"Who is your master?" These words seemed to provoke Song Yuxiu. "You won't let me in, and you say I'm an outsider. Is Shen Zhiyi perhaps your master's mistress?"
“I’ve never heard of him getting particularly close to anyone, Shen Zhiyi. Could it be that this man is ashamed of your past marriage, so he only dares to meet you at night in places like this?”
"He's definitely not sincere with you!"
"He's just after the power of the Duke's mansion and toying with your feelings."
Shen Zhiyi turned to look at him.
Is he brain-dead?
Or perhaps her mind is only capable of thinking about men and women, and nothing else. Her relationship with the Regent is completely innocent.
Just as she was about to speak, she caught a glimpse of a dark figure striding towards her, past the dim lights, through the pine and bamboo groves, as if the figure had merged with the night, with only the mask gleaming faintly in the moonlight.
Like a ghost, it came shattering the moonlight.
With his back to him and all his thoughts focused on Shen Zhiyi, Song Yuxiu did not notice that the guards around him had retreated to a distance of three zhang.
The crowd that had been looking in this direction has been dispersed.
Because that person had already reached out—
He drew the long sword that Kong Qing wore at his waist!
The blade was imposing, exuding a chilling aura.
Chen Zhiyi's breath tightened instinctively.
"Shen Zhiyi, you are my wife once, and you will be for life. Only I am truly sincere towards you..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was suddenly kicked in the back!
This kick,
The force was extremely strong!
Shen Zhiyi watched helplessly as his body, like an autumn leaf falling, was kicked away lightly and then crashed heavily under a short pine tree, landing face down, making him grimace in pain.
His head was still spinning from the impact, and his spine felt like it was about to break. He lay there, trying to get up.
"I am the heir of the Marquis's mansion. Who the hell is so blind as to dare to..."
He turned his head,
He met those unfathomable eyes, as deep and unfathomable as an ancient, cold well.
He even thought he was hallucinating.
Upon closer inspection, they were terrified, their very souls nearly leaving their bodies. "Your Majesty..."
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