Gu Mingzhu was stunned.

I felt like my blood was suddenly solidified, my heart also stopped, my ears buzzed, and then there was a great tranquility.

It was obvious that I could not hear anything, but it seemed that a feather could make a sound that shook the sky and the earth.

A Jun.

Who is Lord Wei calling?

There was a kind of ardent light deep in his eyes, with enthusiasm and expectation, like a red flame, which could be roasted and melted even if it was seven feet of ice.

Gu Mingzhu opened her mouth and wanted to ask him what the word "Ajun" meant, but she swallowed it again.

Maybe Lord Wei was drunk, maybe she heard it wrong.

Even if I heard it correctly, there were many words with similar voices. This Ajun might not be a Ajun, so she didn't have to panic, but her heartbeat recovered at this moment and rang in her ears like a drum.

“PuPuPu.”

The wall in her heart was shaking, revealing the secret hidden in it.

Zhou Rujun.

Wei Yuanchen's brows stretched out at this moment, his face shining brightly under the moonlight, extremely handsome, his eyes rippling, and he looked at her steadily.

Gu Mingzhu's thoughts seemed to be clenched into a mess. She was surprised but couldn't believe it. She didn't notice that Lord Wei's figure gradually approached her.

When she came to her senses, it was too late to dodge. She was hit on the wall behind her, and Lord Wei leaned against the tree trunk.

Perhaps it was because of this that Lord Wei could maintain such a standing posture and not fall down.

In the narrow place, the two of them almost stood close together, and she could feel the burning breathing coming from the top of her head.

Before Gu Mingzhu could come back to her senses, Wei Yuanchen raised his slender hand again and came to her tied hair bun.

When she went out, she wore men's clothes, and naturally she tied her hair with a small crown like a man. Lord Wei's hands seemed to be heading towards her small crown.

Gu Mingzhu felt her head loose, and the small crown that fixed her bun was taken off, and her hair immediately slid off the top of her head.

Wei Yuanchen looked at the person in front of him, with long hair floating. She raised her head and her face became clearer, and finally completely overlapped with the person in his memory.

“So very good.”

His voice was low, and when he spit out the last word, he was even a little hoarse, as if he was murmuring or sighing. Then he bent down, his eyes deep, and his figure continued to approach her.

As he got closer and there was no intention of stopping, Gu Mingzhu's hand was already pressing against his chest.

Gu Mingzhu was suddenly a little panicked.

"Master Wei...Master Wei..." No matter how she shouted, he didn't notice it and looked at her with a steady look.

The strange aura overturned, and Gu Mingzhu remembered the silver needle that had just been pierced in Wei Yuanchen's hand, and didn't know if the needle was still there at this time.

Wei Yuanchen vaguely remembered that in order to avoid the patrolmen, he held her with his arms. He felt her leaning against his arms and suddenly touched the soft place in his heart. Then from that moment on, it was no longer so clear. He turned to look at her. The breeze was so gentle and stable on his face. The most regrettable thing was Saluo in front of him.

He had long wanted to take down Saluo and no longer look at her through those things. He thought about it and couldn't help but fall on Mili.

After taking off Mili, her face finally became clear, her eyes were as water, her cheeks were stained with a hint of charm, her small jaw was slightly raised, and her lips were slightly opened and she wanted to speak.

He couldn't open his eyes for a moment, and this feeling was indescribable.

The wind blew, and a few fallen leaves fell on her head, just like the petals that blew on her dress that year. How could she tolerate such a flaw?

Thinking about this, Wei Yuanchen wanted to help her like that year, but for some reason everything in front of him gradually blurred, and several unreal shadows formed, swaying around there, and he had to get closer to see clearly.

As he got closer, his fingers touched the fallen leaves, but his arm was suddenly pulled and pulled down. Then a trace of pain came from his fingers, just like the cool water, which restored him to a little bit of clarity. He frowned and was about to figure out the situation, when he saw the person in front of him suddenly fading away.

Wei Yuanchen subconsciously reached out to support him, but the slender shadow was extremely tough at this time. When his arm was waving, a sharp pain came from his lower dantian.

Seeing Lord Wei getting closer and closer, Gu Mingzhu's thoughts were chaotic in her mind, but her body was extremely honest. She subconsciously responded to the coming danger. She decisively pulled Lord Wei's arm down and found that the silver needle on her finger was still there. She immediately twisted it deeper, hoping to wake Lord Wei up, and she also took this opportunity to escape.

If the calculation is done well, everything will go smoothly. Lord Wei also left some alcohol and she was able to get out. But he knew that Lord Wei was still quick after being drunk.

The moment she squatted down, her long arms came towards her again. Although she didn't know much fist and foot skills, she knew how to treat bad people.

She had long been familiar with the movements she should do at emergency moments, flashing her body, bent her elbows, and sending her forward.

With a "bang", Gu Mingzhu felt her elbow hitting Lord Wei hard, but the elbow was as hard as the top of her head, and could deal a heavy blow to the criminal at critical moments.

Although Lord Wei is not a villain, at least at that moment, he had bad intentions and she was not wronged.

Gu Mingzhu walked forward two steps before she went to see Lord Wei. She saw Lord Wei bent down slightly, with silver needles on one hand and a fallen leaf on the other hand. Her face was low and she could not see her expression, but she could see her clothes trembling slightly.

Gu Mingzhu pursed her lips, and she seemed to have been a little bit too strong just now.

"Wei...Mr. Wei," Gu Mingzhu said, "Are you... okay?"

No response was heard.

Gu Mingzhu continued: "You lost my mili, and... took my little crown again... I'm also doing it for your own good. This is a way to cure drunkenness and it's very useful."

As for the two words "Ajun"... Gu Mingzhu had not had time to figure it out.

At this time, a figure gradually approached. I wonder who the person was. Gu Mingzhu picked up Mili and put it on quickly.

Chu Jiu vaguely felt the atmosphere a little strange. The third master stood under the tree, not as straight as usual. Miss Gu was tidying up the Mili on his head. The two of them were four or five steps away. Thinking of him and Zhang Tong, he felt a little cruel and embarrassed to look at the other person's wound.

However, this kind of thing will naturally not happen to the Third Master and Miss Gu. The Third Master has always been calm and self-controlled and will never suddenly be unable to control his temper. Even if he does... he will not use it to Miss Gu. At most, he will give him and Zhang Tong a tip, so that they can only squat down to eat and sleep on their tummy within two days. Anyway, the Third Master will never make any mistakes in his entire skill.
Chapter completed!