As soon as she opened her eyes, she was forcibly carried back to the East Palace by the paranoid pri

The cicadas' chirping in summer is noisy and annoying, and the convoy is moving slowly forward against the heat wave.

He Yue and Ning Rushong got on the last carriage. There were no guards around them, so they felt more at ease.

The vehicle is relatively small, but it is more than enough for He Yue and Ning Rushong.

"Finally I was tricked into getting on the carriage." He Yue lowered her voice and whispered in Ning Rushong's ear.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand. Her cheeks were red from the sun and she looked a little listless.

What a crime he has suffered!

Ning Rusong leaned against the wall of the car, raised his eyelids, and said in a cold voice, "That man has evil intentions, stay away from him."

He was used to giving orders, so these words didn't sound like instructions but rather like commands. His expressionless face made him look elegant and graceful, yet surprisingly cold.

He Yue glanced at him, but her flushed face showed a look of reproach, "I know."

"But I have to pretend I don't know, and you have to treat yourself as a blockhead, otherwise they will abandon us halfway, and one of us will be seriously injured. We won't be able to reach Tongzhou next month. Besides, if there is no medicine for wounds, it is unknown how long you can live."

She was an insightful person, so how could she not see it? Moreover, Mei Ran's eyes were always on her.

Then He Yue's voice was crisp, and she looked at Ning Rusong with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes, "What's the matter? Mr. He doesn't want to pretend anymore?"

"Why did you tear off your gentle mask?"

He Yue was implicated by Ning Rushong and became like this. She must be resentful in her heart, and she didn't want to hold it in. No matter how noble Ning Rushong's hidden identity was, they were both fleeing for their lives now. It would be better for them to survive first!

"I'm sorry, I will give you sufficient compensation later." Ning Rushong's voice was indifferent.

He Yue closed her eyes and snorted, ignoring him, as if everyone was a little aloof.

Ning Rushong smiled helplessly, and his cold brows softened.

He was a hot-tempered person, but he didn't think he was annoying at all.

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It was late at night, and the caravan found an open grassland and set up camp next to a stream.

After a simple meal, He Yue and Ning Rushong were also given a tent. Ning Rushong rested inside first due to his injury. The day's sultry heat had made the wounds stick together, but the fact that he remained calm was enough to show how strong Ning Rushong's willpower was.

Outside the tent, the maidservant in yellow handed He Yue two sets of clothes and a bottle of golden wound medicine in a bad mood. Although she was just a maidservant, the arrogance on her face was so full that it was about to overflow.

The maidservant in yellow was a favored servant girl. Mei Ran promised her that he would make her a formal concubine when he returned from this business trip. Then, others would have to call her aunt, and she would no longer have to do the work of a maid.

"Take it, my lord, please don't keep wearing the burnt clothes. It's embarrassing!"

He Yue took the clothes and asked softly, "Miss, can you give me another basin and bandage?"

She gave him medicine but no gauze, which was obviously intentional.

"I only found the golden wound medicine. You can ask others for the rest." The maid in yellow said in a rather harsh tone. She understood Mei Ran's thoughts. Wasn't it that he just had his eyes on this timid woman in front of him?

Looking at He Yue's beauty that was as bright as spring flowers, the maid in yellow became angrier and angrier, so she turned around and left.

Finally, He Yue got the basin and gauze from a guard.

He Yue filled a tank of water from the stream and entered the tent.

There was a dim light in the tent. Under the light, He Yue's eyebrows and eyes were extremely soft, revealing a gentle beauty.

"Mr. He, you have to bear the pain." He Yue lifted up Ning Rushong's clothes, untied the torn strips of clothes that were wrapped around him, and sure enough, some flesh was exposed.

Ning Rushong broke out in a cold sweat, but his eyes were attracted by He Yue. He had never seen her like this before.

Focused and extremely calm.

He Yue dipped a handkerchief in clean water and then carefully and gently cleaned the wound on her abdomen.

Apply some medicine on the wound and then bandage it again with gauze using the same technique.

Ning Rusong lowered his eyes, and He Yue's extremely beautiful face was right in front of him. He opened his mouth and said, "Has anyone taught Boss He to bandage like this? It looks very unique."

"My predecessor." The woman paused stiffly, "My late husband."

"Never again."

The woman sighed. Her usually cheerful and lively tone now contained resentment, and the fingers pressing against his abdomen trembled slightly.

"I'll go get some water." He Yue stood up, picked up the basin of water and walked away, her steps becoming unnatural.

Ning Rushong's eyes were dark and terrifying, and he felt very uncomfortable, but he himself could not figure out why.

He Yue outside the tent whispered, "He's really on guard. He's trying this out."

But she didn't lie. At that time, the practical courses in college were all taught by her ex-boyfriend. They were in the same class and he had good grades.

Besides, the two of them are in different worlds, so they can never see each other again.

Because of this 90% truth and 10% falsehood, even someone who is familiar with human nature like Ning Rushong could not find anything wrong. After all, even He Yue's resentment was real.

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As the night deepened, the guards and servants gradually returned to their tents to sleep, leaving only a few to keep watch.

He Yue returned to the tent, and the two of them tacitly stopped talking about the previous topic.

Outsiders thought they were a couple so there was only one bed. The two of them tried their best to keep their distance, leaving a wide gap between them.

"No one is allowed to cross the line tonight." He Yue's voice was particularly clear in the night.

Ning Rusong responded, "Okay, Boss He."

After two incense sticks of time had passed, the woman's light breathing could be heard, and it seemed that she was sleeping soundly.

He Yue was sleeping so soundly that she moved without restraint. She turned around and huddled herself in Ning Rushong's arms. She subconsciously felt that the scent was very pleasant, a woody scent with a hint of bitterness, clear and cold.

She leaned into Ning Rushong's arms again and put her arms around his waist very naturally.

With the warm and soft beauty in his arms, Ning Rushong opened his eyes. There was no trace of sleepiness in his eyes, only clarity.

Ning Rushong's golden and jade-like face showed some confusion. The woman's delicate face was buried in his neck, and her breath was hot and moist there.

His eyesight has always been good, and he could see He Yue roughly even at night. She lay in his arms very obediently.

For a while, Ning Rushong fixed his gaze on He Yue's black hair.

That was where she usually wore a white silk flower in her hair, symbolizing mourning and sorrow.

"He Yue, you've crossed the line." Ning Rushong spoke suddenly, his tone neither hurried nor slow, and if you savored it carefully you could taste something intriguing.

Ning Rushong placed his strong and thin arm across the woman's waist, which was so slender that one hand could hold it in one hand. With a gentle pull, the woman moved closer to him.

He closed his eyes, and they fell asleep in each other's arms, their breath blending together, as if they were a real couple.

After all, they crossed the line together.