Before she reached the young master's yard, she saw the young commander standing there, looking at her coldly.
Zhongqing saw Yi Jian's tall and straight body standing there, and the smile she originally wore when sending Zhuo Ran away froze in an instant.
His expression quickly changed to one of respect and caution.
"Young Marshal......"
Xiaohuan leaned on her arm, as if he felt her nervousness, and let out a "meow", then his head burrowed into her arms, and became motionless.
Yi Jian didn't make a sound, just stepped towards her.
He was much taller than her and very close to him. She suddenly felt very small.
She didn't know if it was because she wasn't used to seeing her these days, and she always felt that the young commander today was not the same as usual.
She didn't dare to see him.
Yi Jian stretched out her hand to the obedient little Huan in her arms.
Xiaohuan seemed to be frightened by Yi Jian, so she meowed again.
Xiaohuan's cry was thin.
Zhongqing couldn't bear to be offended and turned towards the back, slowly taking a step back.
Yi Jian's hand stopped in mid-air, instead of extending forward, it slowly lowered. Her eyes moved from Xiao Huan to Zhong Qing, staring at her without saying a word, but her eyes seemed to be burning.
A pile of cold flames arose.
Burning………flame………….
However, it gave people a biting chill.
Such contrasting two extreme temperatures shot from the bottom of his eyes to her body, as if grinding Zhongqing's whole person into powder.
Zhong Qing knew that he was angry, but she didn't know what exactly she had done to offend him.
It was the first time she met such a person, and she was obviously very angry, but she could still be so calm, and her expression didn't change at all.
Zhong Qing took a breath, thinking in her heart, and then cautiously said: "Young Marshal...it's late at night, I'll go back first..."
After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave in a hurry.
Maybe, she just encountered him when he was in a bad mood, and she should avoid it first.
Unexpectedly, Yi Jian suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed her wrist, holding it hard and hard.
Zhong Qing was frightened and looked around. There were many people walking back and forth on this road. If someone saw her, she might not be able to explain clearly.
