I don't know who picked me up, but I can feel a fiery and resentful gaze looking at me.
Needless to say, I also knew it was from Qingling.
After all, it was my appearance that ruined the hunt, so she should blame me.
Stumbling, I knew I was on the carriage at this time, but I didn't know who accompanied me on the carriage. I just felt that the person hugged me and got on the carriage without leaving, and then there was the sound of the carriage moving.
Then, not long after getting on the carriage, a joking voice sounded in my ears.
"Aren't you awake yet? How long do you have to pretend?"
This is the voice I heard before, not Yuwen Jueran's, but the voice of someone I don't know.
I'm not sure what he meant when he said it, because I think I should be able to pretend!
I'm already in poor health, and I just climbed such a high hillside. At this time, my body is very tired and a little overdrawn. Is this a lie?
I don't know, just when I was unsure, the man's voice rang again.
"If you don't open your eyes, I'm going to kiss you."
The man's voice came, with a ruffian's tone and a joking tone.
I was sure he had told me. I was so shocked that I quickly opened my eyes and kept my distance from him.
I saw a joking smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, and then his beautiful lips lifted up and he said provocatively: "Stop pretending."
I really want to argue: I don’t pretend anymore, you have exposed me, why should I pretend?
But I didn't say it so boldly. Instead, I continued to pretend, timid and scared, but looking at this man I didn't know who he was with a special coldness.
"You...don't hurt me..."
I said in horror, acting very scared.
But he still looked at me jokingly, but promised: "Don't worry, I always like to show mercy to beautiful women and will not hurt beauties."
He meant that I was beautiful, I knew that, but I was not proud of his compliment at all.
I looked at him defensively, like a little white rabbit guarding against the big bad wolf.
Who knows if what he says means what he says?
I don’t know when he conjured up a fan. He used the fan to lift my chin, teased me and said in a cold voice: "Tell me, what is your purpose?"
I had to admire his sharp eyes, but I couldn't tell my purpose.