The entire moat was unusually quiet.
She turned her head and stared blankly at the man who was approaching.
"You flew here?"
Looking at her extremely innocent little face, Mo Yunhan inexplicably wanted to strangle her.
Without saying a word, his footwork suddenly became ghostly, scooping the person into his arms and leaping straight down into the water.
Jiang Qingwan quickly hugged his neck, but didn't even cry out in surprise.
Just as the two were about to fall into the water, Mo Yunhan lightly patted the water's surface, turned around, and with his clothes fluttering, took over the several painted boats lying on the water and easily landed on the shore.
"Aren't you afraid I'll drown you?"
A cold voice came from above.
Jiang Qingwan raised her eyes, her cool forehead brushing against the man's cold, hard chin.
Her pretty little face carried a defiant air of arrogance.
"We're in this together now."
Mo Yunhan choked uncomfortably, and the large hand gripping her waist tightened suddenly, deliberately using force.
Sure enough, he heard the woman in his arms let out a soft, displeased groan.
"It hurts, let go."
A touch of languor, a touch of coquettishness.
In the deep darkness of the night, it stirs the heart and makes one tremble.
Mo Yunhan relaxed his grip slightly and asked coolly, "Are you planning to walk back?"
Jiang Qingwan then noticed that there were no carriages from the Prince's Mansion on the riverbank.
She was speechless.
"You ran here?"
Are you out of your mind, coming here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?
Enjoy the scenery.
Mo Yunhan casually released her and walked forward with his hands behind his back.
"Stay close. The curfew guards recognize me, but they don't recognize you. Don't blame me if you get riddled with arrows."
Jiang Qingwan stared at the back of the person in front of her, so angry she wanted to punch them.
She arrived in Guo Hao's carriage; at this hour, there were no other carriages to be found.
She turned to look at the painted boat floating far away on the river.
She didn't see Qinghui anywhere, and with no one around, she could only follow in Mo Yunhan's footsteps.
Not far away, Ye Qi, who was hiding at the bend of the riverbank, covered Qing Sui's mouth and huddled by the carriage. After the person had gone far away, he said, "Are you stupid? If you go up there at this time, the master will twist your head off."
Qing Sui glanced at the carriage and then at the two people walking further and further away, and rolled her eyes.
"When did our lord become so childish?"
Ye Qi chuckled twice.
"Why don't you go and say it to the Lord?"
The green ears of grain remain silent, only focusing on sharpening their knives.
She might not be able to beat Ye Qi, but she certainly had the ability to splatter him with blood.
That's really infuriating.
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