By the way, why didn’t she think of this just now? Ralph also said that the Lord of Teng Mansion does not show up easily, and there are only a handful of people in the royal family who have seen his true face.

Zhiyun was about to get up by herself when Ralph's voice came from a distance, "Zhiyun."

He ran over and said, "I was just looking for you. Why are you here? What happened to your foot?"

Ralph's face was filled with worry.

Zhiyun never expected Ralph to come out. If she had known earlier, she should not have delayed.

"I felt bored, so I went out for a walk and accidentally fell down. But it's not serious, I'm fine." Zhiyun wanted to get up by herself.

But Ralph had already taken the first step and picked her up.

The atmosphere around him changed instantly.

Zhiyun could exaggeratedly feel that the walls were gradually covered with frost and the air pressure was becoming lower and lower. She looked at the man in the black holy robe with uncertainty.

He just stood there without any movement.

That feeling came again, a scene that Zhiyun was particularly familiar with, just like the Shura field that day.

She struggled to get out of Ralph's arms, but Ralph was worried about her. "Don't move. I'll take you to the doctor to check you out."

"No, no, no, I won't go." Zhiyun got down from Ralph's arms forcefully.

This time, without thinking twice, she rushed to the man in the black holy robe.

Standing in front of him, the first thing Zhiyun shouted was: "Han Qingrang!"

Through the mask, she didn't know what his expression was at the moment, but that familiar aura made Zhiyun very sure of her thoughts in her heart.

But his reaction made Zhiyun hesitate.

Ralph came over, pulled Zhiyun behind him, and said to the man in the black robe, "She, she didn't mean to do it. Please forgive her."

Although Ralph had never seen the true appearance of the Lord of Vine Mansion, he had seen the Lord of Vine Mansion standing on the holy altar, wearing this black holy robe, a silver mask, and holding a scepter.

Zhiyun poked her head out from behind Ralph.

"Ralph, who is he?"

Ralph gently pulled her with his hand, signaling her not to speak.

Zhiyun really didn't ask any more questions and focused her attention on the man opposite her who was wearing a black holy robe.

His gaze moved upwards little by little, from his black robe and scepter, to the silver mask that covered his entire face, and finally, his gaze stopped on his pupils.

This time, Zhiyun finally saw his eyes.

I could really see his eyes up close.

It was a rare purple-gold color, and Zhiyun had never seen such eyes in real life.

A pair of purple-gold eyes, particularly beautiful.

He was looking at her.

Zhiyun can be sure.

But Zhiyun suddenly felt unsure about those eyes...

Han Qingrang doesn't have such eyes.

But his breath made her feel particularly familiar.

He averted his gaze and turned around.

Zhiyun was stunned for a moment, and when she looked again, he had already left.

He left.

"How are you?"

After the man in the black robe left, Ralph's first concern was for Zhiyun.

Zhiyun shook her head and said, "I'm fine, but I have other things to do. I'll leave now. Sorry."

"Wait a minute," Ralph stopped her, "you haven't told me where you live yet?"

"Um, I live in...the Lord of Teng Mansion!!" Zhiyun suddenly shouted.

Ralph turned his head and looked over.

Taking advantage of this moment, Zhiyun took off her high heels, picked them up in her hands, turned around and ran. Without high heels, she didn't have to worry about not being able to run. Although she was still wearing a bloated big skirt, it didn't hinder her long-distance running.