Ru Yue Shu Yun Feng Wen Wan

"Shh!"

"what?"

Song Yue didn't hear clearly what he said and asked a question. In an instant, her head was pushed down and an arrow brushed past her hair and pierced into the car wall.

Song Yue and the other man maintained this posture, but no more arrows flew towards them.

The car door was pushed open, and Mo Shisan hurried over. He looked him up and down, and was relieved when he saw no injuries.

"It's not an ambush, it looks more like a signal."

He looked towards Sugo and reminded him.

Su Ge sat up and pulled out the arrow, but there was nothing on it. He wondered if it was a trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain. Song Yue was now a heavyweight figure, and he was worried.

He drove the carriage quickly to send her back, and then came here to look for the direction from which the arrow came. Although it was a bit like looking for the sword on the boat, what if?

After all, nothing really happened on the way back, so we need to remain vigilant enough about such uncertainties.

At the end of the alley, he relaxed a little when he saw a familiar figure, but not completely.

"Your Highness Prince Sheng, so boring."

Yi Fengbai turned around and said in an ambiguous tone, "It's really boring. It's not like some people who are passionately pursuing love one moment and become flower protectors the next. I guess it must be very interesting to win so many people's admiration."

Sugo didn't want to have anything to do with it at all. He shot an arrow just to say these ambiguous words. He was too lazy to do it on his own. I don't know where he got the leisure time from.

"If you have nothing to say, then stop talking."

He turned around and was about to leave, but paused slightly. Normally, he would have been shouted at this time to stop, so why didn't he shout?

Are you trying to stab me in the back? Regardless of face, when I turned around, he was still the same, lazily leaning against the wall, looking at Su Ge with interest, the corners of his mouth raised in a proud arc, an expression full of mockery and satisfaction.

The piercing gaze was so direct that it struck people's hearts directly, without any distortion, as if it could see through the secrets hidden deep in people's hearts, so terrifying.

He cut open all the dirt and exposed it to the air, knowing it one by one, but not telling others. He also did not forget to add a few strokes to the flesh and blood printed with words and pictures to show his existence, and even destroyed the original order and dominated it.

He liked to do this, as if to assert his sovereignty, or in some other way of expressing himself - he was actually seeking the presence of the owner of the heart, thinking that this would attract attention.

It's really pitiful.

Sugo's alarm bells rang when he was being watched. This was what he feared the most - being completely seen through.

It's like being stripped naked and wandering around in a crowded street.

His expression remained as calm as a mountain, as if he was just as curious as he was at the beginning. He turned around calmly and walked out of the alley with determination.

That gaze, following behind him like a constant presence, sent chills down his spine. This time, it wasn't the cold gaze of someone being calculated, but rather a gaze of constant scrutiny, a gaze that made him afraid to overstep the bounds.

When my whole body feels relaxed, I can't wait to sit down in the corner, sticking my head inside. I close my eyes only when I don't see anyone coming. Sometimes I can see things, which is also very scary.

But sometimes, eyes are used to explore and discover.

Outside the alley, in a tall building, a person standing at the railing put away the shiny jade ring. After appreciating today's fun events with his eyes beneath the mask, he blinked contentedly, returned to his recliner, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep. From time to time, he let out a few chuckles as if in a dream. He must have had a good dream.

The person who was left behind at the end of the alley squatted down, completely losing his previous laziness and strength. He covered his chest with his hands and closed his eyes anxiously.

Su Ge ignored the looks of others and sat for a long time. He adjusted his state before leaving. He did not forget to turn his head and look inside. He hadn't come out for so long. Could it be that he had come out a long time ago?

That's impossible. I'm right here, there's no way I can't see it.

Is there another exit inside?

Oh, forget it. What is there to be curious about?

Once we get back to the inn, it’s time to get down to business.

I was attracted by the familiar figure at a glance from afar. Is it her again?

How come he's still haunting me? I'm really impressed. I've had more than a dozen "chance encounters" with him in just a few days. Wasn't he being obvious enough?

Yeah? Is that so?

I immediately wanted to turn around and go out the back door.

"Your Highness!"

Sugo: Damn!

After a brief pause, he quickened his pace and ran towards the back door.

"Quick, chase after him!"

Su Ge laughed wildly in his heart: Hahaha! Miss Jiao, who is so beautiful, still wants to catch up with me?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

I'm afraid that even if I stop and wait for her now, she won't be able to catch up.

When he ran to the back door, the guard had already opened the door wide as usual, waiting for him to enter.

Sugo wanted to see how fast he could run, so he paced back and forth slowly at the door. Even if he was seen, it didn't matter, the worst that could happen was that he could just go in immediately.

This time it was unexpected. After waiting for a long time, no one was seen, only a carriage passed by.

Wait, a carriage?

Then I looked in the direction the carriage left. Oh, that’s good, they’ve all left, no, no.

Oh, wait, let’s look back.

Oh my god! Can she turn invisible? Why didn't I see her just now?

It seemed like a real-life tortoise and the hare race was going on.

The two looked at each other speechlessly.

"Your Highness, you must be responsible for me!"

Su Ge jumped away: "What are you responsible for? There is nothing between us, don't talk nonsense."

The woman's resentful look was as if she was looking at a heartless man who had abandoned his wife and children. Su Ge felt that he was being scammed.

"Your Highness, it's all because of you. My father wants to marry me to an old widower. You have to be responsible for me."

Sugo: Surprise!

What kind of shocking statement is this? What does it have to do with me? Why is it all because of me?

"Hey, wait, explain yourself clearly. What do you mean by because of me?"

Miss Jiao said, "My father knows that I'm obsessed with Your Highness. He says I'm a toad dreaming of swan flesh, which is simply wishful thinking. He said that if I dare to do anything shameless again, he will marry me off to a homeless old widower on the street. Your Highness, look, isn't it all because of you?"

Sugo: Surprise!

Sister, you dare to say anything out loud? How can a woman today say words like "obsessed", "toad", and "shameless"? And all of them are self-deprecating?

If it were someone else, they would have treated her as a joke, talked about her for three days and three nights, and still be treated as the number one bootlicker without anyone knowing, how great it would be.

Besides, wasn't she the focus his father wanted to express?

It's really weird to understand.

But there's something inexplicably cute about it. People who are so frank shouldn't be very common.

"What's your name?"

The man on the other side heard the question blurted out without any embarrassment or hesitation. He stamped his feet on the ground twice and said angrily: "Your Highness didn't even remember my name."

Su Ge was puzzled. Had she told him so many times? But he just couldn't remember it. And she had discovered it. Did he still need to be saved?

"It's my fault, but Miss, could you please tell me your name?"

Just one sentence made the lovely girl smile, and Sugo felt that he had offended again.

I saw her shyly saying her name, thinking to herself, since I asked proactively this time, I won’t forget it again.

"Wen Jiao! The bright moon is gentle and warm. It's a good name."