Rong Yi had already looked into the other person's eyes.

As she thought at the time, his eyes were very beautiful. They were phoenix eyes, which were naturally charming. Blood got into them and dyed them red. Not only did it not detract from their beauty, but they also added a bit of a monster look.

He was smiling, very lazily, with a coldness in his carelessness, but also too much. Such a man, even if his hands were stained with blood and his feet were withered bones, no one would see how dangerous he was.

The kneeling man kowtowed heavily to Rong Yi again, climbed up to the master he wanted to protect with all his life, and lowered his head, "If anything happens to you, I will break your bones and spread your ashes..."

Before the next words were spoken, the young man dressed calmly smiled and said: "Okay, don't be sensational. You are injured, so don't move around."

I still care about my own people.

Rong Yi withdrew her gaze. Her painful experience told her that the more beautiful a man is, the more dangerous he is and should stay away.

However, he was indeed young, either a man or a boy, not much older than her.

The boy raised his head and asked Rong Yi, "What's your name?"

Rong Yi withdrew his gaze and looked around the bend of the mountain. His answer was very straightforward, "I saved you because of your subordinates, not because of you." The truth is true.

She heard sirens and rescuers came.

Rong Yi nodded slightly towards the injured bodyguard, and with the grateful look in his eyes, he started walking towards the bus again on his hands and knees.

Below, the injured bodyguard finally had a chance to speak, "Your Highness..." There was uncontrollable fear in his voice.

Your Highness...

His Royal Highness, Shen Jilin, the most beloved youngest son of the Imperial King Shen Yao.

Born to be noble and supreme, he grew up abroad and has never appeared in the empire. He is extremely mysterious.

It is said that the media learned from somewhere that His Highness was in a certain school in a certain country and immediately flew there. Three days later, the media closed down, and the reporter who flew there was missing, and his life or death is unknown.

After that, no media dared to inquire about His Highness.

Shen Jilin has the most noble status, and also has a stunning and charming face. Unfortunately, it is too dangerous and not easy to pick.

If you don't pick it well, your life will be lost.

"Yuan Zhuo, I can't die." Shen Yilin said calmly. After experiencing a life and death disaster, there was no trace of fear on his face, "I am lucky, I am alive again."

"Your Highness..." The bodyguard's voice was filled with murderous intent, "Do you think you should do something?"

"I almost died. If I don't do something, how can I withstand such a huge stimulation." Shen Yilin changed from sitting to lying down, his whole body showing a sense of laziness, "Have a rest, they

It’s time to arrive.”

They were not from the police station, but Shen Yilin's personal guards.

After a pause, Shen Yilin suddenly asked again: "Yuan Zhuo, did you see clearly what she looked like just now?"

She, referring to Rong Yi,

"Her hair is too long and her face is covered. Royal aristocratic school, high school girl." As a bodyguard, Yuan Zhuo needs to be observant. "We can find out her identity tonight."

After a slight pause, Yuan Zhuo looked at Shen Yilin's left hand and said, "Your Highness, you just touched her chest intentionally. What did you take from her?"

"It was not intentional." Shen Yilin explained seriously, "It happened to happen to me, and I happened to pick up something good."

His slender fingers spread out, and a small long name tag lay quietly in his palm, "Her name?"

"Rong Yi, Grade 1." Yuan Zhuo replied, his voice returned to its previous rigidity, coldness, and metallic texture. His Highness clearly meant it, but he refused to admit it.

Shen Jilin stopped and put the name tag in his pocket. He moved slightly and pulled the injured rib. "She touched me from top to bottom, but she left to touch my rib. It's so unprofessional. Go back." I have to talk to her."

"Your Highness, she is still a student and also your benefactor." It means, please let me go and don't tease my savior.

"What's wrong with the students? I'm also a student, and I'm still in my third year of high school." Shen Yilin smiled softly, and then his eyes gradually turned cold, "Is the eldest brother trying every possible means to prevent me from coming back? How can I make the eldest brother's wishes come true? Yuan Zhuo, arrange for me to transfer to another school."

You are just a senior in high school in name only, but your talent makes your PhD teacher reluctant to leave you and return to China.

"Yes, Your Highness." Yuan Zhuo nodded. As long as it is His Highness' request, they will definitely comply. "I will arrange for brothers Ning Wu and Ning Liu to enter the school to protect your safety."

"No, you come with me."

"Your Highness, I'm not suitable." Yuan Zhuo, a twenty-year-old high school student, refused expressionlessly.

"No, you are very suitable. You exist to set off my excellence." Shen Yilin smiled until his eyes were full of fun. Yuan Zhuo, his dead soldier, was one of the dead soldiers that the eldest brother wanted to get rid of the most. He had to put him Just take it with you for safety.

Shen Jilin at this time is like a noble gentleman sitting lazily under the peach blossom tree to watch the spring scenery, lazily and leisurely.

It would be more like that if he wasn't playing with a thin hidden knife in his slender hands.

Dangerous men tend to use their beauty to cover up their danger.
Chapter completed!