Chu Qingluan narrowed his eyes, "What do you mean, Master Yun?"
Being let down?
who?
Is it him?
But according to previous information, Yun Yan, as an inconspicuous illegitimate son of the Yun family, has always been submissive and humble.
This time, he was appreciated by Chu Lang for his talent and became a guest of the Eastern Palace. If he wanted to take revenge, he should have done it long ago.
Why would he say such things in front of her?
For some reason, Chu Qingluan always felt that the person in front of him would give him an extremely familiar and dangerous feeling from time to time.
But every time when she was about to find out the truth, he would walk away as if nothing had happened.
Qi Che chuckled and said meaningfully, "Your Highness, do you think we should break her wings and let her rely on only one person?"
With a "click".
As he finished speaking, a branch broke in his hand, looking extremely out of place in the air.
The fiery and twisted eyes fell on Chu Qingluan, as if they were finally going to tear off the disguise on their faces.
He didn't want her pity or her charity.
What he wanted was for her to belong to him completely, even if she had to be tied with a chain!
Chu Qingluan's eyes moved slightly, and her hand under her sleeve secretly pressed against a silver hairpin, but a perfect look of confusion appeared on her face.
"Mr. Yun's words remind me of a Saker Falcon I raised when I was young.
The falcon had a very fierce temper, and it starved to death after its wings were broken—"
She raised her eyes and looked directly into Qi Che's distorted pupils: "Do you think this is not worth the loss?"
As she spoke, she pushed the teacup to the center of the table, and with this action, she also managed to create some distance between herself and Qi Che without making a sound.
Before getting off the car, he turned back and added: "But... Mr. Yun is such a gentle person, he doesn't seem like the kind of person with a cruel heart."
Qi Che's eyes darkened.
Chu Qingluan took the opportunity to add: "Xunzi said, 'A rush growing among hemp will grow straight without support.' Young Master Yun was familiar with the books of sages when he was young, so he would never forget the way to cultivate himself. Moreover..."
She slowly glanced at Qi Che's tense jaw, "No matter how sharp a blade is, if it loses its sheath, it will eventually hurt others and yourself."
Qi Che's pupils suddenly shrank, and the desire in his heart seemed to be infinitely magnified in an instant.
He sneered, suddenly stepped forward, and locked his eyes on Chu Qingluan with an extremely aggressive look.
"Princess, are you teaching me...how to be a human being?"
"But how do you know that a moth burned by fire no longer cares about the lampshade?"
Chu Qingluan's whole body suddenly tensed up, and she reached out and pressed the silver hairpin against his chest: "Master Yun, although I am in trouble, I am not a sparrow that can be manipulated by others. Back off!"
Qi Che chuckled and slowly straightened up.
He lowered his eyes to look at the silver hairpin against his chest, his eyes filled with morbid obsession:
"The princess' hairpin is still so sharp."
The suggestive words set off alarm bells in Chu Qingluan's heart.
The person in front of her seemed to know her much more than she thought.
Is he really Yun Yan?
Just when Chu Qingluan was stunned for a moment, she saw Qi Che suddenly reach out and grasp the tip of the hairpin, and move it half an inch towards her chest. Blood flowed down between her fingers, but he seemed not to feel the pain. Instead, he put the bloody finger in his mouth and licked it.
"Your Highness, do you think you can stop me with this?"
Chu Qingluan's eyes flashed, and she immediately took the opportunity to put the silver hairpin against her neck, threatening him: "Mr. Yun, why don't you try and see which is faster, my hairpin or your movements."
Qi Che suddenly froze and stared at her without blinking.
Although she was poisoned by the muscle softening powder, it doesn't mean she has no strength at all.
The Adam's apple is soft and does not require much force to pierce it.
While he was stunned, Chu Qingluan had already slowly exerted force, and immediately, bright red blood beads seeped out from her snow-white skin, forming a glaring blood line on the silver hairpin.
Qi Che's eyes finally showed panic, and his outstretched hand froze in mid-air: "You..."
“Back off!”
Chu Qingluan's voice was like ice, and the tip of the hairpin moved a little deeper, with a resolute tone: "Otherwise, there will be only one more corpse under the gate of Youzhou City tomorrow."
The car curtain was blown up by the wind, and the disguise on Qi Che's face finally broke, revealing a ferocious and unwilling look: "To avoid me, you don't even want your life?"
"Wrong!" Chu Qingluan looked at him directly: "It's a bet you can't bear to give up."
After that, there was a suffocating silence.
After a while, Qi Che suddenly laughed softly, with a hint of madness in his laughter:
"Good! Very good!"
Qi Che staggered back out of the car, his hands still tightly grasping the curtain: "But your highness, remember, in this world, the only one who truly cares about you is me!"
After confirming that Qi Che had left, Chu Qingluan slowly put down the silver hairpin in her hand.
She stared at the swaying car curtain, her eyes still as cold as before.
It’s indeed him!
The paranoid look, the morbid possessiveness, and the movement when licking blood, except Qi Che, there is no other madman in the world who would be so obsessed with her.
So...disgusting.
She took out a handkerchief, pressed the wound on her neck, and thought quickly in her mind.
First, Qi Che faked his death and joined Chu Hong, he must have some ulterior motive;
Second, since he dared to approach her and tried to molest her, he was sure that she could not escape;
Third, we will arrive at Youzhou City tomorrow...
Once she arrives in Youzhou, the territory of the Third Prince Chu Hong, it would be extremely difficult for her to escape.
So the chance only comes tonight.
In the evening, the convoy stopped at an inn to rest.
"Your Highness, it's time to eat." A guard whispered outside the car.
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