Prince! The political conspiracy is not a play, the show is real

It seems that this incident has dealt a heavy blow to Tao Yao. A person who usually has a simple mind can actually ask such a profound question today.

Chu Huanjun thought for a while and replied, "Well...if you follow your heart, then it won't be considered a wrong move."

Chu Huanjun just finished speaking when he interrupted himself with a smile and said, "Why do you ask that suddenly? Besides, you may not agree with my answer."

"Follow your heart..." Tao Yao repeated these four words in a low voice, sighed unconsciously, and asked, "But in this world, how many people can truly see their own hearts clearly? If you don't even understand your own heart, how can you follow your heart..."

At this time, the wind picked up again, and the clumps of jade liquid grass in front of her swayed in the wind. Just then, a jade liquid grass flower was blown into Tao Yao's hair by the wind, like a carved hairpin pinned behind her ear.

Chu Huanjun's heart moved, and he raised his hand to take the jade liquid grass flower off her head, pinching it between his fingers and playing with it.

Tao Yao was immersed in her own sorrow and did not notice Chu Huanjun's action.

When the wind was stronger, Chu Huanjun would open his palms and let the wind blow the Jade Liquid Grass away. No matter where it blew to, the Jade Liquid Grass would surely take root in the soil and sprout new branches and leaves.

"What about you?" Tao Yao suddenly raised her head and looked at Chu Huanjun intently. "Xiao Chu, can you understand your own heart?"

Chu Huanjun didn't think much about it and quickly replied, "Of course."

Tao Yao nodded knowingly. Chu Huanjun was, of course, a confident and self-reliant man. He would always take action to achieve what he wanted, and had long since mapped out his life as a controllable chess game. How could such a man not understand his own heart?

Seeing Tao Yao's silence, Chu Huanjun turned around and asked her, "What about you, Xiao Tao? Can you understand your own heart?"

Tao Yao shook her head. She had just cried, so her voice was a little hoarse and tinged with sadness. "I thought I could understand, but now, I don't seem to understand it either."

"Why don't you understand?" Chu Huanjun raised his hand and gently patted Tao Yao's head as if coaxing a kitten or puppy, and combed her hair that was messed up by the wind with his fingers.

Tao Yao avoided Chu Huanjun somewhat uncomfortably, and raised her hand to tidy up her hair that was messed up by the wind.

Chu Huanjun froze for a moment, his free hand awkwardly suspended in mid-air, unsure where to place it. Then, he let out a self-deprecating laugh—only Tao Yao would dare to repeatedly reject Chu Huanjun's kindness.

"Every time you ask me if I want to go back to the capital with you, even though I always refuse, I'm actually always wavering in my heart." Tao Yao felt a little embarrassed herself. She smiled, touched her nose, which was red from the cold wind, and continued, "On the one hand, I look forward to going back to the capital with you so that I can avoid the hardships and dangers of wandering outside. But on the other hand, I dread going back to the capital because there's the Shi Mansion that I can't get rid of, Zuotang and Zuoqiu, and there are so many entanglements that I can't avoid or prevent... These days, I've always thought that if I can escape, I'll escape, whether it's to the desert, or somewhere else, to the ends of the earth, as long as I escape to a place where no one knows me, maybe everything will be fine."

Chu Huanjun was speechless for a moment. It turned out that in her eyes, the capital city with him was such a terrifying existence.

Chu Huanjun coughed twice, pretending to clear his throat to hide his embarrassment, and said lightly, pretending to be nonchalant: "Don't I still have me in the capital? I can keep you safe."

Tao Yao raised her head and glanced at him without saying anything. Chu Huanjun was stunned and asked quickly, "Don't tell me you don't trust me?"

Seeing Tao Yao still didn't speak, Chu Huanjun became anxious and asked hurriedly: "Why don't you trust me? I'm not a big tiger. Can I eat you?"

Chu Huanjun gently pinched Tao Yao's slender arm and said disapprovingly, "Even if I were a real tiger, I wouldn't want to eat a rib-shaped body like yours."

A smile finally broke out on Tao Yao's sorrowful face. She imitated Chu Huanjun's tone and said, "If only I were a skeleton. I could cultivate into the White Bone Spirit, and every bone would be harder than steel. I could even endure mountains of swords and seas of fire." She paused and whispered, "If I encountered danger like this again, I wouldn't be afraid of anything. Perhaps it was because I was too weak and too slow that Lu Che was injured like this... If I had been more vigilant and not drunk that poisonous tea, things might not have turned out like this."

Chu Huanjun's mood soured when she mentioned Lu Che's name. His face darkened, and he said calmly, "You have no experience in the martial arts world, so it's natural that you wouldn't be on guard. What about Lu Che? He's an assassin in Wuyan Pavilion, so how could he not even be on guard?"

Tao Yao tugged at Chu Huanjun's sleeve and spoke up for Lu Che, "Lu Che didn't do anything wrong. It was Zuo Tang and Zuo Qiu who were being disrespectful... Lu Che was badly injured and nearly died. I don't want to blame him for anything."

Chu Huanjun couldn't help but clench his fists and said, "What if you died at the hands of Zuo Qiu while trying to save him? Have you ever thought about the consequences?"

Tao Yao shook her head and deliberately hugged Chu Huanjun's elbow with a playful smile, trying to change the subject: "I haven't thought about it. Eh? Xiao Chu, why did Zhining pester you and force you to do this... that on the pleasure boat earlier?"

Chu Huanjun couldn't help laughing: "What do you mean by that? What do you mean?" He followed the clues and deliberately wanted to tease Tao Yao with evil intentions, saying: "What exactly is it? Please explain it clearly. I don't understand."

"Forget it if you don't understand." Tao Yao waved her hand.

But the next second, Chu Huanjun's hands were around Tao Yao's waist. Tao Yao had just recovered, and her body was still very weak. Before she could react, she was pushed into Chu Huanjun's arms. He gently caught her and held her body firmly against his chest.

"Is that so? Or..."

Chu Huanjun's warm and fragrant breath sprayed on Tao Yao's earlobe, and Tao Yao trembled all over with itchiness. She let his lips slide across her face, sometimes far and sometimes near, and finally kissed the tip of her chin.

"Is this still the case?"

Tao Yao blushed and quickly pushed Chu Huanjun's arms away, scolding him in a complaining tone, "Xiao Chu! What are you doing?!"

As soon as she said this, Tao Yao suddenly realized that her tone didn't sound like a rejection, but rather a flirtation, so she quickly changed her tone and said lightly, "Your Highness Prince Yi, please respect yourself."