"Who is Yu Chenfeng?" Su Yiyi scratched her ears in confusion. She seemed to have never come into contact with this person.
"Uh...Have you ever seen a big mahogany sedan carried by eight young women? Yu Chenfeng is the man sitting in it." He smiled, knowing that she had seen it before.
Thinking back to the seductive man in white running down the extremely luxurious and prosperous red sedan in the market yesterday, Su Yiyi understood that it was him that Hua Qingyan was talking about.
Recalling that she rushed forward, hugged him and called out to her husband, Su Yiyi immediately nodded guiltily, "Oh! I will never contact them again in the future." The feeling was like being caught - raped - in bed.
"Yes! I believe it, husband!" A wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he raised his chin and took her earlobe into his mouth.
"You're crazy! Where do you think this is?" Su Yiyi hurriedly pushed him away and raised his eyes warily towards the main hall. Fortunately, everyone was minding their own business and didn't notice them.
"Are you crazy about your husband?" Hua Qingyan pouted aggrievedly like a child who couldn't get candy. After a while, he stretched out his hands and hugged her waist from behind, and placed his head affectionately on Su Yiyi.
A greasy voice said on his shoulder: "You are my wife, and as a husband, I just like to kiss my wife."
"You are shameless in public, but I still want to be shameless." Su Yiyi reached out and gently pushed him away.
"Don't worry, my husband has a beautiful face. My husband will never want this face." He rubbed his lips against her ear, and his smile became even sweeter as he thought about his off-topic answer.
"Tsk!" Seeing his aggrieved look and his nonsensical logic, she finally laughed out loud and stopped pushing him.
After all, such an affectionate man is rare in the world.
After holding a cup of tea, she drank it by herself. When she raised her head, she saw a familiar figure quietly pushing out of the hall.
The corners of the lotus-colored clothes were fluttering in the wind, revealing such sadness, and the back seemed so lonely in the silent night.
When he walked to the entrance of the palace, the man turned around and glanced at her intentionally or unintentionally. Their eyes met and Su Yiyi put down the teacup in his hand. Was it him?
The man who claimed that she was his savior.
What was he leaving for?
There was something wrong with his expression. What happened? His eyes were filled with deep guilt and seemed to be inviting him. Yes, he wanted her to follow him.
Su Yiyi frowned curiously, and that gaze followed him, completely forgetting his own situation and the cold gaze beside him.
"Hua Qingyan, let me go out and get some fresh air."
After looking at the colorful dance in the hall, Su Yiyi quietly stepped down and followed Xu Ziye. He lifted up his skirt and quickened his pace, but still couldn't catch up with him.
Her eyelids suddenly jumped violently, and she felt that something must be happening.
His eyes had clearly lured her over just now, so why didn't he wait for her now?
"Xu Ziye?" She called out tentatively, remembering her conversation with Hua Qingyan at the banquet, but found that her footsteps did not slow down at all and even accelerated.
What's wrong? Su Yiyi frowned uneasily and couldn't help but get angry. Could he be playing tricks on her?
The moonlight was like silver, and he stood on the roof like a ghost in a spotless white suit, with his green hair flying, and the enchanting crimson ribbon around his waist dancing in the wind. He stood proudly in the wind, his fingers as white as jade tightly
Holding her chest, she looked sadly at the woman in red who followed Xu Ziye.
Madam, why do you want to disappoint your husband again?
Didn’t you promise not to contact them again?
If you can't do it, you don't have to agree to be your husband. If you agree, why do you break your promise?
Standing in the cold wind, she gathered up her fox fur cloak and subconsciously hugged her arms tightly. Only then did she realize that her whole body was cold. When she looked at Xu Ziye, he had disappeared without a trace.
She sighed slightly and wanted to walk back, but suddenly realized that she seemed to have lost her way?
Yes, she's lost! She was just following Xu Ziye, how could she still remember where she came from?
This thought made Su Yiyi feel even colder. It has been winter here since she traveled here, and she had always been afraid of the cold. Now that the night wind came and jumped into her collar, she couldn't help but tremble.
After looking around, she still felt that she was going in the direction Xu Ziye was walking. Even if she was discovered, she felt somewhat secure.
What surprised her was that she didn't find anyone from the palace along the way.
When she reached the corner, her steps suddenly stopped and she almost fell to the ground.
The sharp sword was placed on her neck, and the master holding the sword was the man who called her savior that afternoon.
"Xu Ziye?"
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Dear friends, dinner is even late. Where have all the people who have left messages recently gone? Hey, if you don’t show up again, you won’t be given sweet dates. You are not allowed to be lazy. Those who recommend leaving messages are not allowed to be lazy.
PS: Gold medal, gold medal, I don’t want to give up, I really want to fight for this opportunity! Wow, you guys, please do your best!! I’m crying~~~