Fortunately, no one else was present in the room at this time, otherwise they would have been stunned.

You must know that it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to become the righteous daughter of the national teacher, and a smart woman like her will definitely be able to see through the benefits behind it.

The national teacher casually swept into her face.

"Traceless ......" Finally, the national teacher called out the door.

"It's not early, you can send Miss Su home." The national teacher turned his gaze back to the game of chess in front of him.

Su Baitong saluted obediently and followed Wuxian out of the house.

Su Baitong saw that Wuxian was sitting in the position of catching the car, and no one was following him in the car, so he didn't say much and went directly into the carriage.

The carriage drove down the street in the direction of Sioux House.

In this way, in her previous life, she would become the righteous daughter of the national teacher, which in itself was a huge trap.

If this was a bureau, it was set up ten years ago.

She didn't tell anyone about her yin and yang eyes, even her father only thought she was crazy and talked nonsense every day.

While she was thinking wildly, the carriage suddenly shook violently, and she was not paying attention, and almost fell into the carriage.

No one answered the question, only a string of laughter, as if insane.

Su Baitong opened the curtain, and saw an old man lying on his side in the middle of the road in front of him, with half-white hair, scattered sideburns, and messy clothes.

That person was Chu Zimo's uncle, the crazy old man Chu Qiancheng.

When the crazy old man saw Su Baitong, he jumped up suddenly, "Little lady, it turns out that you are here, let me find ...... these days" As he spoke, he stepped forward and wanted to pull Su Baitong's sleeve.

"Don't!" Su Baitong blurted out subconsciously.

Seeing that the sword hilt was coming over without a trace, Chu Qiancheng didn't even dodge, and reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword that the other party had hit.

"Who are you?" Traceless shouted.

Traceless secretly exerted force on his hand, but the hilt of the sword did not move at all.

Without hesitation, Traceless used ten percent of his strength to hit the other party.

"It's not fun." The old man complained, touching his chest that had been swept by the traceless true qi just now, "Little lady, I'll come to play with you next time, remember to wait for me." Then he turned and ran.

He jumped out of the carriage and was about to chase the crazy old man Chu Qiancheng, but before he could chase ten steps away, he suddenly saw several horses galloping across the street, the first of whom was dressed in a red brocade robe, and the gold thread on the sleeves of his coat shimmered in the night, and behind him, followed by several guards, all dressed in black, with a long sword at their waists.

The red clothes were fierce, and they came to him in a blink of an eye.

Ling Xiaotian reined in the horse, but he didn't even look at it, his gaze fell straight on the carriage.

He was originally in the palace, but after Su Baitong was kidnapped, the ghost face had no way to pass the news to him in time, and only after he left the palace did he rush to bring someone over.

Although this excuse was clumsy, the Xing family had no way to refute it, and Su Mingtang didn't dare to offend the Scarlet King recently, so the Su Mansion temporarily suppressed the matter.

There is no fear, no grievances, although her hair is a little messy, but she can always maintain her calmness, just like the general in the 10,000-horse army, even if Mount Tai collapses in front, she will not change color.

He hurried his horse to the cart and leaned slightly over to hold out his hand to her.

Su Baitong had already stretched out his hand at this time.

"Master Lao sent someone to see him off, and this king personally escorted Miss Su back." Ling Xiaotian let out a long laugh, and without waiting for Wuxian to finish the rest of the words, he turned his horse and left.

Traceless stood in place with his sword in hand, his cold face looked a little pale, he looked at the direction in which Ling Xiaotian and the others had left, and his eyes seemed to be rolling with indescribable emotions......