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A trace of surprise flashed through his eyes, then it was filled with admiration. "Yun Zhiqiu, you're truly a different woman. I really don't know how to thank you."

"Hehe, there's no need for you to thank me. Perhaps it is because I owe you in my previous life, so I must repay you in this life."

"It really isn't a good reason." He shrugged and smiled.

Can we come up with a better reason?

I like him very much, I think, and he knows it, or why else would I be so dazed as to act for him? I don't think this scene will last long. He's going northwest in October.

Who would thank who? I was like a kite with a broken string, not knowing where to fly. I flew to the cloud and followed him.

Follow him like this, and when he's gone, I think the kite will find its way.

Right now, I'm still confused. I just want to stay on top of the clouds, because they attract me with their warmth.

Zhiqiu, it's very comfortable talking to you. You're right, a good girl like Yun Zhiqiu should be able to find a man who loves you very much. He loves you and treats you like a treasure in his hands.

What is love? Would there really be a man in this world who loved me so much and treated me like a treasure in his hands?

Xia Junchang, you're really looking down on yourself. Why do you always look down on yourself?

He closed his eyes and calmed his emotions.

I think if I like a person's first problem is to be with that person, to listen to him, to relieve him of his worries, then I have to stop, I can't like him.

If I refuse to be his consort, if I refuse to be the husband of a man who is like a dragon among men, others will definitely call me stupid, but I don't regret it at all, I know what I want very well. A man who loves me with all his heart, who cares for me, who can let go of all the pain.

He doesn't love me. His heart belonged to another woman.

There were many things that could not be explained with a fair and square reason. No one wanted to struggle free, and they just let it go on like this.

I returned to Third Marquis, where people treated me like a VIP.

Sometimes I think that God really knows how to joke, that the person Luyao likes turns out to be me.

Perhaps she and he were destined to have no fate.

The autumn tiger was still radiating its might. The sky of September was always a tranquil blue. A faint wind blew from the lotus pond, carrying the fragrance of a lotus, blowing away the scorching heat.

I have to say, this Xia Junchang made me admire him even more. He knows the rhythm of music, and he also has a deep understanding of Zen Buddhism.

Moreover, he was quite easy-going, without any of the prince's imposing aura. He was just like an older brother, with a good temper and a good temper. I didn't have much to say to him, so I knew that he was in a bad mood.

Maybe, in my subconscious, I like the gentleness. I like this kind of indifference in him.

The autumn has no boundaries, almost a little bit of arousal. The book in his hands slipped down from his face, and I covered it a little more. In the quiet afternoon, when all the Third Marquis' girls had gone to rest, I felt a little more relaxed.

From a wild girl with nothing at all to be an honored guest at the Third Marquis' House, I always felt that I was being waited upon and watched by people, and my whole body felt uneasy.

He knows what I mean too, so he told the girl not to always follow me.

The eyelids closed heavily again, and the book slid slowly down.

Instinctively I tried to pull it up again, but I felt a hand move faster, pulling the book into my face.

At this moment, I was wide awake. However, the hand holding the book was gently stroking my forehead. I didn't pull down the book, but pretended to fall asleep instead.

We hadn't known each other for long, but it was as if we had known each other for many years. No matter what we did, we had a tacit understanding of each other.

There is a saying in the world called 'the heart is connected with the rhinoceros,' but we said nothing. His eyes, however, were filled with a sigh of mutual hatred.

He took my hand and opened my palm with his big palm. He rubbed my palm with his fingertips.

It made me both surprised and eager at the same time. How did he become such a Meng Lang today? However, I didn't feel that it was bad. Could it be that in my heart, I was thinking that he could treat me well, get close to me, and like me?

Heavens, Yun Zhiqiu, what are you thinking? How can you imagine such a noble man liking you?

How could he take advantage of the situation? I tried to withdraw my hand, his fingers, but they slashed my cheek again, one after the other, and made my heart flinch.

Then I heard him chuckle and whisper, "Little thing."

The place where his face had been cut was like a fire, and when he was gone, I took the book away shyly. I didn't even dare to breathe, little thing, the intimate words, the secret delight in my heart, slowly diffused, and I thought maybe I could stop looking down on myself. After all, he wasn't looking at me like a stranger.

He had left a long time ago. There was only a faint fragrance mixed in with the lotus fragrance.