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

Tao Yao and Lu Che both knew that Cheng Tianshui was deliberately looking for trouble, so no matter how he scolded them, Tao Yao and Lu Che remained calm.

Cheng Tianshui carried the wooden ladder up and down, ran around the entire clinic, and picked out all the thorns that needed to be picked. Finally, he felt a little tired, so he put down the ladder and sat aside.

But he slapped his knee and sighed, "Young people nowadays are just unreliable!"

Tao Yao had already quickly brewed a pot of tea and hurriedly asked Lu Che to bring the cooled tea to the old man.

Before Cheng Tianshui could utter the next word of reproach, Lu Che had already handed a cup of tea to his mouth.

Cheng Tianshui couldn't help but snort coldly and said, "Humph, sometimes you can be quite clever."

With just a cup of tea, the scolding turned into praise. Lu Che couldn't help but curl his lips at something Cheng Tianshui hadn't noticed. It seemed that the tactics Tao Yao had taught him to curry favor with someone who didn't like him were indeed effective.

Cheng Tianshui finished his tea, threw the empty cup back into Lu Che's hands, and said impatiently, "Alright, that's all for today. You can all go home. I won't see you off."

Hearing this, Lu Che quickly walked to Tao Yao's side. When he was about to carry her on his back, Tao Yao shook her head.

"Uncle Cheng, I have a question for you." Tao Yao said.

Cheng Tianshui seemed to have expected that she had something to say, but he didn't want to answer. He quickly walked to the door and opened it in two steps, not even bothering to lift his eyelids.

He repeated what he had just said: "I won't see you off."

Tao Yao persisted: "Master Cheng, don't you understand the laws of nature and can predict the past and the future? I have some doubts in my heart, and I hope you can help me."

At that time, Cheng Tianshui looked at Tao Yao meaningfully, but still said nothing, just shook his head and sighed.

“I only help those who want to help.”

Cheng Tianshui pointed at Tao Yao, and then turned his finger towards Lu Che.

"Since you and him have already formed a fateful bond, you have already broken the will of heaven. There is nothing I can do to help you."

"what?"

Before Tao Yao could understand what Cheng Tianshui meant, Lu Che had already taken advantage of her inattention, carried her on his back, and walked out the door.

He walked very fast, completely ignoring Tao Yao's resistance, who was punching and biting his shoulders, and rushed out of the clinic at lightning speed.

As soon as he stepped out of the clinic, the door behind him slammed shut.

Tao Yao couldn't help but punch Lu Che in the chest, complaining angrily, "Lu Che, are you sick? All the work you did up until now was just to get him to talk at the critical moment. This old man has such a strange temper. If he leaves now, I don't know if I'll be able to get back in next time!"

Lu Che let Tao Yao's increasingly soft fists and slaps hit him, and walked forward without saying a word.

"Lu Che! Say something!"

……

Tao Yao was very unhappy. She was taking out her anger on a taciturn person. It felt like she wasted her strength even though she had the energy but no intention to do it, and wasted her time even though she had the energy but no intention to do it.

Even if the object in front of her was a piece of wood, a few hits would have made a few noises, right? Unfortunately, she was facing Lu Che, a strange man who would rather keep it to himself than even ask for help when he was poisoned.

The night was as dark as a ball of ink. A few thin clouds like mist were swaying in the sky, falling heavily, obscuring the already dim moonlight even more dimly and hazily.

The Chishui River was surging with waves, and the night wind carried the fishy smell of river mud and sand, which kept blowing into her clothes and quilts. The cold air hit her body, making Tao Yao shiver and couldn't help sneezing.

At this moment, Lu Che, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke: "Are you cold?"

After saying that, he immediately squatted down, put Taoyao on a rock to sit, took off his own smock and put it on Taoyao.

"Will it be warmer this way?"

Lu Che looked at Tao Yao inquiringly and raised his hand to button her blouse.

For some reason, Tao Yao's nose suddenly felt sore. Perhaps it was because the weather was too cold. Or perhaps it was because she hadn't felt the pure warmth like Lu Che's coat in a long time, unconditional and unused.

She smiled faintly, wrapped the blouse tighter around her body, and nodded.

Only Lu Che knew that her smile was uglier than her cry.

"What's wrong? Are you unhappy?" Lu Che asked.

It would have been fine if he hadn't asked. But when he did, Tao Yao felt even more aggrieved. Her nose felt sore, as if she'd been punched. Even her voice was accidentally tinged with tears: "Nonsense! Everything was fine, and you've messed it up."

"What did I screw up?"

He asked knowingly.

"That old man's surname is Chu! His surname is Chu! He concealed his real name and called himself Cheng Tianshui. But when we first met, he revealed his real name to me. Don't you think it's strange?"

Tao Yao was a little anxious, her eyes were as big as copper bells, and her eye sockets were red.

Lu Che was concentrating on buttoning her blouse one by one, from the collar to the hem.

Hearing Tao Yao's somewhat anxious tone, Lu Che slowly raised his eyes, and with a bewildered look, he swept across Tao Yao's face and said coldly, "Well, it's a little strange. So what?"

Tao Yao said anxiously, "That's why we came back this time just to get some information from Cheng Tianshui. But we haven't heard anything yet."

Lu Che didn't say anything, but still lowered his head to button her clothes one by one.

After buttoning all the buttons, his hands lingered on the hem of his blouse for a long time, but there were no more buttons to button.

When facing Tao Yao, Lu Che always wanted to escape, escape from the bad memories of the past, and escape from the wishful thinking of running into the future hand in hand with her.

But at this moment, Lu Che's heart seemed to suddenly burn with fire, about to swell and boil, and his anger spread like wildfire.

He can't always escape, maybe he can use the night and the moonlight to secretly release some of his selfishness.

Lu Che took a deep breath, raised his eyes, and stared at Tao Yao for a long moment. "So what?" he asked. "You think Cheng Tianshui has connections to the royal family, and to Chu Huanjun. You're going to such great lengths to get information out of him, but what good will that do you? Or are you simply still obsessed with Chu Huanjun, so you're risking everything to get to the bottom of it, even at the expense of exposing yourself?"

His cold and indifferent words were like a basin of ice water falling from the sky, pouring over Tao Yao from head to toe, and extinguishing the rage that had just burned in her.

Tao Yao was stunned by what he said. It took her a while to recover. She said blankly, "Lu Che, what are you talking about?"

The fire in Lu Che's heart burned quickly and died down just as quickly. As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately regained his composure, even beginning to regret what he had said.

After a long time, he slowly shook his head and lowered half of his head, letting his long bangs cover half of his face and his dark green pupils.

"Nothing. I just want to tell you that now that you have decided to flee the capital, you must be more careful and cautious and not reveal your whereabouts."

In an instant, Lu Che suddenly felt his sleeves tighten; Tao Yao was holding them.

Lu Che subconsciously wanted to retract his hand, but Tao Yao used so much strength, so much so that her knuckles turned white and her fingertips turned bright red, and she held his wrist tightly.