"It doesn't hurt anymore."
His soft voice was broken by the wind, making it difficult for Zheng Quchi to hear clearly.
She leaned closer and asked softly, "Did you come all this way just to... pick me up?"
This time, there was no response from outside. She found it strange, thinking that her voice was too soft and he hadn't heard her.
She pursed her lips, but she didn't intend to say it a second time.
She sat up straight, only to see a hand push open the car door, and like a nimble snake darting through a flower stream, it slipped inside.
Upon closer inspection, she recognized him as Yuwen Sheng.
As soon as he arrived, the Xuanjia soldiers immediately became serious and made way for him to sit down.
Yuwen Sheng naturally sat down next to Zheng Quchi.
He met her fluttering light brown eyes and moved slightly closer to her. He noticed that she was subtly resisting and suppressing her breathing. His eyes darkened, but he withdrew his approaching breath.
He casually brushed a stray strand of her hair behind his back with his slender, pale hand, his voice carrying a chilling undertone: "I never intended to keep you here, but given the circumstances, leaving was far more dangerous than staying. I placed you in the safest place, and I believed that with your intelligence, you would be able to keep yourself safe."
Of course, even if she is not intelligent, cannot understand his intentions, and is dull-witted, she doesn't have to do anything. Just because of her kindness to Gongshu Jiruo, and because she has become a leader of the "Jichun Craftsmen's Guild", he will protect her and keep her safe.
He had planned everything perfectly, but he had overlooked his own heart, which was being gnawed by jealousy. He began to hate his own plan. What did it matter if it was dangerous? As long as she was by his side, he would protect her.
However, when making the choice, he ignored his own reluctance and chose the option that was more advantageous to her.
Sometimes he doesn't even know what he wants.
Why do you never do things according to your own wishes, but only to fulfill her wishes?
He initially kept her around to soothe his anger and lift his spirits, but now the priorities have reversed. Is there any point in him continuing to keep her?
Zheng Quchi took a deep breath, her nostrils filled with the smell of blood and a faint incense emanating from him. She tilted her head back and pressed herself against the car wall, trying to create as much space as possible between them.
"How did you get in?" Zheng Quchi asked.
Why does the train carriage suddenly feel smaller? I thought it was quite spacious before.
So who's driving now?
"There shouldn't be any scouts lying in ambush on the road ahead."
Upon seeing this, the others quickly shut down their senses, treating themselves as if they were nothing, like a piece of air or a decoration. In short, the carriage was so small that it could barely contain their presence.
Zheng Quchi glanced at the others, then looked at Yuwen Sheng, secretly cursing. She was most sensitive to Yuwen Sheng's emotional changes; a single change in his gaze was enough for her to know that he seemed to have been upset by something again, and dark clouds were gathering over him.
She quickly asked in a serious tone, "I understood the Zheng you left under the table, but what about that hair?"
"What hair?" Yuwen Sheng's sinister thoughts were instantly taken away by her.
Zheng Quchi had only asked casually, but now he wondered if he had made a mistake: "Didn't you leave a comb in your room, and there was a hair on it... Could that be a code?"
Yuwen Sheng paused for a moment, carefully discerning the meaning behind her words, then smiled and said leisurely, "You went to my room and... found that comb?"
She quickly took it out: "Yes, this is yours, right?"
She probably didn't mistake me for someone else.
He looked at it and chuckled, "It's definitely not a code; it's just an item I accidentally lost."
It wasn't by accident; he deliberately wanted to abandon it, but it still came back to him.
"If it's not a code, then why is there my hair on your comb..." She suddenly stopped mid-sentence.
Yuwen Sheng smiled and looked up, asking gently, "What do you want to say?"
What did she want to say? She didn't want to say anything at all.
As the saying goes, curiosity killed the cat. If he really has any strange quirks or unusual collecting habits, and she exposes him in public, he might become enraged and hurt her.
Seeing that there were other Ye soldiers nearby, Zheng Quchi hesitated to speak, so she didn't immediately question him about the marriage contract. Instead, she said, "There's something you need to be careful about. Gongshu Ji said that even if you return to Ye, you'll encounter some bad things. I think there's definitely some conspiracy against you."
Yuwen Sheng listened to her well-intentioned reminder, but his attention was not on his own safety. Instead, he asked with great interest, "Oh~ what else did he say?"
It's as if they're saying, "Keep talking, say more, and we'll settle accounts all at once when we've gathered enough evidence."
Why has this person suddenly become so unpredictable and erratic?
She remembered that he seemed to have some deep-seated grudge against Gongshu Jiruo, and the ruthlessness with which he wanted to stab her still made her shudder.
Putting myself in her shoes... No, this kind of empathy doesn't work, she's not as twisted and insane as him.
However, he certainly wouldn't want his people to get close to his enemy, so she changed the subject, pretending she suddenly couldn't remember: "He... probably didn't say anything, right? I rarely see him, and I'm usually indifferent to him. We're not close at all."
"If you're not familiar with him, then why did he say you wanted to go to Beiyuan Kingdom with him?" Yuwen Sheng's eyes gradually became strange, as if he was watching how she would fabricate a story, and if she didn't do it well, he would kill her and Gongshu Jiruo together.
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