Chapter 743 You don’t trust him?
The carriage of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion drove into the mansion gate in the dark night.
The silence along the way almost froze the air in the car into ice.
Chu Ruohan held her daughter's hand tightly without saying a word, while Gu Qingchen leaned on his mother's shoulder, staring at the street scene rapidly receding outside the car window, motionless.
Returning to his familiar courtyard, Gu Qingchen washed away his fatigue and coldness, changed into soft pajamas, but felt no sleepiness at all.
She dismissed all the servants and sat alone on the couch in front of the window, staring blankly at the bare osmanthus tree outside the window.
The coldness at the bottom of the cliff, the assassin's murderous intent, Zhao Chenan's crazy behavior, and the strange black iron tiger talisman, scenes flashed in her mind one after another, making her feel confused.
A sound of light footsteps came closer and stopped outside her door.
"It's me."
Qian Zhenyun's gentle voice came through the door.
Gu Qingchen's tense nerves relaxed slightly, and she stood up and opened the door.
Qian Zhenyun, dressed in a blue shirt, stood quietly in the light of lanterns in the corridor. When he saw that she was safe and sound, a hint of genuine relaxation appeared in his eyes, which were always calm.
He lifted the food box in his hand, a familiar smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.
"I heard that you brought His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to experience the life of a divine couple, but the way you brought them down to earth was a bit intense."
As he spoke, he walked into the house, put the lunch box on the table, and skillfully took out a bowl of steaming almond milk from it.
Gu Qingchen rolled his eyes in anger at his joke, but the depression in his heart inexplicably dissipated a little.
She walked to the table, sat down, picked up the spoon, and said angrily, "If you keep talking nonsense, I will pour this bowl of almond milk on your head."
"Then I'll be at a big loss."
Qian Zhenyun sat down opposite her, his eyes falling on the annoying gauze on her arm. The smile in his eyes faded, replaced by a hint of heaviness.
"Next time you encounter something like this, don't be so stubborn."
He looked at her, his tone more serious than ever.
"Being alive is more important than anything else."
Gu Qingchen paused stirring the sweet soup in the bowl. She raised her eyes and met those eyes. Her heart warmed and she nodded heavily.
At this moment, a maid outside the courtyard announced: "Miss, the young master of the Lin family is here to visit."
Qian Zhenyun's eyebrows moved slightly. He picked up the teacup and lowered his eyelids to hide the expression in his eyes.
Gu Qingchen's expression turned cold instantly.
A moment later, Lin Jiayou, dressed in moon-white brocade clothes, walked in hurriedly.
As soon as he entered the door, his face showed just the right amount of anxiety and concern, and his eyes fell directly on Gu Qingchen.
"Qingchen, I heard you were frightened. I was extremely worried. Are you okay?"
As he spoke, he was about to step forward, as if wanting to hold her hand to comfort her.
Gu Qingchen unnoticeably picked up the almond milk on the table and moved sideways to avoid his approach.
Lin Jiayou's outstretched hand stopped awkwardly in mid-air.
"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Lin. I'm fine." Gu Qingchen's voice was polite and distant. The word "Mr. Lin" was like an invisible wall, instantly widening the distance between the two.
The concern on Lin Jiayou's face froze for a moment. He slowly withdrew his hand and glanced at Qian Zhenyun, who was drinking tea calmly beside him. A trace of gloom flashed across his eyes.
He looked at Gu Qingchen, the smile on his face was still gentle, but the warmth in his eyes had receded like the tide, leaving only cold scrutiny.
He could see that her attitude towards him had changed.
"What exactly happened? Why was it so dangerous?" Lin Jiayou sat down, his tone sounding as if he was just expressing his concern casually.
Gu Qingchen scooped a spoonful of almond milk into his mouth, but the sweet taste couldn't suppress the irritability in his heart.
She remembered her father and Zhao Chen'an's instructions and replied calmly, "It was just an accident, not worth mentioning."
These understated words made Lin Jiayou's fingertips curl gently on his knees.
Accident?
He looked at her cold profile and sneered in his heart.
There aren't so many coincidental accidents in this world.
Would the daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo and the future emperor fall off a cliff so easily?
She was on guard against him.
"I'm glad you're okay." Lin Jiayou stood up, his face returning to its gentle and gentlemanly look.
"You just escaped danger, so you must be tired. I won't bother you any more. You should have a good rest."
Gu Qingchen didn't even raise his eyelids, but just hummed softly.
Lin Jiayou looked at her deeply, nodded slightly to Qian Zhenyun, then turned and left.
When his figure disappeared outside the courtyard gate, Gu Qingchen finally put down the spoon in his hand, and his delicate brows were tightly furrowed.
Qian Zhenyun put down his teacup and said softly, "You don't trust him?"
Gu Qingchen shook his head, then nodded, his voice a little muffled: "I don't know, Gungun, I just feel that everything is different from before."
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