Not crazy enough, only death!
"Yes."
"Then let's learn."
Ye Qianning was serious and gentle.
Sang Zhi smiled, his smile was very good-looking, and his eyes were shining and charming.
Ye Qianning was shaken by his smile, and unconsciously laughed too.
She has always been partial to Sangzhi.
That kind of preference is something she can't say herself, or maybe it's because he risked his life when he was a child to change her life...... Deeply rooted in her heart.
So when many people told her how bloody, cruel, and crazy Sang Zhi was, she didn't reject it, she was just distressed.
The world, identity, and interests can easily kill a person.
Not crazy enough, only death!
She was glad he was alive.
"Who are you?"
At the end of a classwork, the master came up with a book in his arms.
Sang Zhi frowned when he heard the voice, very dissatisfied with the person who suddenly appeared.
"Master, we are students who graduated from Loushan, and we can't help but go up the mountain as soon as we enter the capital, and I hope that the master will forgive us." Ye Qianning is gentle and gentle, although he is dressed in plain clothes, it is difficult to hide his temperament.
Hearing this, the master looked left and right, his eyes fell on Sang Zhi and paused for a few seconds, and the surprise in his eyes could not be concealed: "This son is also a graduate of Loushan?" I don't know if it's the son of the house? ”
Ye Qianning was completely ignored and didn't care.
"Hmph."
Sang Zhi snorted coldly, his eyes drooping slightly.
After seeing those red and abnormal eyes, the master's surprise instantly turned into horror, he gasped, and took a few steps back: "Eight...... The Eighth Prince? ”
It was just after class, and after the frightened and raised voice of the master dispersed, several masters and some masters who walked out of the class looked towards this side in unison.
The sound of the Eighth Prince had already made everyone's hearts cold for a while.
The Buddha of the Eighth Prince will see blood everywhere.
Ye Qianning once again saw the power brought by the name of Sang Zhi, and took a step forward: "Master, we just came to Loushan to have a casual stroll. ”
The master's face turned pale, and when he heard Ye Qianning's words, he looked at it timidly, and saw that the man did not look angry, so he turned his gaze to Ye Qianning's body: "Yes, yes......"
"Master's ......"
"You talk nonsense with him, go."
Ye Qianning was just about to signal the master not to panic and disperse, but Sang Zhi interrupted first, took her hand, and took her away under the shock of the master.
“……”
Ye Qianning wanted to pull his hand out when he got to a place where there was no one.
Sang Zhi subconsciously grasped it tighter.
Ye Qianning was stunned for a moment, then raised his other hand and patted the back of his hand, and Sang Zhi let go.
"Why did you come to Loushan today?"
Her voice was like coaxing a child, and Sang Zhi wrinkled her eyebrows a little.
"I didn't find you in the city, so I wanted to try my luck in Loushan." The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked: "I'm really lucky." ”
“……”
He was lucky, she seemed to be a little less lucky.
I didn't want to attract attention, but now it seems unlikely.
"My son is also very lucky."
The voice came, and Takasaki, dressed in purple clothes, walked towards this side, his steps were slow, and he held a folding fan in his hand and shook it wantonly and rhythmically.
“……”
Ye Qianning felt that he had made his words very clear, how could he still be like a dog skin plaster.
Sang Zhi raised his eyes, his eyebrows slightly cold.
"I really didn't expect to meet two old people in Loushan." Takasaki looked like a gentleman of a family, and stood still not far from them.
Ye Qianning didn't look at him, but looked at Sang Zhi and said, "I'll go to the back mountain for a walk." (End of chapter)