Ru Yue Shu Yun Feng Wen Wan

She didn't dare look again, fearing that Sugo's image would be completely replaced. In the end, she couldn't forget it. She pushed her out with her hand, and without raising her head, she asked hopefully, "Are you really my friend?"

"Yes."

"Always?"

……

"Yes."

Hesitation seemed to give her hope, and she felt stronger than ever before, and thoughts she had never had before emerged.

His eyes became extremely sharp, examining her as if he wanted to see through her.

"really?"

Shu Qingping didn't answer and was pushed heavily onto the bed. The bed curtain was lowered, creating a small area to isolate the outside world, which was safe enough.

Shu Qingping did not resist. She just needed a truth, a truth that would shatter her hopes.

When the truth was verified, tears as big as beans fell on the exposed skin, stinging Wen Jiao's eyes.

He closed his clothes and said, "I'm sorry, Ping. I'm sorry."

Shu Qingping didn't blame her. He just lay there quietly and asked, "Can we still be friends?"

Wen Jiao finally understood why she hesitated, but she didn't dare to answer her question. Facing such a face, she couldn't control herself from thinking too much.

"You have always been my friend. If you ever think of me, remember to tell me."

He got out of bed, put on a mask and walked towards the window. A strange fragrance surrounded his nose. He reacted and went to pull Wen Jiao. She also walked towards him. Seeing her fall softly to the ground, he took two breaths in a hurry and fell with her.

When I woke up again, I was already in a spacious carriage.

There was a person sitting beside the bed, her eyes never leaving her for a moment. She was curious if her eyes were sore.

The two looked at each other for a long time, but she didn't seem to want to speak, so Shu Qingping had to take the initiative.

"who are you?"

The woman finally waited until she spoke, and her tense face broke into a bright smile, and even the white hair on her head looked unusually radiant.

She twisted the quilt with her hands and asked excitedly, "Your Highness, what are your plans this time? I can cooperate."

Shu Qingping understood. This was another person who made a mistake, or rather, it was not a mistake, but she simply hoped that she was him. The stubbornness in her eyes was completely different from the gentleness on her face. It was easy to see that she was many times crazier than Wen Jiao.

It seems that I will have to live in the shadow of others from now on.

His hand subconsciously touched his cheek, but what he touched was still the hard mask. This was a habit he had already formed. After all, this mask was so important to keep him safe.

"You've got the wrong person. I'm not the highness you're talking about."

The woman's eyes no longer held the ecstasy of having regained something she had lost. Instead, she only felt the helplessness of having been abandoned. "Your Highness, I am Chu Wu. I know everything about you. You can't deceive me. Did I fall outside your plan this time? Or have I made Your Highness lose trust in me?"

As she spoke, she became more and more frantic, her eyes seeming to search for something that could prove her continued loyalty.

But it seemed that nothing could prove her heart. As if she had thought of something, she pulled out the hairpin on her head and stabbed it into her chest.

Shu Qingping realized what she was about to do and quickly blocked her chest with his hands. He was not fully prepared and was pulled onto her by the force of her stab.

The hairpin pinned her hand tightly to her chest. Bright red blood flowed down the back of her hand, leaving obvious marks on her white wrist, but it did not show on her black clothes.

Even after the pain, I still couldn't understand her madness.

"Are you crazy?"

Chu Wu hurriedly pulled out her hairpin and pressed the wound with her handkerchief. The scattered hair was already half white, and the mixture of black and white was not very beautiful.

The person who came in to bandage the wound didn't dare to look at Chu Wu for too long. He just quickly treated it and left in a hurry.

Shu Qingping could talk to her about anything, unless he asked her to let him go. Then her stubborn madness would reappear. No matter how many times she explained that he was not him, she would not believe it and would only think that he did not trust her.

"Where's Wen Jiao?"

Chu Wu was very dissatisfied that she still thought of others: "I had already abandoned it halfway. Bringing one more person will slow down my journey."