"It's okay!" Leng Mo wiped away the tears on my face with his sleeve, and his rough and warm hands left waves of residual warmth on my face.
"What are you looking at?" I shook my head, sniffed hard, and immediately returned to my wild nature.
"Haha" Leng Mo said with a rare and gentle smile.
"Stop laughing, you're happy to see me cry, aren't you, masked man?" I glared at the man in front of me displeased, feeling that I couldn't stand it.
"Let's go." Leng Mo whispered, holding my arm and walking forward.
"Aren't you going to fly with me?" I looked at the two long shadows under my feet and asked doubtfully. Is it possible to walk back like this?!
"Well, let's take a walk." This sentence shocked me. I couldn't believe it came from Leng Mo's mouth.
"Are you okay? Handsome cold guy." I pulled him, stood on tiptoes, and touched his forehead with my hand. Then I checked my own body temperature. It was okay!
"What are you doing?" Leng Mo slapped my hand away angrily, revealing two warm eyes under the cold mask, which was extremely incongruous!
"What do you need my help for?" I originally wanted to use him, but I thought it was too harsh. Although Leng Mo had an ulterior motive, to be fair, he was very kind to me.
"Yan'er, it's not a good thing for you to know in advance." Leng Mo paused, and after a long time, he slowly uttered this sentence.
So, the two of us walked slowly under the moonlight with our own thoughts, as if a pair of star-crossed lovers had finally reunited, and were relatively speechless.
"Are you worried about Miss Liu?" Leng Mo suddenly asked.
"Well" how can I not worry! She lives in the Qian Mansion without any relatives. Although she is my good sister in name, after all, I am not here. If she has any grievances, she can only swallow it in her heart!
"If you are worried, I can take her back." Before Leng Mo could finish his words, I was interrupted by me: "Forget it, everyone has their own destiny, just obey God's will." I stopped.
He came down and gave him a meaningful look.
"Okay, take me back." What's the use of saying this?!
Leng Mo nodded silently, still hugging my waist tightly. With a little luck, he was in the air soon. The whistling night wind blew in my ears, making me couldn't help but sneeze. It was indeed too high to survive.
cold!
"Are you cold?" Leng Mo slowed down a little, frowned his beautiful eyebrows, and squeezed me slightly. The heat from his body continued to spread to me, making me blush unconsciously.
"You go in, I'm leaving." Leng Mo sent me to the garden and immediately flew away.
Sigh... The palace was so scary at night. The rows of guards patrolling with lanterns looked like ghosts in the darkness. I looked around and quickly ran towards the palace.
After finally arriving, I patted my heaving chest and was panting heavily.
Hey...what are you doing? Everyone in the room is kneeling!
"What are you doing?" I ran in panting, glanced at the crowd on the ground, raised my head suddenly, and met a pair of angry eyes.
It’s over, isn’t that Meng Zihan?! How did he come here by accident?!
"Where have you been in the middle of the night?" Meng Zihan sat motionless above the hall, his voice seemed to come from thousands of miles away.
"I, I just took a walk." I explained in a low voice. I lowered my head and saw Xi'er with a look of fear on her face and her body shaking non-stop.
"Walking around outside dressed like a female ghost?" Mencius' cold voice made it clear that he didn't believe it.
"Female ghost?" I was startled for a moment, and looked at my body, which was all white, and it did look a bit like her.
"Where did you go?" Meng Zihan walked down from the top at this time, staring at me with sharp eyes.
"Do I need to inform you where I have gone?" I was so angry. How could this be true? Are there really no human rights in ancient times?!
"You! Okay, then you don't care about the life and death of these people?" Meng Zihan was shaking with anger, his eyes were filled with anger, and he suddenly pointed at Xi'er who was kneeling on the ground and sneered.
"Miss." At this time, Xi'er called me, with a hint of pleading in her eyes.
"Despicable! You are so busy every day, and you have to track down where I have been. Are you tired, His Majesty the Emperor?" I said coldly without fear. He actually threatened me. I don't like this the most!
