"Close your eyes. "
Before Shen Qiaochen could react, a black shadow fell from the sky, covering her head, and then she was pulled into a slightly cool embrace.
The faint scent of agarwood immediately filled her surroundings. Shen Qiaochen froze. Just as she was about to struggle, she heard a voice coming from above her head.
"do not move. "
The deep male voice was soft but unmistakable. In the darkness, Shen Qiaochen blinked, but she remembered that Xiao Jue had said these two words when he applied the medicine to her just now.
Her fingertips brushed the circle of ink on her right hand, and her heart softened for no reason, and she stopped struggling.
Feeling that the person in his arms was quiet, Xiao Jue took out a few small black balls from somewhere and threw them out along the car windows and doors in several directions...
There are still huge crowds of people outside, cheering and crowding the floats as they move forward.
Everyone saw something flying out of the car, and then heard a "bang...", and then white smoke filled the air around the float.
The moonlight is like water, and the lanterns in people's hands are the only light source in the dark night. The gauze around the float dances gently in the wind, and the rising smoke adds a bit of fairyland to it.
There was a burst of cheers from the crowd, thinking that this was a planned arrangement. They were all just admiring the misty scene in front of them, but did not notice the figure jumping out of the float the moment the smoke dispersed.
Maybe some people noticed it, but the black shadow disappeared too quickly and disappeared in an instant, so most people thought it was their imagination.
…
Shen Qiao nestled in Xiao Jue's arms. As the crowd's frolics became farther and farther away, she felt that the surrounding scenery was fleeting and she could only hear the whistling wind in her ears.
Xiao Jue dressed in ink, crossed the crowd with a few ups and downs, and ducked into the deserted alley.
After an unknown amount of time, the evening breeze blew away the "shadow" on Shen Qiaochen's face. At the same time, Xiao Jue also stopped.
Shen Qiaochen looked up at him blankly. The passing lights and candles reflected in those narrow eyes, making his gaze as bright as the Milky Way.
Realizing Shen Qiaochen's gaze, Xiao Jue lowered his head and met the other person's eyes.
Shen Qiaochen was wrapped in a black cloak, with only half of her face exposed, and she was nestled in her arms obediently. She didn't know what she was thinking, but her phoenix eyes were as clear as glass.
Noticing Shen Qiaochen's stunned look, Xiao Jue raised his eyebrows and suddenly felt a little satisfied.
He deliberately coughed slightly, successfully bringing Shen Qiao back to her senses.
I saw that Xiao Jue was fascinated, and he actually caught him on the spot...
Shen Qiaochen felt embarrassed and immediately blushed, forgetting that she was still in the other person's arms.
Seeing that the little girl in his arms lowered her head, but the tips of her ears were already pink, Xiao Jue curled her lips, then bent down to put her down, and then sat down next to her.
By the sparkling river, under the colorful apricot trees, two young men were sitting side by side. Both of them were outstanding-looking people. Looking from a distance, there was a feeling of tranquility over time.
It's just that there is always something a little weird...
After a moment of silence, Shen Qiaochen, who was pretending to be quail, finally plucked up the courage, looked around, and suddenly realized something. He was about to speak to confirm, but heard the person next to him speak calmly.
"That day, you were in the carriage over there. "
Shen Qiaochen's heart trembled and she couldn't help but look in the direction of the road.
The float hasn't reached here yet, and the street is empty at this time. Shen Qiaochen looked at one place, passing through the nothingness in front of him, as if he had returned to a specific time and space.
She saw the Shen family's carriage and the face flashing behind the curtain.
It turns out that this is what it looks like when viewed from here.
Shen Qiaochen pursed her lips, turned to look at Xiao Jue, and saw that he was also looking in that direction from a distance, with a sharp profile.
From Shen Qiaochen's perspective, she could see the mole under Xiao Jue's left eye, which was as bright red as when she saw him standing under the tree while sitting in the carriage that night.
…
Until the end, she never asked why Xiao Jue brought her here, just as Xiao Jue never asked why she appeared on the float.
There are some things that don't need to be said, both of them know it well, but Shen Qiaochen is a little confused, and then subconsciously refuses.
Xiao Li was just an unpopular prince, and he had suffered a huge defeat, even costing the lives of his entire clan.
But Xiao Jue is the young prince of Prince Yong's palace. His status is no less noble than Xiao Li's, and he is even more favored.
Such people are definitely not someone you can afford to mess with, and you should stay away from them.
After thinking about this clearly and extinguishing certain thoughts in the bud, Shen Qiaochen calmed down his expression and put on his usual soft smile in front of others.
Little did he know that Xiao Jue had been secretly paying attention to her. Seeing that Shen Qiaochen seemed to have figured something out and put on that innocent and harmless mask again, he frowned and a hint of complexity flashed in his eyes.
"Let's go, I'll take you back."
After saying that, Xiao Jue stood up first.
Shen Qiao sighed in her heart, then raised her hands to stand up.
But she forgot that her right hand was injured. As soon as her palm touched the ground, a sharp pain suddenly hit her...
Shen Qiaochen quickly let go, but his center of gravity was unstable and he fell to the side.
In the flash of lightning, a dark figure appeared in an instant and hugged Shen Qiaochen's slender waist in time to prevent her from being injured...
Xiao Jue helped Shen Qiaochen stand up, paused, and then let go after seeing her stand firm.
Shen Qiao took a step back without leaving a trace, then slightly bent her knees and blessed Xiao Jue, "Thank you, young prince."
Xiao Jue watched her actions coldly, turned his head without saying anything, and looked straight at the ground.
Seeing that Xiao Jue was silent, Shen Qiaochen followed his gaze and saw that the black cloak that had just been wrapped around her had slipped to the ground at some point and was now mixed with scattered petals.
…
Seeing Xiao Jue just standing still, Shen Qiaochen blinked, stepped forward and picked up the cloak, shook it and held it in his arms.
"I'm sorry, little prince, this..."
After a pause, she continued: "After I wash this, I will ask the third brother to return it to you. "
Xiao Jue glanced at the big cloak in Shen Qiao's arms, lowered his eyes and whispered: "It's up to you. "
Then he turned and left.
Looking at his still somewhat thin but upright back, Shen Qiao paused for a moment, then followed him.
Shen Qiaochen has a petite figure. She was held in Xiao Jue's arms all the way before, so she didn't feel anything. But now she has to hold a black cloak that is taller than her and weighs a lot, so she walks very difficult.
She raised her head and looked at Xiao Jue, who was walking in front of her unhurriedly, gritting her teeth and persisting without saying a word.
Xiao Jue is tall and has long legs, so he naturally walks slowly. He is also a martial arts practitioner and has outstanding ears.
He heard the stumbling footsteps behind him. Although he was still a little disappointed in his heart, he still slowed down and waited for Shen Qiaochen to catch up.
This was quickly noticed by Shen Qiaochen. Looking at the young man in front of him who was clearly waiting for her but was proud and refused to look back, at this moment, the little deer in Shen Qiaochen's heart came to life again.
Under the watery moonlight, two figures, one tall and one short, walked one behind the other. Although their heights and steps were obviously very different, they looked inexplicably harmonious.
In the distance, there was gradually noise coming, but they still walked leisurely, neither far nor close, as if they were the only two in the world.
