He got out of bed, lit the lamp, and lifted the gauze curtain.

"Yaoyao, it's okay." He comforted her gently and stretched out his arms to her.

Du Yaoyao timidly leaned forward and nodded, staring at him with ambiguous eyes filled with tears.

The young man was wearing a plain white shirt, had fair skin and black hair, and had an extremely elegant and refined appearance. His thin lips made him look more desolate, like the cold snow on the mountain top and the cold jade in the spring.

He was smiling at her now, his face full of concern.

Du Yaoyao felt cold for no reason.

In order to escape from the control of Hong'e and Chu Xun, she seduced the Nanzhao groom and accidentally killed him. And the person in front of her might be the murderer who will kill her in the future.

The word "lust" is a sword hanging over your head. The groom can die, but can Chen Jie die?

What if Chen Jie died?

I won't have to worry anymore, and maybe I can return to my hometown in Qingzhou and live a peaceful life.

"Yaoyao?" Seeing that she was stunned, Chen Jie called out again.

Du Yaoyao came back to her senses.

No, Shenjie cannot die.

Even though she was drowsy when she got off the carriage tonight, she could still hear the sound of horse hooves following closely. No matter where he goes, there must be a large number of secret guards following him.

As the prince's most trusted confidant, the prince will definitely keep him safe. There is no telling how many secret agents the East Palace has sent there secretly.

If anything happened to Chen Jie, the prince would definitely be the first one who would not forgive her, and it might even implicate the original owner's entire family.

Even if she denies it, she can still pass the prince's investigation. But will this change the plot of the book: the hero dies, the prince is too weak to ascend the throne, and Chu Xun becomes the emperor...

She doesn't have a good life either!

Du Yaoyao lowered her eyes to hide her thoughts and sobbed, "I'm thirsty. I need some water..."

After a long while, Chen Jie withdrew his hand and smiled, "I forgot about your crying face." He poured a cup of hot water from the copper stove and sat down beside the bed, "Come, drink some water to replenish yourself."

Du Yaoyao obediently leaned into his arms and drank the wine from his hand. Chen Jie wiped the tears from her cheeks with a white handkerchief.

"What's wrong?" The two lay down again, and Shen Jie asked softly.

"I had a nightmare." Du Yaoyao answered sullenly.

"I guess so," Shen Jie hugged her tightly and speculated, "Is it because of that groom during the day?"

"Well." Du Yaoyao asked, "Is he really dead?"

Du Yaoyao heard from Mu, the steward under Chu Xun, that she killed the groom, but she didn't know whether it was true or not.

Shen Jie was silent for a moment, and answered irrelevantly, "Yaoyao, are you afraid?"

Afraid, of course I am. Although she killed in self-defense, she still took a life. Everyone has a family, relatives and children.

Du Yaoyao recalled that her grandmother was always worried about her before she died. Her heart ached and she whispered, "When you have time, please go to the temple and help me burn a long-burning lamp for him... and ask the Nanzhao envoy to give his family some more money."

Chen Jie did not respond for a long time.

He thought of Du Yaoyao when he first met her.

At that time, he went to Beijing to take the imperial examination. Opposite the inn where he stayed was a famous building with delicious food and fine wine.

A ragged young child was begging outside a door. His head accidentally touched the embroidered shoes of a beautiful woman. The woman immediately kicked him, and the child fell to the ground, whimpering for a long time and unable to get up.

He pretended to pass by and threw a few silver coins to the child.

The woman glared at him arrogantly, her disgust for the little boy beyond words.

Therefore, he always felt that Du Yaoyao was not a good person.

But her panic and regret at this moment did not seem fake.

For the first time, Shen Jie deeply felt that she seemed to have two souls in the same body.