Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

Wen Baixu and Qiuyu had been in Ruyifang from morning until nightfall. When the street lights were lit up, they said goodbye to the woman.

"Sister Xiaotang, I'm sorry to bother you any further. Really, he is such a person..."

He slapped the boy on the back of his head and looked at the woman apologetically.

The woman smiled, glanced at the young man, and shook her head gently, "No... If this can succeed, this young man will be a great hero, and what I am most worried about now is..."

The woman looked at a house behind her with a worried look on her face.

The boy looked in the direction she was looking at calmly. It was indeed that direction...

Wen Baixu turned around, glanced at Qiuyu, then turned to the woman and said, "Instead of worrying, you might as well look forward to it. Sister Shi Niang's hatred and resentment are no less than yours..."

Looking into the woman's eyes, the boy vaguely remembered the woman in that room, wearing a costume, with cloudy eyes, and constantly muttering something. To outsiders, she was indeed crazy and stupid, but to the boy, the hatred in her eyes could not be erased, so he had reason to believe that she was not what everyone saw, and this plan would be implemented smoothly because of her.

The two said goodbye to Xiaotang and walked down the street one after the other.

At this time, the lights are on and night falls. The wide streets are lined with lights that are as bright as stars. Because the Yulan Festival is approaching, the streets and alleys are not as lively as other festivals, but all the lights are hung up, and the surrounding crowds are surging.

Ancient buildings stood on the street. Wen Baixu looked up at the lively scene and felt a sense of reality.

Qiuyu's voice sounded in the distance, as if telling him to hurry up. The young man smiled when he heard it, and the crunching sound of his feet on the snow was very obvious...

Under the night sky, the bright moon was in the starry sky, and the stars were dotted on the street and a tall building. The building was decorated with mahogany and was close to the street. On its upper floor, there was a terrace-like place, which seemed to be a private space. But there was a black figure standing beside the platform. In front of him seemed to be a white figure, with a folding fan in front of him, but his shrewd eyes like a fox were looking at the people on the street as if he was waiting for something.

After a few knocks on the door, a black figure behind the white one clenched the black sword in his hand and looked at the door vigilantly.

The man in white clothes gently put down the steaming teacup in his hand and nodded.

The man in black stood up straight and walked towards the door.

The man suddenly opened the door, and the person behind the door who was about to knock again reached out to the man, but the person standing inside the door grabbed her hand and pulled her in.

"Oh... Lord Sakuya has such a cruel heart. Don't you know how to be gentle with women?"

"Why is it you... Didn't you say..."

The woman who was pulled into the room gently stroked her messy hair, and ignored the actions of the man she called Shuo Ye, and walked straight to the man at the table on the terrace.

The fan that was originally swaying was now put away with a snap. The man who was originally sitting now tilted his body to look at the woman. His eyes were slightly raised despite his indifferent expression. He beckoned her with the hand holding the fan and put it on his lap.

The woman shuddered at this, trembling all over, and walked towards the person sitting

She walked slowly towards the man, lowering her head and not daring to look at his peach-like, warm face.

"Do you still remember what I said? Have you forgotten it so quickly?"

As she spoke, a black shadow quickly flashed behind the woman, and a strand of hair on her temple fell down slowly.

Seeing this, the woman knelt down in front of the white figure and lowered her head, but her body was trembling slightly.

"Are you afraid of me?"

The man's indifferent tone was nothing like his expression, but extremely cold.

"No...no...it's not too..."

The woman stopped talking abruptly, and raised her head stiffly, as if she didn't want to do it.

"What do you want to say?"

The woman looked at the man in the eyes at this moment. Unlike before, the beautiful fox eyes were no longer the same as she was familiar with. Instead, they were like a bottomless abyss.

The woman fell backwards in fear, her originally messy hair completely falling sideways, with strands of black hair falling on her shoulders

"No... no... I mean I was wrong and I ask for punishment."

"Oh, I thought you were talking about the Crown Prince. Do you think I can only be a little prince?"

The woman was shocked, and at this moment the white figure stretched the long fan in his hand to her chin, lifted her head, and looked down at her.

"No... that's not what I meant. I have something to report."

