The prince loves me like his life, but I force him to rebel

But his eyes never left the door, and every glance was filled with eager anticipation, as if he was waiting for some life-saving signal.

He had to find a way to keep the two men steady until the police arrived. His heart was like a taut bowstring, always in a state of high tension. "Don't let them notice anything unusual, we must keep them steady." The clerk kept encouraging himself in his heart, his heartbeat was as rapid as a drum, as if it was about to burst through his chest.

Gu Nianzhi nodded helplessly and found a seat in the store to sit down. She looked at her phone from time to time, and her anxiety became more and more serious. The seat seemed a little cold and hard, but she seemed to be unaware of it, and she was full of hope that the phone would return to normal. Her eyes were fixed on the phone screen, and every time her eyes shifted, she was filled with deep disappointment and anxiety.

Sima Yao stood aside with a blank look on his face, feeling puzzled by what was happening. His eyes were full of confusion and bewilderment, like a child lost in the fog. His eyes moved back and forth between Gu Nianzhi and the clerk, trying to find a clue from their expressions and actions to understand this confusing situation. His lips opened slightly, as if he wanted to ask something, but he didn't know where to start, so he could only stand there blankly, at a loss.

As time passed, the clerk's heartbeat became faster and faster, and every second seemed to be extremely long. His ears seemed to stand up, listening to every slight movement outside the door, and every sound of a car passing by would make his nerves tense. His fingers unconsciously tapped lightly on the counter, making a subtle and rapid "click" sound, which was like the rhythm of his inner anxiety.

"My phone still hasn't been recharged successfully. How about you check if I just recharged the wrong number?" After waiting for too long, Gu Nianzhi was getting impatient. Her delicate face was now furrowed, and her crescent-shaped eyes revealed anxiety and dissatisfaction. She originally thought that she could resume normal use of her phone after recharging it quickly, so as to keep in touch with the outside world and deal with the backlog of affairs, but the long wait gradually wore out her patience.

Her voice rose a few notches, with obvious questioning and urgency. Her eyes became sharp, staring straight at the clerk, as if she wanted to see through him. Her lips trembled slightly, showing that the anger in her heart was gradually accumulating. "What is going on? Why hasn't the money arrived yet?" She kept asking herself in her heart, and a feeling of being deceived surged into her heart.

"Let me see." The clerk fiddled with his phone guiltily. His eyes were erratic, his fingers were sliding across the screen in a panic, but his peripheral vision occasionally glanced at the door. His hands were trembling slightly, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, as if he was hiding something. He wondered why the two men had not been taken away by the police yet, and whether his report was any use. If something went wrong, he would have a hard time explaining himself.

He swallowed unconsciously, feeling his throat dry and tense. "What should I do? What if the police don't come?" He was filled with fear and anxiety, and his fingers became more flustered.

Two policemen appeared outside the glass door. They stood tall, walked steadily, and had sharp and alert eyes. The clerk felt relieved. His tense nerves finally relaxed a little, and his face showed a relieved expression, as if he saw the light in the darkness.

"Officer, you are here." The clerk was as if he had been pardoned, with a hint of urgency and flattery in his voice. He hurriedly walked out from the counter, his steps seemed a little hasty, and came to the side of the police. His eyes were full of expectation, and he used his eyes to indicate to the police that he was reporting the two people next to him.

His breathing became rapid, as if he had just finished a long marathon. "Finally, it's here, this is good." He secretly rejoiced in his heart, and his body trembled slightly due to excessive tension and relaxation.

The police quickly scanned the scene in the store and landed on Gu Nianzhi and Sima Yao. Their eyes were firm and calm, revealing a reassuring power. One of the police nodded slightly, signaling the clerk to remain calm, and then walked steadily into the store.

Gu Nianzhi noticed the strange atmosphere and looked up, his eyes full of doubt and vigilance. Sima Yao was also attracted by this sudden change and looked at the police who walked in nervously.

The atmosphere in the store was extremely tense at this moment, as if time had stopped.

The police looked Gu Nianzhi and Sima Yao up and down. The two people in front of him were wearing ancient costumes. The style and material of the clothes instantly attracted his attention, and they looked different and unique.

Sima Yao was wearing a blue robe, the fabric of which shone slightly under the light of the store. The robe was embroidered with exquisite cloud patterns, which were as delicate as silk threads, as if they were carefully carved by skilled craftsmen. Each cloud had a unique posture and shape, stretching or curling. With Sima Yao's subtle movements, the cloud patterns seemed to flow slowly on the robe, vivid and lifelike. The white jade belt tied around his waist was warm and white, like mutton-fat jade, inlaid with several small gems, emitting a soft and mysterious light. The exquisite jade pendant he wore was even more exquisite, reflecting colorful brilliance in the interweaving of light and shadow, as if it contained endless stories and secrets. His long hair was tied up high, and a few strands of hair fell down, adding a bit of unruly and unrestrained. On his heroic face, with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, a straight nose, and slightly upturned lips, he had a touch of perseverance and confidence that was not easily detected. The whole person standing there looked like a nobleman walking out of an ancient scroll, exuding an innate noble temperament.

Gu Nianzhi was wearing a pink Luo skirt, the fabric of which was as light as gauze, swaying gently with her movements, as if it were the petals of peach blossoms blooming in spring, light and agile. The sleeves of her skirt fluttered, and every swing was like a beautiful poem written in the air. The exquisite hairpin in her hair was made of gold and silver, inlaid with pearls and gems, and sparkled brightly under the light, like the twinkling stars in the night sky. Her face was as white as jade, her facial features were delicate as a painting, her eyebrows were as dark as distant ink, her eyes were like autumn water, and her lips were as delicate as cherries. Every subtle expression carried a classical charm and elegant temperament, as if she was a fairy walking out of an ancient painting of ladies, beautiful and moving, making people fall in love with her.

