"How does it feel?"

A long, cold laugh followed, his tone playful.

Upon hearing the voice, Su Miao was so frightened that she quickly withdrew her hand and looked at the owner of the chest with a surprised expression.

What are you doing here?

"What? You hope it will be the heir of the Marquis of Wu'an?"

The man's voice was somewhat deep, with a hint of anger in it. If one did not listen carefully, one would not be able to detect his deep and quiet emotions.

"Otherwise what?"

Disappointed?

"Yes, that's right." Su Miao didn't try to hide it.

After all, on the way here, she heard Shen Yueyin say that this heir of the Marquis of Wu'an was good-looking and also witty and humorous.

She was still a little curious, who knew...

“He won’t be coming tonight,” Shen Changji told Su Miao directly.

"Why? I even dressed up specially to see him tonight!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Changji glanced at Su Miao in front of him with his dark eyes.

She was definitely dressed up; even her makeup was different from usual.

"He just told me that he has something to do tonight and can't come."

Also, he generally prefers neutral colors and dislikes overly bright or vibrant colors.

Upon hearing this, Su Miao frowned and looked at the light blue dress she was wearing.

The colors she wore weren't very bright... though they weren't particularly light either.

Shen Changji followed Su Miao's gaze, his face expressionless, his tone earnest: "I didn't lie to you."

"This isn't even that vibrant..." Su Miao muttered to herself.

"It's too thick."

"Where is it thick?" Su Miao glared at him, her eyes full of displeasure.

"It's too intense. Does it mean you have to wear bright red or purple to be considered vibrant?"

"But when we put this color out, most people will say it's not dark enough!"

"Men see things differently than women. I am a man, just like the heir of the Marquis of Wu'an. Do you really think you understand men better than I do?"

He spoke in a deep, slow voice, glancing at Su Miao indifferently.

That sentence shut her down completely!

Su Miao rolled her eyes at Shen Changji in an annoyed manner.

"So you care that much? You've got your eye on someone?"

"Leave me alone!"

As she spoke, Su Miao slapped away Shen Changji's hand and was about to leave his side when the man grabbed her waist.

"what you do!"

"It's dark outside, I'll give you a ride home since it's on my way."

A deep, quiet voice sounded in her ear, but she didn't want to go back.

As the moonlight streamed in, Shen Changji looked down and saw clearly the dress Su Miao was wearing; the exposed skin was directly visible to his eyes.

His jaw suddenly tightened, and his eyes became deep and dark.

"I'm not going back!"

Seeing Su Miao about to push open the door and leave, Chen Changji had no choice but to bend his long, thin back and pick her up in his arms.

"A long silence!"

The woman, held in the arms of a tall, strong man, appeared incredibly slender and petite.

"go back."

"What? General Shen, you're interested in me now?"

Su Miao grabbed Chen Changji's collar and met his dark eyes directly.

He let out a long, silent sigh.

"Behave yourself."

She had no choice but to carry him out the back door and put him into the carriage without hesitation.

Seeing that Su Miao was about to pester him again, Shen Changji did not refuse.

Su Miao cursed and bit along the way, and when she was almost at her residence, she was exhausted and fell asleep in Shen Changji's arms.

Looking at Su Miao's peaceful sleeping face, Chen Changji took a deep breath. His facial features were tense, and a sense of irritation rose from his ears as he tried his best to suppress his inner emotions.

The large hand that was holding Su Miao's waist had prominent veins.

When they returned to the mansion, Shen Changji placed Su Miao on the bed and was about to cover her with a blanket when he saw her slender little hand tightly gripping his sleeve.

As Shen Changji watched this scene, his thin lips pressed into a straight line, his dark eyes deep and unfathomable, his emotions churning.

The night was thick, and a hint of tenderness shone through his deep, silent eyes.

But after he left the house, his expression returned to normal, untouched by lust, and he exuded an icy aura.

At this moment, Gu Ying, who was guarding the heir of the Marquis of Wu'an in a house somewhere on the mountain, heard the news that it was time to evacuate.

He quickly coughed lightly and said, "Young Master, I'm sorry, my master has a lot of things to do tonight, so I'm afraid he'll have to come to see you another day."

The heir of the Marquis of Wu'an quickly stood up, cupped his hands, and said, "It's alright, it's alright, another day is fine!"

"It's good that the young master understands."

"Natural understanding! Natural!"

After all, he had always wanted to join Shen Changji's ranks and was looking for an opportunity to meet this man!

Who would have thought... that General Shen would actually take the initiative to meet with him!

This is great news!

Who knows... General Shen might have taken a liking to his abilities!

He needs to make a good impression.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Lone Eagle again and say, "I've heard that Princess Su is very beautiful. Does my servant know what kind of man she likes?"

"What does the young master mean by this?"

"It would be my honor if we could become even closer relatives."

"Alas, it's a pity that Princess Su has no intention of getting married at the moment, which may disappoint you, Your Highness."

"It's nothing, I was just asking!"

Lone Eagle nodded, hoping that the heir of the Marquis of Wu'an would be sensible!

...

As the wedding date approached, Liu Jiaojiao chose the day and left the Liu residence after nightfall.

As soon as she went out the back door, a carriage would be there to pick her up.

The carriage headed north, and Liu Jiaojiao sat inside, idly playing with her nails.

"Miss, the tea is ready."

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