Soon someone discovered that she had fallen into the water.

Jiang Muyu was rescued and sat on the edge of the pleasure boat. She was catching her breath and when she raised her eyes she met Xiahou Yan's half-smile.

She slapped her chest and spat out a mouthful of water, which unexpectedly sprayed Xiahou Yan in the face.

The other party immediately stepped back, frowning and shouting in disgust: "Ah - it's so dirty!"

Then he hurried back into the pleasure boat.

Jiang Muyu guessed that he must have gone to wash his face because Xiahou Yan had a serious obsession with cleanliness.

When she got angry with Xiahou Yan, she felt in a good mood. She sat on the ground casually, looking up and laughing.

Although she was smiling, she was now soaking wet, having been shivering like a sieve in the cold first month of the year. She quickly returned to the pleasure boat and changed back into her original clothes.

After this incident, the pleasure boat suddenly sped up and soon reached the shore.

Xiahou Yan took her to watch the sunset as if nothing had happened.

They rode in a carriage all the way to the west of the city and finally stopped in front of a tall tower.

Jiang Muyu got off the carriage and looked at the tall pagoda in front of him, stunned: "Should we climb up there?"

Xiahou Yan nodded: "This tower can overlook the scenery of the entire city, and it has a unique charm with the afterglow of the sunset."

"But it's also beautiful to watch the sunset from the pleasure boat. Maybe we can even see the beautiful scenery of 'the setting sun and the lone wild goose flying together, and the autumn water and the sky being the same color'."

"The poem is good, but the suggestion is not. There is no solitary wild goose in the current season."

Jiang Muyu looked up at the dark sky and said, "I don't think we can see any sunset glow."

Xiahou Yan ignored him, walked into the tower, and said, "Even if you can't see it, I still want you to see the scenery of the whole city."

"But..." I really don't want to watch it!

In the end, she didn't say the following words because she was immediately frightened when she met the fierce look of the maid next to her. She had long felt that this maid must be very skilled, otherwise Xiahou Yan would not have brought her with him wherever he went.

She sighed inwardly, but still followed him.

Who asked her to take the money? Besides, she had other purposes.

Jiang Muyu followed Xiahou Yan helplessly up the stairs. The tower was a bit old, and the wooden stairs made a creaking sound when walking up.

She climbed up breathlessly, and when she looked up, she saw Xiahou Yan walking leisurely in front of her, which made her feel a little depressed.

For ancient people, practicing internal strength was like using a cheat, but she is so unlucky that she doesn't have such qualifications. There is probably no other time traveler in the world more miserable than her.

"Oh!" Unable to climb any further, she simply sat on the stairs without moving.

Xiahou Yan didn't hear the movement behind him. He turned around and saw her sitting on the steps, with her legs stretched out and her face tilted up. She did not have the elegance and dignity that a lady from a noble family should have.

He leaned against the handrail, staring at her, and as he stared, his thoughts passed through her and saw another person.

That quirky little girl is also so casual.

The prince took her for a horse ride. She held the reins and waved the whip. The unbridled wind blew up her clothes and hair. She was like a butterfly that could fly away at any time.

He lost his parents at the age of three and was sold to the palace by his uncle for ten taels of silver when he was five. He experienced the ups and downs of life at an early age and was later adopted as an adopted son by Chief Steward Mao because of his cleverness.

His adoptive father taught him many things, including how to gain a foothold in this palace full of intrigues.

Teach him how to read his master's eyes and act accordingly; teach him how to stand out in front of his master.

He knew that the prince was a proud man, that he looked cold but had a kind heart, and that he valued and accepted talented people.

So he did not behave like a eunuch in front of the prince. He wanted the prince to see his pride and talent.

The prince did not disappoint him. He promoted him and taught him martial arts and poetry.

Sometimes he even thought that if he could be born as a prince, he would be able to sit on the supreme position with his intelligence and courage.

It's a pity...he doesn't have such a good life.

He was lost in thought as he looked at the little girl who was laughing carefreely in the wind. He had never seen such a person in the palace before.

There were so many rules in the palace that it was hard for everyone to breathe. Even the Empress couldn't laugh out loud, but she could.

Those rules and regulations seemed to be unable to restrain her at all. She could cry when she wanted to cry and laugh when she wanted to laugh. She could act coquettishly in the prince's arms, eat at the same table and sleep with the almighty Prince, and even talk to the prince until he was speechless and was willing to condescend to coax her.

Such a girl is so vivid and lively, just like a black and white ink painting that suddenly has a touch of color added, which looks beautiful and dazzling.

It just made him have some evil thoughts.

He wanted to possess this beauty, but he also wanted to see this touch of vitality gradually wither and die.

He had no capital to compete with the prince. The only thing that could be considered as a rival was that he was more ruthless than anyone else and more reckless than the prince.

He originally wanted to keep the little girl by his side, and then slowly devour her alive.

That would be fun.

It's a pity that she was too stupid and would rather die than follow that stupid prince. Otherwise, he wouldn't have killed her with his own hands.

…

Jiang Muyu rested enough and gathered himself together. He brushed off the dust on his body and continued to walk up.

Xiahou Yan's teasing voice came from above: "You can still walk? I thought that was all you could do."

Jiang Muyu snorted and said, "Who are you looking down on? It's just a broken tower. I can conquer it right away!"

"Oh? You seem quite ambitious. Come on and catch up."

After he finished speaking, he continued to walk up.

After walking for another quarter of an hour, Jiang Muyu finally reached the top of the tower. It was a pavilion with empty walls and supported by only four pillars. From here one could overlook the entire city.

Jiang Muyu was afraid that Xiahou Yan would suddenly go crazy and push her off the tower, so she stood in the middle of the pavilion and didn't dare to go forward.

Xiahou Yan seemed to have seen through her thoughts. He leaned against the edge of the railing, looked over with a smile, and said, "I asked you to accompany me to watch the sunset, not to stand there like a sculpture. Come here."

Jiang Muyu shook his head: "The sky is so big, I can see it even if I stand here."

"Then... it's up to you."

Jiang Muyu was surprised that he didn't force himself to go over.

She had just breathed a sigh of relief when she suddenly heard him say in a light voice, "Look at the sky, there will be no sunset today, let's go down."

"But we have only been here for a short while!"

"But if we stay here any longer, I'm afraid it's going to rain soon." Xiahou Yan walked downstairs.

Jiang Muyu looked at his back, and there were a thousand horses galloping in her heart!