came for some reasons.

Not long after arriving, Que Yu keenly sensed that someone was following him.

He didn't even need to look back to tell that the person following him was a woman.

The woman's steps were unsteady. She didn't look like a martial artist, but more like a young lady who lacked exercise.

On the surface, the woman behind him should not pose a threat to him and he doesn't need to pay much attention to her.

Que Yu still maintained his instinctive vigilance and took the person to the entrance of an alley where no one was around before deciding how to deal with the situation.

But he didn't expect that the person following him would be Chu Xiaoyun.

Shouldn't she hate herself and not want to see herself again?

Even though Iris told him that Chu Xiaoyun cared about her safety when she came back to report on the mission, Que Yu still couldn't believe that she had him in her heart.

When he saw Chu Xiaoyun again at this moment, he felt excited and scared.

Que Yu's heart was in turmoil, but he still pretended to be calm and distant on the surface.

"I exposed your identity. Did the emperor punish you after you returned?"

Chu Xiaoyun didn't care about his coldness and grabbed his sleeve and asked.

Que Yu was silent.

Whether his identity was exposed, whether he abused his power for personal gain, or whether he wanted to take revenge on his biological parents, all had a great impact on Que Yu's mission.

The emperor regarded the usual means of completing tasks, such as drugging, having people impeach the target of the mission and transferring him away, as means of revenge against his biological parents.

It turns out that Que Yu has no feelings of his own and does whatever he is told to do, so the emperor regards him as the sharpest weapon.

But when the weapon developed his own personal feelings and likes and dislikes, the emperor began to be wary of him.

In the past, Que Yu didn’t care about his own life, even if he was feared.

Now that he has someone he wants to protect, he learns to restrain his temper, lower his posture, and allow the emperor to order him around so that he can feel at ease.

Chu Xiaoyun was still waiting for his answer when Que Yu uttered a few words:

"Whether you are punished or not punished is none of your business."

His words seemed to indicate that he was admitting the punishment.

Chu Xiaoyun immediately showed a guilty look on her face, "It was me who caused this..."

"No."

Que Yu stopped her from blaming herself, his face stiff and cold.

"I wasn't punished, so you don't have to blame yourself."

Although Que Yu knew that if he told Chu Xiaoyun about the things that the emperor was afraid of, she would definitely feel guilty because of him.

It can even be said that, perhaps because of guilt and the desire to make amends, I would not refuse some of his unreasonable requests.

Maybe I can use this incident to be with her.

But he couldn't bear to do so.

Chu Xiaoyun felt relieved, but still had some doubts in her heart, so she continued to ask tentatively:

"Then why did you come here alone to carry out the mission today?"

She remembered that Que Yu had a lot of subordinates, and small tasks like observation should not require his involvement.

"Sometimes I want to relax and unwind, so it's okay to do some easy tasks."

Que Yu said this, looking at Chu Xiaoyun, not sure whether he was joking or serious.

"Why are you so concerned about me now? Don't you care about Meng Wenjin?"

Based on his understanding of his twin brother, he would definitely leave the capital only after collecting the bodies of the couple.

Judging from the time, it will probably be just one or two days.

Que Yu suddenly remembered that the direction from which Chu Xiaoyun came was the location of the city gate.

Has she gone to see Meng Wenjin?

His heart tightened for a moment.

"Brother Wenjin has left."

Chu Xiaoyun did not hide anything and told him that Meng Wenjin was leaving the capital today.

Really left.

Que Yu was a little surprised, and felt happy but also a little hesitant.

"Aren't you going to leave with him?"

He asked this, but if Chu Xiaoyun really left with Meng Wenjin as he said...

Que Yu had many dark and paranoid thoughts in his mind.

Chu Xiaoyun shook her head.

Those dark thoughts drifted away with the wind, and even the expression on his face became much softer when he knew that Meng Wenjin had left the capital.

It can be said that Que Yu's personality has two extremes.

He was paranoid, and knowing that Chu Xiaoyun had always been thinking about Meng Wenjin, he couldn't help but want to hold her tightly in his hand.

But without the threat of Meng Wenjin, he would become gentler, like a ferocious hungry wolf turning into a docile puppy.

He became extremely patient and was able to spend the rest of his life waiting for an opportunity to be accepted.

After they separated after the last quarrel, neither of them had thought that there would be a day when they would walk side by side on the street and chat harmoniously.

Chu Xiaoyun glanced at Que Yu, suddenly remembered something, and asked him.

"During the sentencing, someone pleaded for Brother Wenjin. Was it you who did that?"

The tone of questioning was interpreted as affirmation by her.

Que Yu was silent and did not speak.

"I can get away from the Meng Mansion's affairs..."

"..."

"And after I left the Meng Mansion, all the rumors disappeared overnight?"

Que Yu didn't want to take credit in front of her, but Chu Xiaoyun told him everything he had done as if she had seen it with her own eyes.

At the end, she asked, “Why?”

"I promised you, and I won't break my promise."

"Besides, those things shouldn't have involved you in the first place."

Que Yu spoke lightly, without mentioning the difficulties behind it.

But everyone understands how difficult and costly it is to handle those things cleanly.

Chu Xiaoyun was speechless for a moment.

She was a little unsure about how she felt about him.

Say love, it’s not there yet;

Speaking of hatred, those feelings of resentment and anger gradually dissipated with Que Yu's actions behind the scenes.

And his feelings for himself...

Chu Xiaoyun turned her head and saw the determination in Que Yu's eyes, and breathed a sigh of relief.

It doesn't matter, let time decide everything.

Que Yu lowered his head and saw the relieved smile on her lips, feeling a subtle sense of indulgence.

Finally, I couldn't help but press my chest and felt that the ice and snow there seemed to be melting, and a tender bud was quietly sprouting.

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