The moon hangs on the willow branches, and the night is already dark.
Tonight seemed to be a little cooler than in the past. Seeing that it was getting late, Mu Yunyan went back first. The two people lived in different directions, so they separated after walking a short distance.
Mu Zhiqing walked alone on the wide street, spending a lot of time doing acupuncture. It was already very late, and the whole street had no pedestrians and seemed empty.
Suddenly, she noticed a tall and tall black figure not far ahead.
The clear and cold moonlight shone on his body, and his god-like face became more and more beautiful. Different from the usual imposing aura, it had more of a fairy spirit.
He walked towards her step by step, his dark pupils reflecting her figure, as if they were the only two people left in the world.
Until he walked up to her and stood still.
"Yunting, why are you here?" Mu Zhiqing looked at the handsome face in front of her with a hint of surprise in her eyes.
Ling Yunting lowered his eyes and stared at her, "Pick you up."
Suddenly, Mu Zhiqing felt warm, and a cloak made of Chinese satin had been draped around her body.
The man's well-jointed hands meticulously tied a knot at her collar. His hands were beautiful, thin and slender, but not lacking in strength.
It's not that smooth, it's even a little rough, the marks left by years of sword use.
It was indeed cold tonight, and she had noticed the cool breeze along the way. With this cloak, she felt her whole body relaxed.
However, what she didn't expect was that he would come to pick her up, let alone that he would be so attentive...
The man tied up his cloak, and his eyes fell lightly on the woman's slightly lost face. She had always been flamboyant and agile, attracting people's attention like a raging flame, but at this moment, her well-behaved and lost look revealed a certain Indescribably cute and charming.
"Aren't you injured today?" The man's deep voice showed concern, and his gentle eyes seemed to be a little helpless.
This was not the first time he asked this question since Mu Zhiqing came to the imperial city.
Mu Zhiqing had come to her senses at this moment and felt the helplessness shown by the man. Her mood was also very complicated. As expected, she couldn't hide anything from your Majesty...
She actually doesn't want to cause trouble, but she seems to have a trouble-making constitution. Even if she doesn't take the initiative to find trouble, trouble will always come.
In the past, she didn't think this was a big deal. Anyway, either she would teach others a lesson, or others would teach her a lesson. If that didn't work, both sides would suffer.
I went back to recuperate for a few days, and my injury recovered and I became a good man again.
But facing Ling Yunting, she felt that she was simply a troublemaker...
"I'm fine." Mu Zhiqing smiled, waved her hands, and turned around again, "Nothing's wrong at all."
Ling Yunting felt a little relieved when he noticed that there was no forced expression on the woman's expression. She was as smart and cunning as ever.
He knew that she was not that fragile, and it was normal for her to get hurt, but he couldn't help but feel sad.
However, Zhiqing is indeed much tougher than Gu Zening.
Seeing that Ling Yunting didn't speak, Mu Zhiqing was a little worried.
Think about it, as someone's fiancée, she is either making trouble or being made trouble all day long. Ling Yunting is a dignified emperor and has a lot of things to deal with. She has to worry about trivial things like sesame seeds and mung beans. She felt so sorry...