They have a dignified and handsome appearance, which makes them particularly eye-catching in this bustling and modern crowd. People around them can't help but cast curious and amazed glances at them, as if time has gone back to that ancient and mysterious era.

The policeman thought to himself that based on his many years of experience in handling cases, if a person wants to commit a crime, he will normally try to dress low-key and blend into the surrounding environment. It is unlikely that he would wear ancient costumes that would stand out in the crowd to commit a crime. After all, most criminals hope not to attract the attention of others and try to avoid becoming the focus. But since someone has reported it, it is natural to follow the procedures to investigate it clearly. This is a duty and there is no room for carelessness.

"Surprise inspection, please show me your ID card." The policeman's voice was steady and serious, as if it came from deep in his chest, with an irresistible majesty. Every word was clear and powerful, echoing in the quiet convenience store, making people's hearts tremble. At the same time, he skillfully took out the card reader from his pocket, and fiddled with it flexibly, preparing to verify the identities of the two. His eyes were firm and focused, revealing an unquestionable determination, as if he was determined to get to the bottom of the matter. Those eyes were like two sharp swords, shooting straight at Gu Nianzhi and Sima Yao, leaving them nowhere to escape.

"I didn't bring it." Gu Nianzhi seemed to realize something. The clerk must have misunderstood something. Her face turned pale in an instant, as pale as the first snow in winter, without any blood. Her eyes were full of panic and helplessness, as if she was a frightened deer, at a loss. She thought to herself, this is troublesome, how can I explain to make the police believe me. At this moment, her brain was working rapidly, countless thoughts flashed through her mind, like a meteor across the night sky, but it was difficult to grasp a practical explanation.

Every thought was like catkins in the wind, erratic and unable to form a complete and powerful explanation. She felt as if her throat was tightly strangled by an invisible hand, and it was difficult to breathe. Words lingered on her lips, but she couldn't say them. "Will the police not believe me? Will they arrest me as a bad guy?" All kinds of worries and fears intertwined in her heart, forming a dense net that bound her tightly.

Every second of waiting was like torture, not knowing what would happen next. She stared at the card reader in the policeman's hand, and the small card reader seemed to be the key to her fate. Her eyes were full of tension and expectation, as if it was the whole hope of her life.

Her hands unconsciously clenched, her palms were full of sweat. Her knuckles turned white from exerting too much force, her nails dug deep into the tender flesh of her palms, but she felt no pain at all. At this moment, any physical sensation was overshadowed by the fear in her heart.

"Then, tell me your ID number." The policeman stared at Gu Nianzhi, not missing any slight changes in her expression. His eyes seemed to be able to penetrate her heart and see through all her secrets. His eyes were sharp and perceptive, and every slight change in his eyes seemed to convey an invisible pressure that made people dare not look directly at him.

Gu Nianzhi was about to report his ID card when Sima Yao whispered in his ear, "What is an ID card?" His voice was very low, but it was particularly clear in this tense atmosphere. His handsome face was full of doubts, and he was very puzzled by this unfamiliar word. His brows were slightly wrinkled, forming a shallow "川" character, and his eyes were full of confusion and bewilderment. His deep eyes were now full of exploration and questions about this unknown word.

Gu Nianzhi explained softly, "I'll explain it to you later. Don't say anything." Her voice was trembling, and she tried to keep herself calm. But she couldn't hide her inner tension, and her heartbeat became more and more rapid. The sound seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, weak and trembling, with endless anxiety and uneasiness. Her lips trembled slightly, like petals shivering in the cold wind. Fine beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, slowly slid down her cheeks, dripped onto the ground, and disappeared in an instant.

"My ID number is xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx." Gu Nianzhi took a deep breath and tried to make her voice sound steady. Her chest rose and fell violently, as if an invisible hand was squeezing her lungs hard, and every breath seemed so difficult.

At this moment, her heart was extremely nervous, as if she could hear the sound of her own heartbeat, "bang, bang, bang", each one was heavy and powerful. The heartbeat was like a war drum, constantly beating in her ears, making her head buzz. She felt that her heart was like an out-of-control machine, beating wildly, as if it could break through the restraints of her chest at any time.

Every second of waiting was like torture, not knowing what would happen next. She stared at the card reader in the policeman's hand. The small card reader seemed to be infinitely magnified in her eyes and became the focus of the whole world. Her eyes were full of anxiety and uneasiness, as if the card reader was the life and death symbol that determined her fate.

Her hands unconsciously clenched, her palms were full of sweat. She could feel the sweat gathering into small streams in her palms, her fingers began to turn white due to excessive force, her nails dug deep into her soft palms, causing a dull sting, but compared to the torment in her heart, this pain was almost negligible.

According to the procedure, after verifying his identity, the police would definitely ask Sima Yao for his ID number, but he didn't have an ID number, and he couldn't even tell me his ID number. It was inevitable that he and he would have to go to the police station. Gu Nianzhi's heart was instantly like a heavy bomb was thrown into it, setting off a storm.

Her lips trembled slightly, the trembling was subtle and rapid, like petals shivering in the cold wind. The color of her lips also faded in an instant, becoming pale and cracked.

Her face turned pale, as pale as frost and snow in winter, cold and lifeless. She could feel her blood solidifying, and every inch of her skin was covered with fear.

Beads of sweat kept coming out of her forehead, like beads that had broken off a string, rolling down her cheeks. The beads of sweat left wet traces on her face, like tears of sorrow. Every drop of sweat that fell was like a heavy hammer, hitting her fragile nerves.