As he spoke, his eyes moved downwards, and the peach blossom was lying quietly on the low table.
He chuckled lightly and folded a flower and placed it on Lou Jinhuan's folding fan. He blew it gently and the petals floated to Lou Jinhuan's lips, bringing with them a faint fragrance when they fell.
"Evidence." He stared at Lou Jinhuan closely.
Lou Jinhuan's heart tightened suddenly, her phoenix eyes narrowed, and she suddenly leaned forward, her hand lightly falling on the edge of the mask, "Then let's see if your appearance suits the young master's liking."
After the words fell, his mask was suddenly lifted, and he did not stop him. He smiled and blinked his eyes gently, like stars twinkling after the clouds and mist dispersed.
Lou Jinhuan didn't know how to describe the feeling at that moment. She only felt that the surroundings were very quiet, which was so quiet that it made people feel nervous.
"What, this face might catch the young master's eyes?"
He turned his head and looked at her, his smile showing a bit of innocence that had nothing to do with him.
Lou Jinhuan pursed her lower lip, put the mask back on, looked away and asked, "Have you had enough fun? Your Majesty."
Yan Ruqing's eyes flashed slightly, she took off the mask with her big palm, sat up straight and looked at Lou Jinhuan.
He noticed Lou Jinhuan's sudden retreat.
"That's almost it." Yan Ruqing sat down cross-legged and released Lou Jinhuan's folding fan.
"Then let's talk about business." Lou Jinhuan calmed down and asked quietly: "You asked Du Ruo to bring me here, what did you say?"
"Actually, it's nothing." Yan Ruqing took out a small packet of oily paper bag from her arms and put it on the table and pushed it over.
"The main thing is to give you this."
Lou Jinhuan looked at the familiar oil paper bag with a strange expression: "Zongzi candy?"
Yan Ruqing nodded.
"I'm not sick, and I'm not a child." Lou Jinhuan was silent for a moment and said helplessly.
"Then who are you?" Yan Ruqing suddenly asked.
Lou Jinhuan took a breath and asked nonchalantly: "What you are asking is strange. I am me, who else could I be?"
"You know what the king is asking."
Yan Ruqing looked at her carefully, not seeing any hint of the ambiguous intimacy just now.
Lou Jinhuan lowered his eyes and picked up the tea on the table. As soon as he picked it up, Yan Ruqing grabbed his wrist. The force was a bit too strong and he couldn't break free.
She raised her eyes and looked at Yan Ruqing.
Yan Ruqing did not allow her to dodge, "You are not Lou Jinhuan, who are you?"
"Yan Ruqing, I see that you are seriously ill, so I'll leave this candy to you."
With her free hand, she pushed back the oil paper bag on the table.
It almost slipped off the table, but Yan Ruqing let go of her wrist and caught it.
He looked down at the oil paper bag, feeling suspicious.
He could clearly feel that the current Lou Jinhuan was not the same person as before, but when he just grabbed her wrist and checked her pulse, she didn't panic at all, not like she was lying.
But how could it be?
Yan Ruqing didn't think about it, but Lou Jinhuan had already stood up.
"If you have time to think about these things here, you might as well think about how to deal with the little emperor. He is about to marry the Liu family's daughter, making him even more powerful. What about you? The target of public criticism. Yan Ruqing, please be careful."
When the hem of her moon-white clothes brushed against his side, he suddenly reached out and took Lou Jinhuan's hand.
Lou Jinhuan frowned and paused, "Huh?"
Yan Ruqing put the oil paper bag into her hand, "You can eat sweets even if you are not sick, even a child. All living beings are suffering, so we can steal a moment of sweet talk to comfort us."
He Shi Shiran stood up and said, "Chu Qing has been executed. As for those two beauties - I haven't touched them. I will find a wrong place to kill them in a few days."
"How do you deal with it and tell me what to do?" Lou Jinhuan was puzzled.
Yan Ruqing put on the mask with a smile and chuckled: "I'm afraid you'll be jealous."
Lou Jinhuan: "???"
Lou Jinhuan: What are you talking about in your sleep?
Yan Ruqing: Humph, the truth (gradually brainwashed by Du Ruo...)
