The reborn emperor, you are dismissed

Chapter 7
There are no lanterns on the side of the arch bridge, the light is dim, only the moonlight reflects the sparkling light on the water, half of her figure is hidden in the dark, half is reflected in the wave light, the surrounding is very quiet, and there is no disturbing person.

She sat alone for a long time, thankfully she was wearing the thickest warm fur, otherwise she might be freezing at this time.

Rubbing her two small hands in her sleeves, she was just about to move her numb legs when she heard light footsteps coming from behind.

She didn't care, thinking it was someone passing by.

But the footsteps were getting closer and closer, and they were very light, as if afraid of scaring her, and then a pair of male cloud boots appeared in front of her eyes.

She froze for a moment, and heard a deep voice above her head:

"Little lady lost her way?"

She was stunned. She had listened to this voice for five years.

The hands clasped in the sleeves couldn't help trembling, his teeth bit his lips fiercely, and a trace of blood quickly filled his mouth.

Su Yingchun didn't want to raise her head, and she didn't dare to raise her head. She almost wanted to run away!
The man waited for a while, seeing that she was motionless and did not respond, he seemed to chuckle slightly, and then slowly squatted down so that she had to look directly at his face.

It was a beautiful sky fox mask, with a gorgeous fox face painted on the white mask, and the man's beautiful eyes shone brightly through the mask.

She clenched her fingers, tried her best to suppress the fluctuations in her eyes, and said as calmly as possible:

"Young master, you have admitted the wrong person."

"No, I've been watching you for a long time." The man's voice was slightly panting, he reached behind his head to untie the tie without hesitation, and pulled off the Tianhu mask, revealing his original face.

As handsome as a god.

The peach blossom eyes are curved, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, the color of the eyes is as charming as spring water, the thin lips under the straight bridge of the nose, the color of the lips is sweet, she seems to remember how domineeringly encroaching on her own softness...

With a shiver all over her body, the confusion in her eyes faded instantly, and when she looked at that person again, only indifference remained.

"My lord, please respect yourself." She stood up, took a step back, and opened the distance between them.

The man froze for a moment, and cursed something in a low voice, but the smile in his eyes remained unchanged.

"Little lady is here alone, aren't you afraid?"

She calmly said, "If you go away, I won't be afraid."

The implication is that he is the bad guy who will cause people to fear.

The man laughed angrily, and the laughter was a bit loud. He pointed at himself while laughing and asked, "I, do I look like a bad guy?"

With this gorgeous outfit and handsome face, he doesn't look like a wretch anywhere, right?
"A person is not judged by his appearance." She didn't want to say any more, turned around and walked towards the entrance of the alley, ready to try her luck.

"Hey, girl." The man persevered in catching up, stepped in front of her in two or three steps, blocked the way with a tall figure, lowered his head and smiled, "I'm really not a bad person, you're not safe here alone, I'll take you home Bar."

She was angry, this person was considered a gentleman back then, how could he become such a rogue in a different life, if it wasn't for that special face, she would really suspect that it was just a similar look.

"Please get out of the way, my lord." Her hands covered in her sleeves were clenched into fists, anger was already brewing in her beautiful eyes, and her fair and tender face reflected the red light of the candle, swaying with a different and moving style.

The man stood there, seemingly dumbfounded.

She immediately passed by, and the man subconsciously raised his hand to grab her, but he stopped abruptly, only touching the corner of Nuan Qiu's clothes.

Slightly curling his fingers, the man turned around, watching that Pingting figure hurriedly leave, and said softly to himself:
"My name is Huangfu Yue, we... will meet again."

The night wind blew past, and the barely audible sound was blown away in an instant.

(End of this chapter)