Chapter 67 Suspicion

No matter how you think about it, there are huge loopholes in this matter. If others saw you, they would run away, so why didn't Jun Lin run away?

Why doesn't Jin Ge run away?

Why don't Minghe, Manhuang, Yanyu and Manchuan run away?

"If... I..."

She sighed and felt that it was difficult to speak in such a high-handed manner, just like when people are bored and analyzing specific situations with their sisters, her tone suddenly became approachable and down-to-earth: "I mean, if..."

Jin Ge: “Huh?”

Ye Du: “Huh?”

Jun Lin: “???”

She was unhappy: "What are you doing? We are talking about business. Can you be more serious about your attitude?"

Jin Ge was extremely surprised. She covered her lips with her sleeves, her eyelashes fluttered, and her sparkling eyes blinked: "Don't you only give up the title of "Gu" to people close to you? How come our relationship has finally been upgraded?"

Those beautiful peach blossom eyes were filled with mist and rain: "You still have some conscience. At least I didn't call you husband in vain during this time."

Jun Lin: “…”

Hey, make your position clear. You are lurking in the palace to steal things. We are the enemy. How can we take the initiative to get close to the enemy?

Jin·The whole process was so bad and willful that he almost never looked for Jingguo's order and lay flat all the way·Song: "Oh, I'm so happy~"

Ye·Bringing a burden to the teammate, I have been trying hard but never found him, so now I am just messing around·Du: "Am I liked?"

He smiled reservedly, imitating Jin Ge's words: "I'm so happy."

Jun Lin: “…”

Forget it, I’m really tired.

With your professional ethics, you two won't find anything even if you stay in the Jing Kingdom Palace for your entire life.

She looked at Jin Ge, who was smiling like a pretty fox, and then at Ye Du, who had a shy look on his face and pink flowers around him, and suddenly she couldn't find the words to deny it.

The emperor of Dajing sighed in frustration and surrendered: "Alright, I've been defeated by you."

The three people's position has been moved to the stone table in the yard. Each person has a small stone bench and sits in a triangle.

Jun Lin leaned forward slightly and waved his hand. The other two little heads hurried over, and the three heads started a secret tea party together.

"I mean, what if, in fact, you don't have a physique that makes people hate you?"

Ye Du was startled when he heard this, and suddenly he waited for the next words in silence with a solemn expression.

Jun Lin began to analyze the situation with a serious attitude: "Could it be that the guard who shot the bird when you were a child just pretended to be terrified and disgusted with you and left?"

Jin Ge's thoughts were suddenly opened, and he finally remembered what Ze Huang's actions were similar to.

He is really familiar with this.

He whispered, "And after your confinement was lifted, the others also avoided you and isolated you. Could this be the instruction of Emperor Ze, and Tang Qianqian?"

Ye Du's expression was not good at the moment, but Jin Ge continued to speak: "Now think about it carefully, since you came out of confinement, the people you have come into contact with are either servants or ministers of the Yue Kingdom Palace, or people from Yujian Villa. Didn't they receive orders to distance themselves from you? On the one hand, they use this method to stimulate your past, and on the other hand, they appear as your savior like a hero."

Jun Lin took over the conversation: "After you came to Jingguo, the servants in the palace did not dare to approach you because of your status and the hierarchy. There is nothing to think about it, but Minghe and the others have no such concerns at all. They get along with each other as they should. Emperor Ze cannot control us."

The more they talked, the more they felt that it made sense. Jin Ge and Jun Lin turned their heads and looked at each other in tacit understanding, and gradually revealed their thoughts. Jun Lin pondered and suddenly thought of a modern movie: "This is like The Truman Show."

Jin Ge was puzzled: "Husband, please tell me in detail."

"There is a man named Truman, who has lived in a small town on Utopia Island since he was a child. He has a happy family, a satisfying job, and lives an ordinary and happy life every day. However, he does not know that this is just a world in a glass bottle, and everything is fake."

In fact, this is just a huge photo studio. Except for him, everyone inside is an actor. There are thousands of cameras pointing at him every second of his life, and people all over the world are watching him every moment.

Jin Ge hesitated: "What?"

"That is to say, everyone is acting, his wife, relatives, friends, colleagues, everything is fake, even the world he lives in is fake, the real instigator is watching him from outside the glass bottle."

A horrible, fake, pathetic, fabricated life.

Jin Ge stopped talking. Ye Du pursed his thin lips, his eyes showing a mixture of confusion and clarity. No one knew what he was thinking.

"Ye Du, do you understand what I mean? I mean that it is possible that the world you have lived in since childhood was fabricated by Ze Huang and Tang Qianqian. This is a cage they have woven. Everyone around you follows orders and acts. They watch you from the outside and manipulate you to make you develop in the direction they want."

Jun Lin looked at the man's confused and fragile expression, and couldn't help but lower his voice: "So it's all fake, you don't have a disgusting physique at all."

Ye Du tilted his head slightly in confusion, as if his current confused mind was not enough to understand her words.

But his whole body was shaking, even his teeth were trembling.

It was a world created by the two people that I loved most, but it was completely overturned, leaving me confused and helpless.

It's like sitting in the ruins of collapsed faith, trying to find the hope of putting the fragments back together.

Jin Ge was shocked. He didn't care about these things before and naturally didn't think about them carefully, but now recalling what he and Ye Du had experienced, he was shocked for the first time and murmured, "This is really..."

Very interesting.

The corner of his lips, hidden by his lifted sleeves, was silently bending up. He suddenly wanted to live longer to see how Ye Du, who looked like a broken porcelain doll, would treat Ze Huang and Tang Qianqian.

Jun Lin pressed his shaking hands that were resting on the table. Her narrow eyes were as bright as a blazing fire. She repeated firmly, "You don't have a physique that makes people hate you."

She bent down and tilted her head to look at the man with his head lowered.

Originally there was a smooth tabletop in his sight, but suddenly a bright face appeared and he saw bright joy in that person's eyes.

It seemed as if she was happier than herself that she was not hated by others.

His shaking hands gradually calmed down under her caress. Ye Du couldn't help but lower his head a little bit. Their noses touched each other, and their warm breaths fell on each other's skin. Jun Lin was stunned, but he suddenly said, "What's your choice?"

"What is Truman's choice?"

The young emperor's eyes were blazing, and his words were filled with joy and pleasure: "Escaped."

"No matter if it was his wife, relatives, friends or colleagues, he left them all behind! He resolutely broke through the false world and ran towards his own freedom."

She was excited: "Freedom is made up of rules and regulations. Trapped in a false world, all you need is the truth to save you. When the truth comes, you will find that freedom has always broken through the shackles."

"So run, Ye Du, run forward with big strides until you are sweating profusely, run until your breathing is rapid and the wind is blowing, run until no one can catch up with you, run until you can get rid of all constraints."

The phoenix's eyes were bright and startling: "Run, Ye Du!"