The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

A long silence fell in the carriage.

The morning breeze was exceptionally gentle, and the sunlight streamed through the car window onto Ji Wuyuan's back and shoulders. He was facing the backlight, and the sunlight cast a faint golden glow over him...

The breeze blew his black hair, and his enchantingly handsome face easily made people dazzled.

Jiang Wantang stared blankly at Ji Wuyuan's sincere and bright eyes. Seeing the man who had always been high and mighty and extremely noble willingly step down from the altar for her, her heart trembled a little.

Heart?

Jiang Wantang looked a little dazed. Did he want a heart?

She smiled, raised her hand to hook Ji Wuyuan's neck, and took the initiative to offer her lips to him.

Their lips touched, and his lips were slightly cool and soft.

Ji Wuyuan clearly felt that Jiang Wantang was taking the initiative more than before.

She was running away, he knew.

Despite this, he still enjoyed it the moment her lips kissed him.

He was absorbed in the kiss, going deeper and deeper, and one hand gently caressed Jiang Wantang's face with a tender gesture.

Perhaps it was Jiang Wantang's initiative, or perhaps it was the impending separation that made him reluctant to leave.

At this point, the suppressed emotions collapsed.

Ji Wuyuan took over, turning over and pressing Jiang Wantang onto the table. He held the back of her head with one hand and continued to deepen and intensify the kiss...

When she was moved, a tear rolled down the corner of Jiang Wantang's eye and quickly disappeared into her hair.

Ji Wuyuan, I can give you everything I can, and as for what I can't give you... I don't want to lie to you...

The entire carriage was extremely quiet, and the only sound that could be heard was the blushing kissing sound coming from inside the carriage.

The secret guards standing around the carriage felt their scalps tingle, their heads lowered, and their faces flushed.

......

Under the tree where the team was resting, Xie Zhiyan was leaning against the tree, not knowing what he was thinking about, his cold and indifferent face drooping.

At this time, Bai Weiwei, still wearing a pink dress, walked over and sat down beside him at a distance not too far from him.

Xie Zhiyan immediately stood up, his face as gloomy as water, and was about to leave.

The undisguised disgust in the man's eyes deeply hurt Bai Weiwei's eyes.

She could no longer maintain the proper smile on her face, and said in a bad tone: "Thank you, sir..."

Xie Zhiyan paused and did not turn around to look at her.

Bai Weiwei looked at the cloth wrapped around his hand and recalled the scene where he blocked the knife with his bare hands for Jiang Wantang not long ago. She felt unwilling and malicious.

The corners of her mouth curved up in a mocking arc, and her tone was sarcastic and thorny: "Master Xie is really a man of high moral character, selfless and selfless..."

Xie Zhiyan frowned, his eyes cold, "If you have something to say, just say it."

Hearing this, Bai Weiwei stood up, walked towards him, and said with a smile: "I just feel sorry for Master Xie."

"Thank you, sir. I almost lost my hands to save her. Is it worth it?"

Xie Zhiyan didn't even look at her. He tied the cloth in his hand tighter and said in a cold and tired voice: "What does it have to do with you?"

"What does it have to do with her?"

"This trip is Xie's duty."

Bai Weiwei was so angry at Xie Zhiyan's indifferent attitude that it was almost ignoring her, but then she thought that he was the prince of Yong'an Marquis Mansion, the person Ji Wuyuan trusted the most, and he was in a high position and powerful. She couldn't afford to offend him, so she swallowed her anger.

She walked up to Xie Zhiyan, smiling appropriately and speaking gently, "Master Xie, please don't misunderstand me. I don't mean anything else."

"Thank you, sir, for being so righteous. I think if I were in danger at that time, you would definitely sacrifice yourself to save me."

Xie Zhiyan pulled the corners of his lips and sneered, very shallowly, but also very sarcastic, making people feel as if their hearts were being pricked by needles.

Then, Bai Weiwei heard him utter two words, word by word: "No."

At the end, as if afraid that Bai Weiwei might not understand, he explained: "If it were you, I wouldn't."

The disdain in the words was like a sharp, cold knife, stabbing Bai Weiwei's heart.

Bai Weiwei was furious and, not caring about anything else, asked coldly, "You like that vixen too?"

Xie Zhiyan's expression instantly turned cold, his eyes and brows were tinged with coldness and hostility, so gloomy that people dared not look closely.

After a long while, he uttered a few words from his thin lips, which easily made Bai Weiwei feel embarrassed.

He said: "It has nothing to do with her. I just simply hate you, as a person."

So, under the scorching sun, Bai Weiwei felt as if someone had poured a bucket of ice water over her from head to toe, chilling her to the bone.

The embarrassed expression on Bai Weiwei's face gradually solidified, became stiff, and petrified...

This was the first time in more than ten years that she had felt a man's disgust so directly and clearly. Obviously, men of his status would like gentle and dignified women like her the most, right?

Xie Zhiyan is a man with a really sharp tongue. Not only does he not show any mercy to women, he doesn't even give her the slightest bit of face.

In a sense, he and Ji Wuyuan are the same kind of people.

One is cruel and the other has a sharp tongue.

Bai Weiwei couldn't help but tremble. She really regretted coming to the south of the Yangtze River.

Inside the carriage, Ji Wuyuan, whose breathing was unstable, and Jiang Wantang huddled together tightly.

Ji Wuyuan stroked her hair, as if coaxing a child, and said softly: "Tang'er, be good..."

He had a lot to say to her, but he didn't know how to say it.

There was a hint of reluctance in his eyes, and he said in a voice as soft as it could be: "Tang'er, take good care of yourself and wait for me to pick you up."

Jiang Wantang's red eyes sparkled with tears. She nodded and said in a trembling voice, "Okay..."

Soon after, the original team was ready and split into two groups.

When Bai Weiwei heard the news, she suddenly felt as if the clouds had finally cleared and the moon was visible. Especially after she knew that Ji Wuyuan was taking her away alone, she had already begun to look forward to the scene of riding in the same carriage with him.

But in the end, what she waited for was Ji Wuyuan riding a horse, while she was still sitting in the small broken carriage.

The specially made carriage was originally prepared by Ji Wuyuan for Jiang Wantang, so it was naturally left to her.

Even though Ji Wuyuan had made preparations long ago, when the moment of separation came, he still found it difficult to let go.

He had long been accustomed to Jiang Wantang's company, accustomed to her every smile and frown, accustomed to her willful and noisy behavior...