"I won't say." She leaned against the railing next to her, looking at the grassland and stream, the mountains in the distance, and the blue sky.
"If you don't say it, there's so much nonsense."
She said in a nonchalant tone, "If you don't want to thank me, you must have an agenda. Since you have an agenda, there is no need for me to say thank you to you. Maybe in the future I will think that being saved by you is the beginning of all nightmares."
"Just imagine it yourself."
Murong Qingshuang glanced at him lightly, "I've been here for two days, and you seem to be fine. People like you shouldn't be so idle, right?" [
"How do you say this?"
"I just think you should be busy killing people, setting fires, and snooping around all day long."
Guchengbi turned her head, with the back of her head facing Murong Qingshuang, her face supported by her hands.
Her tone was not polite, "Be careful your face is ruined!"
"Miss Murong..."
"Why don't you call me Mrs. Yuwen?" Murong Qingshuang suddenly interrupted, "Or Princess?"
This person knew who she was and had seen her before in the palace.
He glanced at her and continued, "Miss Murong, this is a good place to recuperate. They can't find you either."
Murong Qingshuang held a small bamboo stick in her hand and pointed at his neck suddenly, "You can't expect a princess to be taken away by you. If she can't go back to a life of glory and wealth, you really have to say nothing and thank you.
Bar?"
Guchengbi snatched the bamboo stick, and a meaningful smile appeared on that ordinary face that Murong Qingshuang had not yet remembered, "Glory and wealth... I can give it to you if you want it.
How about I find a place to lock you up and give you endless glory and wealth?"
She said coldly: "Don't talk about him for me."
"I can only say... I am not without responsibility for you to fall into this situation. Since it is a life-and-death situation, I should give you a hand both emotionally and rationally, so that I will not have to worry about my conscience in the future."
Murong Qingshuang chuckled: "Conscience...conscience...it turns out you are still a conscientious person. Such people are really rare nowadays!"
"It's rare." He still said indifferently, "But my conscience is not for others, but for myself. There is not much nobility at all. I just want to find a sense of nobility for myself. This kind of I should
