Chapter 81: Entanglement
I froze, probably hearing a voice, and they stopped and turned to look at me.
I immediately turned my face to the side and said casually, "Brother, I have something to say to you." I walked over, took the masked man's hand directly, and "rescued" him from Wei Yanqing's arms.
"Yo, isn't this Sister Chu? What's the matter with you at this late hour? I pulled him and didn't take a step, the voice of displeasure was already heard, and the people were already in front of us.
I took a deep breath and tried to tell myself to keep my emotions under control, and I was already smiling.
"You don't have the right to know until you're part of our family." I slowed down my voice, gloating as I watched her face slowly turn purple, and the depression I had just now was swept away.
She was huffing and trying to stop us, but I was already running out with the masked man.
I didn't stop until I confirmed that Wei Yanqing hadn't followed. I let go of his hand, and the moon was so big and round tonight that I could see the crater above.
I leaned against the trunk of a tree and looked up at the moon at hand, thinking to myself. I thought of the man behind me, who was like the moon in the sky, bringing me light but so far away.
"Jealous?" My eyes kept looking at the sky, and I didn't notice what was going on around me. By the time I came to my senses, I had a big rough palm on my face.
"Nope!" I quickly got my face aside and took a few more steps to the side.
"Oh?" The voice seemed to be a little disbelieving, and the warm body had followed. I took a few steps to the side, winked at him pretending to be relaxed, and said, "Master, we are a master-apprentice relationship~ You are so close to me, others will misunderstand." ”
"Hmm!" Or a mood particle. I don't know what was going on in his mind at this point, but my gut told me it was definitely nothing good.
Sure enough, as soon as my words fell, he appeared in front of me. As soon as I saw the silver mask, I panicked. I tried to run away again, but he caught me.
"Why don't you go to accompany your Wei Yanqing, what are you doing here to pester me?" I kept my head down, my eyes not daring to look at him, and my fingers were twisted together.
His hand just gently held my shoulder, and said in a tepid voice, "Didn't you call me over?" I was stunned, and then I remembered that I had indeed called him over, but what was I going to say?
"I... If I tell you to come over, you're going to come over, why haven't I seen you listen to you like this before? ”
"Huh? But at that time, I was still being pulled by someone, and I couldn't resist if I wanted to. The masked man's voice was helplessly doting, as if he was coaxing a child.
I lost my words, my head lowered, and my heart pounded.
"What's wrong?" As if sensing something was wrong, he asked with concern. I don't know how to deal with his tenderness, if he can ignore me like before, maybe I can just throw him a slap at this time, or make it clear to him. The more gentle he was with me, the more ruthless I became.
I shook my head, and finally made up my mind to push him, but instead of pushing him away, it pushed me into his arms.
I never understood how he did such a difficult maneuver, and it wasn't until I looked up and saw those smiling eyes that I realized I had been deceived.
"You!" I suddenly lost my breath and reached out and gave him a heavy punch. He feigned a scream, but he hugged me tighter with his backhand.
"Ah Yuan, were you jealous just now?" He continued what he had said, but his voice was joyful.
I leaned into his arms speechlessly, and finally said the question in my heart: "You... Who the hell is it? ”
"My name is Xiao Ziling, I am the King of the Qiyue Dynasty and the Lord of the Phantom Sword Palace." He gave the answer directly, and the answer was very frank.
"You... Why deceive me? ”
"Because... I want revenge! He pondered for a while, then continued: "I am the King of the Qiyue Dynasty, my power is supreme, the world has only seen my scenery, but who knows my pain. ”
Listening to his increasingly sad voice, I could only hug him tightly as a sign of comfort.
"I grew up in a cold palace, and I have never seen my father for as long as I can remember. Other people's children are loved, and I gnaw on moldy and cold steamed buns every day, and I am bullied by the white eyes of the eunuchs, I have never had the dignity and glory of any prince. At that time, I only heard from the eunuchs in the palace that because my mother made a mistake, she was punished to the cold palace, but later I learned that the truth of the matter was far more complicated than I knew. ”
He paused for a long time and didn't say anything more. I slowly withdrew from his arms, stretched out my hand and boldly removed the mask from his face, and the longing face finally came into view.