"You!" Meng Zihan's eyes sparkled, and his lips trembled violently.
"Since you have such a bad attitude, please come and escort all these servants and maids to me." Meng Zihan glanced at everyone, his cold voice without any warmth.
"What are you doing?" I stood at the threshold in a hurry, raised my head, and watched in panic as a group of guards rushed forward.
"If you don't tell me, I have no choice but to ask these minions!" Meng Zihan seemed to have expected that I would be like this, with a sly smile on his face.
"Would you believe me when I tell you where I'm going?" This guy is so hateful. He can't ask questions himself, so he takes it out on others!
"Then let's see if you tell the truth or a lie!" Meng Zihan's eyes were still locked on my face, and his words were mixed with threats and doubts.
Seeing that the palace maids and eunuchs were about to be taken out by the guards, I hurriedly shouted: "I say, I say! Tell them to stop!"
Meng Zihan nodded with satisfaction, moved his lips lazily a few times, and uttered a few words coldly: "You guys go down."
Upon hearing this, the guards stopped what they were doing and respectfully retreated to the door, waiting for orders.
"I went to the Royal Garden." You can't say that I went back to Qian's Mansion, right? Anyway, it was indeed there just now, and it's not a lie!
"Really?" The hesitant tone and suspicious eyes clearly showed disbelief.
"But, I asked the guards carefully..." Meng Zihan stopped mid-sentence, and his suspicious eyes made me break out in a cold sweat.
"Meng Zihan, what do you want me to say? How can I say it so that you believe it?!" My patience was worn out by him, and I trembled with anger and yelled. How can there be such a person in the world?
Others explain it, but they don’t believe it after the explanation!
Meng Zihan was stunned by my roar and faced me blankly, a little at a loss.
"Are you really just going for a walk in the Royal Garden?" Meng Zihan's tone became weaker, not as aggressive as before, and he asked again uncertainly.
"I'm tired. I'm going to sleep. You can do whatever you like." I sniffed. I caught a cold due to the wind just now and was about to go inside.
"What's wrong with your eyes?" Meng Zihan took my arm, brought his face to me, looked at me with his eyes, and softened his tone.
"You don't have to worry about it!" What does this mean? Give me a knife and then touch it?! It's hypocritical!
"Yan'er, are you crying?" Meng Zihan clamped his hands firmly on my shoulders and asked a little uneasily, with a burning gaze that made me feel a little nervous.
"Okay, all of you, please retreat." Meng Zihan still looked at me, and only waved his hand hastily to signal that everyone else would disappear.
"Yan'er, I'm just worried about you, so I went a little too far just now, please don't be angry." Meng Zihan changed his face faster than flipping through a book, hugged my waist from behind, and whispered in my ear.
"What are you doing?" Suddenly, I was picked up by Meng Zihan and walked straight into the room.
"Hey, what do you want me to ask you?" Is this guy trying to do something dirty again? I watched the expression on Meng Zihan's face warily.
Meng Zihan remained silent and gently put me on the bed. He stretched out his long hand and wanted to pull the quilt, but I hurriedly blocked it. This kind of bed thing is really troublesome and there is no way to hide!
"Meng Zihan, I, Fu Meiyan, want to have a good talk with you." I grabbed the quilt and hugged me, saying with a proud look on my face.
Meng Zihan gave me a strange look, sat down next to me, and stared at me with an uncomprehending expression.
"Uh..." This kind of thing is really difficult to say. I was stunned, looked at Meng Zihan awkwardly, and said bravely: "I, I had a dream, and a witch said to me in the dream: I want to
You can't have marital relations until you are eighteen years old. Otherwise," I paused, glanced at Meng Zihan secretly, and continued: "Otherwise, there will be a big disaster."
Alas, even I admire myself! I can pull off such nonsense and make it look like it’s true.
"Really?" Meng Zihan looked at me dubiously, unable to tell the truth from the lie.
"Han, you don't want me to be in any trouble, right?" I blinked and looked pitifully at this relatively close man.
"Yes." Meng Zihan looked very helpless and nodded stiffly.