Isn't the owner of this voice the same masked man who almost strangled her to death last time?
It’s true that enemies often meet on a narrow road.
Wait, what did he just say?
Second emperor brother?
Emperor...brother?
She remembered that the masked man used to say "I am the king", but now he is called the Second Emperor Brother Yin Haoyu, which means...
Bai Li turned back and stared blankly at Yin Haoyu, whose expression changed slightly. He pointed at him and then outside, "You...are you the prince?"
"Yes." Yin Haoyu smiled and said apologetically, "Li'er, it's inconvenient to explain to you now. Let's go down first. I'll talk to you about this matter when we get back."
"No, I won't go down!" Bai Li, who was about to go out in a hurry, suddenly sat back down, "You go down first."
Seeing Bai Li's look, Yin Haoyu looked nervous and couldn't help but said: "You...are you angry with me?"
"Oh, no, I'm not that stingy." Bai Li waved his hand towards Yin Haoyu and said with an indifferent expression: "I just don't like to see strangers, please go down quickly."
Although she is wearing a veil now, there is no guarantee that the perverted masked man will not recognize her.
She didn't want to go down there and die.
Yin Haoyu narrowed his eyes, and then said: "Okay, then Li'er will sit here for a while."
With that said, he got out of the carriage first.
Outside the car, Yin Moxuan, a silver robe fluttering in the wind, was leaning against the pillar at the door of Wangjiang Tower with his arms folded, looking at him with a smile on his face.
Seeing him appear, Yin Moxuan straightened up and slightly curled his lips: "Second Emperor Brother, what a coincidence that I meet you here."
"Yes, it's really a coincidence. Did Brother Xuan come alone?" Yin Haoyu smiled softly and turned his eyes slightly, as if he was looking for something.
"It would be nice if I could come out alone." Yin Moxuan shook his head helplessly, and then pursed his lips towards the distance, "Why don't I have to go over there and take a look every time I come out."
Yin Haoyu followed Yin Moxuan's line of sight and saw a tall woman in red carrying something in front of a flower stall not far away. As if she felt someone was watching her, she turned her head slightly and looked towards
over here.
Holding a blooming peony in her hand, her stunning beauty slightly spread out, and she smiled like a flower. That smile made the originally delicate flower in her hand lose its color in an instant.
Real people are more delicate than flowers, and real people are more beautiful than flowers.
"Wow, what a beautiful beauty!" At this moment, a sigh came from the carriage.