Ru Yue Shu Yun Feng Wen Wan

He pulled her into the room, rummaged through the bag and handed it to her.

"what is this?"

"You'll know when you open it and take a look."

Wen Jiao opened the cloth bag, but these things were still unfamiliar to her. She didn't understand why she said she would know after taking a look, until she found a letter. She looked at her hesitantly and got a positive answer before opening the envelope.

"Your Highness?"

Su Qingping nodded, but Wen Jiao didn't want to look at it any longer and handed the thing back to her: "Your Highness gave it to me? For me alone?"

Su Qingping nodded.

This made Wen Jiao even more panicked. In her later recollection, she couldn't think of when Su Ge had taken her to heart. When she was about to let him go, he broke into her life again, making her hesitant. She couldn't see her own heart clearly, so she didn't dare to keep such a disturbing thing.

"I don't want this. I have to go."

Su Qingping held her hand and said, "Take a look and see if you want to take it away."

Wen Jiao hesitated and didn't really want to see it, but when he saw his friend's determined gaze, he realized that perhaps wavering was the greatest injustice.

He took the envelope, unfolded the letter and read it word by word.

After seeing this, I felt inexplicably relieved. His Highness had no romantic interest in me.

When I realized why I felt relieved, I realized that I had actually let it go a long time ago. It was not embarrassing to have such an outstanding person driving me crazy. But time passed, the past became the past, and what followed was her new life.

Putting the letter away and picking up the cloth bag means taking everything away.

"So urgent?"

Wen Jiao smiled at her and said, "My brother has been waiting outside for a long time. See you later."

Su Qingping stood at the door and watched, feeling a sense of satisfaction like an old mother. People always have to grow up, and Wen Jiao's growth does not mean he has changed. Mental maturity can better judge whether a person is mature or not.

A smile played on his lips, just saving himself from trouble.

"Who, who is where?"

There was a clear figure behind the screen. Su Qingping stood at the door, feeling a little helpless. He took steps back, trying to walk out of this dangerous room.

"Princess Yongning, let's talk."

A man walked out from behind the screen. Su Qingping's pupils dilated the moment she saw his face. "It's you. What's your purpose in breaking into my room? If I shout, you won't walk out of here alive."

The man raised his arm, signaling her to calm down. "I'm not a bad person. I just want to talk to the princess."

"Bad people don't say they are bad people."

He turned around and was about to step out the door.

"To be honest, I'm Sugo's friend, and I want to ask you something about him."

Su Qingping became interested, retracted his outstretched foot, and even closed the door.

"Have you seen my true face?"

Before he could answer, the mask was removed. Unfortunately, there was no surprise or eagerness on his face.

"You're not Sugo's friend at all."

"why would you say so?"

"Anyone who knows Sugo knows that he looks exactly like me. You don't know him at all."

The man turned his back and said, "It's not that I don't know him, it's that I know him too well. You are not him."

Su Qingping's eyes widened: "You're monitoring me? Otherwise, how do you know I'm not him?"

"But it's rare that someone didn't mistake me for him. What's your name?"

"Yi Fengbai."

Su Qingping was shocked. He walked up to him and looked around. "Are you Yi Fengbai?"

"You know me?"

"Of course I know. I can even write your name with my eyes closed."

"What did Sugo tell you?"

Yi Fengbai grabbed her arm, his eyes filled with undisguised eagerness, even a hint of morbid desire. However, facing the face before him, he was somewhat distracted. Turning around, he asked, "What did he tell you? Is there anything he wants to pass on to me?"