"What's wrong?" Jun Wuji looked at the person in front of him in a daze and felt a little helpless. Was his charm really that bad?

He has recently become less cold and aloof than before, but why does Yao'er seem to have no reaction at all?

Is it because I am not handsome enough?

After the matter in Jiangnan was settled, it would be his and her wedding day. Sooner or later, she would be his wife, Jun Wuji.

Right now... never mind, he was too impatient.

Take it one step at a time; there's plenty of time ahead.

While he was pondering, Qingfeng had already driven his carriage to the front of the inn.

The carriage stopped, and the sound of a gentle breeze drifted in.

Jun Wuji was the first to alight from the carriage, extending his fair, well-defined hand into the carriage.

Qingfeng was so shocked by the scene that his jaw almost dropped.

Although everyone in the Jiwang Mansion knew that their master treated the Left Guard—no, the Princess Consort—differently,

But I never expected that my lord, who is always so ruthless and merciless on the battlefield, could do something like this.

In the past, let alone helping a woman down from the carriage, the emperor had never seen a woman more than three meters away.

Not to mention a glimpse of her, I haven't even seen a single female hair!

Aside from the Left Guard... No wonder! The Master takes a liking to the Left Guard; after all, his appearance is renowned among the Dark Guards, let alone among them.

To put it bluntly, the guards' looks were among the best in the capital, even compared to the young ladies of noble families!

Qingfeng, who thought he had grasped the truth of the matter, became a little dizzy.

Di Beiyao rolled his eyes inwardly as he looked at Jun Wuji's outstretched hand.

Although she was born a princess, she abandoned all the traditional etiquette for young women after joining the army.

In the decades after she ascended the throne, she often personally led troops into battle, displaying a free and unrestrained spirit.

He nimbly leaped off the carriage and walked towards the post station without a second thought.

He took a few steps and then stopped, looking at Jun Wuji who was still in the same position.

Feeling that his behavior just now might have been somewhat inappropriate and unreasonable, he coughed awkwardly a few times.

"Well, I've been sitting in the carriage for a while and I'd like to stretch my legs a bit. Shall we go inside?"

Jun Wuji didn't dwell on it; a fleeting feeling of disappointment crossed his mind.

He withdrew his hand, which had been hovering in mid-air. "Okay, let's go in."

The two walked into the inn together, leaving Qingfeng standing there, still lost in his own world, grinning foolishly.

Two figures, one in black and one in white, one tall and one short, walked side by side.

A gentle breeze lifted their robes, making them appear strangely well-matched.

It wasn't until they had walked quite a distance that Qingfeng suddenly came to his senses.

He hurriedly handed the carriage reins to the waiter who came out to greet him.

After instructing them to feed the animals properly, I quickly caught up with my two masters.

There weren't many people in the inn; they were scattered around.

Di Beiyao chose a seat by the window, and Jun Wuji sat down opposite him.

Qingfeng, who had caught up, originally intended to stand behind Jun Wuji, but at Jun Wuji's prompting, she also sat down.

He forced a calm expression, but inside he felt a mix of apprehension and slight excitement.

Lord Guan Yu, he actually had the honor of dining at the same table as his lord in his lifetime!

This is such an incredible honor, he can brag about it to his brothers in the secret guards for a whole year when he gets back, hahaha!!!

My heart is pounding! My hands are trembling (?ω?)hiahiahia