The moment he took action, the opponent took the first step, took her wrist with his left hand and clamped it, moved his right elbow horizontally, pressed her throat, and pushed hard against the rockery.
Shu Qingyao was shocked. The opponent's strength and height were obviously superior to hers. She had been fooled!
In a desperate struggle, she raised her legs to attack the opponent's vulnerable parts, but as soon as she was half off the ground, her whole body was tightly held down by the opponent.
The quiet night scent lingered on the tip of her nose. She was startled, and then her whole body softened.
Panting: "Little Prince, why are you here..."
Under the thin moonlight, Shen Xinglou's peach blossom eyes were softer than the moonlight, and he smiled half-heartedly: "Are you giving up resistance now? Weren't you very agile just now? You still want to kick me?"
Shu Qingyao bit her lip, looked up pitifully, and said in a soft voice: "The young prince misunderstood. You Qing is afraid, it's just an instinctive reaction."
"What an instinctive reaction." Shen Xinglou touched the silver thread from her clasped fingers and wanted to go deeper, but she firmly inserted it into her palm. The sticky feeling spread to his fingers, and he paused and pulled his hand away.
There is blood on the fingertips.
His heart tightened and his face darkened.
"The eldest daughter of the magistrate's family knows kung fu. Why don't you tell me about such an interesting thing in detail?"
"I don't understand what the young prince means."
"Then take out what you have in your hands."
"..."
After a long stalemate, Shu Qingyao knew that she could not turn around this time. She took a deep breath, raised her eyes again, and her whole aura changed accordingly.
"I heard that in Prince Xuande's palace, all men and women, old and young, can ride and shoot. They have galloped on the battlefield and killed hundreds of enemies. What's interesting is that, as a young prince, you don't know kung fu."
It was true that she had assumed Su Youqing's identity, but Shen Xinglou might not be the real one.
When being restrained by Shen Xinglou, she took the opportunity to explore the opponent's inner strength and was surprised to find that Shen Xinglou had nothing.
Shen Xinglou's face became increasingly gloomy, and after a brief silence, a deep smile appeared on his lips.
"So what if you don't know Kung Fu? There are many people who can protect Xiao Wang."
Shu Qingyao whispered: "Really? If I try my best to take your life right now, can you call someone out to protect you?" She glanced behind him.
Empty.
Shen Xinglou:......
Careless.
He came here for her, thinking about the scene of her being played by him, and greedy for one more pleasure, so he didn't tell Yun Yi.
If Shu Qingyao really takes action, he has little chance of winning.
Pretending to be relaxed, he sneered: "Xiao Wang's people will come out at the most suitable time. With your three-legged cat's skills, there is no need."
Shu Qingyao was in a trance for a moment.
His stubbornness and dissatisfaction looked very much like Shen Qingyue's.
Sure enough, they are connected by blood?
Gathering her thoughts, she shook her head slightly.
He looked at Shen Xinglou again and softened his tone slightly: "Little prince, aren't you tired with your posture like this? And if someone comes over, the news of young prince teasing his brother's fiancée will be spread."
"Then thank you for thinking about Xiao Wang." Shen Xinglou let go of her.
His eyes fell on her bleeding hand, his black pupils shrank, he held her wrist and raised it, pulled off a piece of sleeve, and wrapped up the wound on her palm with a few strokes.
Shu Qingyao observed his words and expressions and saw that he was in a good mood at the moment, so he leaned forward to give him a blessing.
"Thank you, young prince."
"Um?"
She shook her hand.
Shen Xinglou said nothing.
She took advantage of the situation and continued: "Thank you to the young prince for what happened in the hall today. Even if Bai Ruoli accidentally hit the passenger car, it really helped me escape."
Shen Xinglou raised the corners of his lips and smiled without saying a word.
Shu Qingyao paused and looked seriously: "Actually, there is no conflict of interest between the young prince and I. It was also because of the incense that we were attracted to in the wine room... If from today on, we can keep the same thing. how?"
"Well water does not offend the river?" As if hearing a joke, Shen Xinglou raised his eyebrows and forced her back to the rockery.
Then he looked away from her slightly annoyed gaze, approached her ear, and murmured in a low voice: "What if I have to commit the crime?"
