Seeing him lowering his eyes and saying nothing, an inexplicable feeling of annoyance quietly rose from the bottom of her heart. She simply moved her gaze out the window and looked at the red clouds on the horizon. A hint of despair passed through her eyes inadvertently, which even she herself had not noticed.
She said coldly, "Lord Dongchen, you can rest assured. We, Fomalhaut, have always kept our promises. Since we have promised to be with you, we will not let this ship sink easily."
"Do you really like to speculate on me with some unbearable thoughts?" He stared at her again, and there seemed to be a trace of disappointment that was too light to catch in his slightly sunken eyes, "Lin Wanwan, aren't you tired?"
She was stunned, and there was a faint bitterness in her heart, which instantly cast a layer of sadness on her bright face. She calmed down, and a far-fetched smile appeared on her lips, "The King of Dongchen is joking, what's on your mind?" It’s so unpredictable, why should I try to figure it out without knowing what I can do?”
There seemed to be a trace of vague worry suppressed between his slightly frowned eyebrows. Before he could speak, he saw her suppressing her smile and looking at him solemnly, with a cold sense of alienation in her voice.
"Since we are sailing in the same boat, I have to remind Lord Dongchen here. The future and life of Beiluo Shimen City are all on Lord Dongchen. Before the great cause of Nanling is completed, I still hope that Lord Dongchen can Let’s put aside the personal affairs of our children for the time being, and put the great cause first in everything.” After that, she gave him a perfunctory salute and said, “Goodbye.”
"Lin Wanwan."
When she was about to turn around and leave, Su Jingqian called her in a deep voice. She paused in her steps, turned her eyes slightly, and glanced at the man indifferently with her cold peripheral vision.
I saw his expression suddenly change, his thin lips raised lazily, his eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, as if looking through a layer of misty mist, making it impossible to see through his mind, "You are right. , since we are on the same boat, I don’t want you to have any misunderstandings about me.”
Before she could speak, he whispered, "Zishu."
"Master." A gust of wind passed by, and Lin Wanwan saw a dark shadow flash, and a man in black clothes stood in front of Su Jingqian and bowed to him.
This was the third time she had seen Zi Shu. As one of the three bodyguards around Su Jingqian, she had only seen him take action once, and that one action was enough to make Lin Wanwan's memory still fresh - destroying him. That night in the Blood Clothes Pavilion, he broke Longyang Peak's cold iron sword out of thin air using only his internal strength.
If Yusu and Nuanyan's martial arts can be regarded as the best of the younger generation in the martial arts world, then Zi Shu's martial arts can be described as reaching the pinnacle.
He is the same as Ziyu, but he is only twenty-three or fourteen years old. He has the same outstanding figure and appearance, but he is not as calm and reserved as Ziyu, but has a more free and easy attitude.
Su Jing moved away from the white jade beast paperweight and glanced at him lightly, "What's going on?"
That indifferent glance, without even frowning, made Zi Shu feel an invisible sense of oppression. His heart tightened, and he immediately raised his hands and said, "This..."
He was about to speak when he suddenly thought of something and looked at Lin Wanwan hesitantly.
"Tell it like it is."
Su Jingqian's deep voice did not have any fluctuations, but it conveyed an intimidating majesty, which made Zi Shu's spine unconsciously press down.
"It was sent by Zilan. He said it was the intention of Lord Shadow. Recently, the ministers have been reporting to each other, saying..." He glanced at Su Jingqian uneasily, then immediately lowered his head and said, "You can't talk about the country for a day." If you don’t have a queen, I want you to establish a queen as soon as possible so that you can spread the branches and leaves of Dongchen. This is the woman recommended by the late queen’s mother’s family. You were not here when she was sent to you, so my subordinates gave it to you... and put it in the book …”
When Lin Wanwan heard him say the last few words, his voice was obviously weak. It seemed that he was both respectful and afraid of the person in front of him.
Su Jingqian's expression was calm, and there was a bottomless and unpredictable look in his eyes, as dark as a cold pool.
He was silent for a moment, and then said in a deep voice: "Inform the other side that anyone who dares to send such a thing in the future will go to the secret cell to receive the punishment. If such an insignificant thing appears in my room again -" His eyes He narrowed his eyes slightly, with a faint smile on his lips, and looked at Zishu lightly, "You go too."
"yes!"
Zi Shu trembled inwardly, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He was very aware of his master's habit - when his eyes narrowed, he was either suspicious or murderous. In short, no matter what it is, the secret prison is a place no one can stay in! He didn't know why he was so unlucky today. He couldn't believe that Miss Lin accidentally saw the painting in his book.
"Tell Shadow that he will find a way to suppress this matter himself." Su Jingqian added and waved his hand towards him.
"Yes. I'm resigning." Seeing that he didn't pursue the matter any further, Zi Shu finally breathed a sigh of relief, quickly picked up the portrait and disappeared into the room.
"Is it clear now?" Su Jingqian looked slowly towards Lin Wanwan, the corners of his reddish lips raised in a half-smile, with an intriguing meaning.
Lin Wanwan's thick and curled eyelashes trembled slightly. After learning the truth, she felt an inexplicable lightness in her heart. The previous dull mood seemed to have quietly disappeared with the setting sun outside the window. .
But what was going on with his meaningful tone? It seemed as if she was getting angry with him and he was coaxing her.
She looked at him with suspicious eyes. When she met his funny and somewhat conniving gaze, her heart suddenly trembled, and she looked away as if she felt guilty, pretending to be indifferent and said: "I know."
Every subtle change of expression on her face did not escape his keen eyes, and the light and bright color between her eyebrows had already been clearly seen by him.
A layer of warmth gradually appeared in his smiling eyes, and he pointed to the bookshelf next to him, "I have some books here. If you are bored, you can come up and read them yourself."
She glanced at the full but neat bookshelf and frowned in disgust, "Looking at these books of yours, I would fall asleep without a stick of incense."
"Then come up and watch with me."
His seemingly unintentional words made Lin Wanwan's heart feel like it was squeezed slightly by something. She opened her mouth, and just about to object, she heard him say again: "If you are sleepy, there is something inside." Soft."
"You mean... you want me to sleep with you?"
Lin Wanwan was startled again, muttering in her heart, what kind of wind did Su Jin have today? Normally he would frown when someone touched the hem of his clothes, but now he let her sleep on his soft body? Is he planning something else?
When I think of him reading in the outside room and her sleeping in the back room, the scene looks weird. They are just allies, not...
With the distracting thoughts in her mind, her cheek felt like being stung by an ant, a tingling sensation arose, and her skin gradually turned crimson.
Su Jingqian seemed to like seeing her in embarrassment. Seeing her face flushing, he raised his eyebrows, looked at her meaningfully with his lips curled up, and said quietly again, "If you want to sleep in my bed, I will I don’t mind either.”
"Su Jin!"
After catching a glimpse of the playful look on his face, she instantly understood his prank and couldn't help but glare at him. She grabbed a book from the bookshelf and threw it at him mercilessly, with a look of gritted teeth.
His chest vibrated slightly, and several melodious chuckles escaped from his throat, and he skillfully received the book that was thrown at him. This hearty laughter was a little intoxicating, and it was also pure as he had never been in these years.
