Yi Tong suppressed her fear and forced herself to stay calm, "I don't know who you are, and I don't know you at all. It's very time-consuming to explain this matter, but I will definitely explain it to you exactly. I beg you now.
Can you put me down?"
"Haha," he laughed suddenly, his cold eyes without any warmth, "Chu You, I don't know yet, but you are quite capable of pretending to be stupid."
"I'm not Chu You!"
"Oh? Then who are you?"
"I am……"
Yi Tong was at a loss for words for a moment, and asked who he was? A thief from the outer world from the 21st century? It would be strange not to be regarded as a witch by these ancient people! Witches are more suitable for burning than women who have lost their virginity. It just so happens that the fire is also set up now.
At that time, there will be no need for any explanation, just light the fire and that will be it.
The man turned around indifferently, walked to a soft chair not far away and sat down. Behind him were eight guards, majestically arranged at both ends. He yawned, and then lazily waved to the people beside the fire.
Waved his hand, "Let's light the fire."
"yes!"
Seeing the swaying torch in front of her eyes, Yitong bit her lower lip and stared at the man opposite, "No, you can't do this! I'm not Chu You——"
The burly guard approached her step by step, holding a torch with an expressionless face...
Yitong closed her eyes tightly, her heart was trembling, and her whole body was soaked with cold sweat. Only now did she realize that everyone is a ridiculous coward when facing death.
At this moment, someone hurriedly came to report, "Report to the Ninth Prince! The Fourth Prince has arrived!"
The person sitting on the seat, Mu Yanqin, the ninth prince of today's You Dynasty, slowly raised his eyes, with a trace of doubt in his eyes, "The fourth brother is here?"
He raised his right hand slightly, and the guard behind him immediately understood, stepped forward and shouted, "Stop!"
Those who were preparing to light the fire were ordered to step aside immediately.
Yi Tong opened her eyes suddenly, her face was pale, and her lips had long lost their color. Just a little bit, just a little bit...
"Ta-ta-ta-ta" a rhythmic sound of horses' hooves sounded. It was clear that these horses must be well-trained.
Mu Yanqin took the lead to come forward, his eyes locked on the carriage approaching not far away.
Yitong raised his eyes and quickly looked over, maybe they could be his saviors.
The carriage stopped.
The driver was an unsmiling man in gray clothes. He jumped out of the carriage and without even looking at Mu Yanqin, he went around to the car and opened the door.
A long and white hand stretched out. The man in gray lowered his head and raised his left arm. The hand was put on it, and slowly, a man in white walked down.
Yitong's eyes suddenly widened. Even at this moment when life and death were so important that she had no time to care about anything else, she couldn't help but be attracted by the man in front of her.
This man is so handsome that when your eyes fall on him, you will be dazzled for a moment, and you don't know where you are.
That is a kind of beauty that transcends gender boundaries!