The white figure looked at the woman with interest, stretched out his hand to stop the black figure behind the woman, and lowered his folding fan to rest on the woman's chest.

The woman did not react for a moment. When she heard the voice behind her, she stretched out her little hand and gently pinched one end of the fan, trying to stand up with her strength.

But just as her hand was about to rest on the fan, the person holding the other end of the fan let go, and the woman fell to the ground again.

The white figure showed a charming smile, returned to the chair, leaned back, closed his eyes, and seemed to be waiting for something.

The black figure at the side walked up to the woman and pursed his lips, signaling her to speak quickly.

Seeing this, the woman didn't care about the pain in her buttocks. She quickly turned over and knelt on the ground. She kowtowed and stammered, telling him everything that happened today and what she heard.

When she finished speaking, there was a few seconds in a flash, and there was no time flow between these people, as if they were standing still. The person sitting on the chair said nothing, and the person standing behind the chair holding the sword was staring at the person on the ground.

Seeing that no one was talking, the woman on the ground thought that they didn't believe her, so she quickly explained, "It's true. I didn't lie to you. I heard it with my own ears. The young man said it."

"Then do you know where he came from?"

The white figure slowly raised his eyelids and squinted at the person on the ground.

"I don't know... I just know that he seems to have come with Miss Qiuyu, I don't know anything else."

The woman's voice was hesitant, as if she was afraid or aggrieved.

The man looked at her and slowly closed his eyes.

The man behind him seemed to understand his thoughts and quickly walked to her side, drew his sword and put it on her neck.

The icy wind was so cold along with the sword light. The woman's body was shaking more and more violently, and she kept saying, "Your Highness... Your Highness, please don't kill me. I know I was wrong."

This sound is like duckweed drifting in the cold river, with no support

"This is your second time...next time"

"There won't be a next time. Please rest assured, Your Highness. I will serve you wholeheartedly."

The white figure took out his hand from his cloak and waved it

The black figure knew what was going on, so he quickly took away his sword and stood aside. The woman hurriedly thanked him and fled.

"Your Highness...why do you want to release such incompetent people?"

The man sitting on the chair slowly opened his eyes, looked at the sky full of stars and the moon, and said, "Look at the sky, what is the most numerous thing?"

The man looked up and whispered, "Xinghe"

"What is the rarest thing?"

"Jade Bow"

"Then do you understand what I mean?"

The white figure on the chair slowly sat up, and the slender hands that were originally placed in the cloak were spread flat on the table.

The man behind him paused and said, "I understand, but if this person leaks..."

The man's mouth curled up when he heard the words. The low laugh he had originally given turned into a deep laugh. As he laughed, the person behind him couldn't help but take a step forward. Just as he was about to reach out his hand, he heard the human voice suddenly return to normal.

"She is happy to be given a slap in the face and then a sweet date. Even if she wants to join others, I will kill her before she does. She is just a useless pawn."

"Then Your Highness, if one day you were to kill me, would you?"

"You said that you will always be my most advantageous sharp knife and safest shield."

He turned around, stretched out his exposed hand, and reached out to the person behind him.

The person who was originally standing in a daze at the back was pulled back by what he said. He immediately knelt on one knee, put his hand on the ground, and made a promise to the person in front of him as if he was swearing something.

"The Milky Way is beautiful, but I only need the brightest and most brilliant one among them. At least...stay by my side until I die. I hope you can be the one to witness it."

As he spoke, he raised his chin with his hand, and looked at the person on the ground with a pair of bright and pure eyes.

The person on the ground looked at the one in front of him and nodded solemnly.

"I will protect your highness until my death."

"Then I will be watching your performance from behind, Sakuya."

Then the white figure gave him a few more instructions, and then left leisurely.

After the door was closed, only the black figure of the man was left on the terrace, swaying in the night. At this moment, a snowflake seemed to fall, and the man stretched out his hand as if he had sensed something, holding a cold snowflake in his hand. Suddenly, with a jump, the black figure completely disappeared in the dark night sky.

The sky, which was originally illuminated by bright moonlight, was now covered by dark clouds, and snow began to fall again...