Goodbye, Your Majesty

The air was filled with a refreshing fragrance. It was not greasy, but it was so sensitive that one could not tell what it was.

His voice was very light, like a string that had been struck by a string. The sound it gave off was soft, but it was also impossible to ignore.

Shangguan Qian's body tensed up, a hint of awkwardness on his face, he could not help but move a little.

"The honored Imperial Advisor is fresh and refined, and is as beautiful as a flower. How could this little girl dare to blaspheme him?"

Fresh and refined, she was as beautiful as a flower. The words caused Ouyang Jin to furrow his brows, his thin lips slowly forming into a charming smile. However, that smile contained a hint of profoundness.

When she let go of Shangguan Qian's arm, she pressed her down instead. Below her, looking at her slightly panicked eyes, he started to laugh complacently.

A cool finger lightly touched her lips, and her long and narrow eyes revealed a deep meaning. Her eyes were deep and serene, causing others to be unable to guess what she was thinking about.

Shangguan Qian's breath tightened in fright, and his entire body tensed up as he stared nervously at the person in front of him.

"Then why did you offend me time and time again? "Little guy."

When he said the last 'little guy' again, his eyebrows raised obviously with a hint of ridicule.

Shangguan Qian gave a dry laugh, a drop of cold sweat trickling down his face, "It's a misunderstanding."

"Oh? A misunderstanding? " He slowly lowered his body and looked at her with a deep gaze, then lifted her chin.

Shangguan Qian Qian felt as if she was about to be crushed by his powerful aura. He really wanted to push him away, but when she thought of the consequences, she really did not dare to move recklessly.

"The esteemed Imperial Advisor has high standards, ordinary people do not put him in their eyes, so why would he care about such a small and insignificant Shangguan Qian?"

His eyes turned and there was a hint of a smile on his face. He pressed a few more steps on her and said with his thin lips, "If I were to say … "What does it matter?"

"Then your magnanimity is too small."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt the air lessen.

"Ha ~" A chuckle came out from his mouth, but this chuckle seemed to have become the last straw that broke the relationship between the two.

Before Shangguan Qian could react, he felt him lower his head abruptly, biting hard on her neck.

A sharp pain came. Her hands subconsciously pushed against him. Who would have thought that her hands would directly dig into his clothes and kiss his skin? Close contact.

Her head went blank, leaving only pain.

The corners of Ouyang Jin's lips curled up in a devilish smile, and he pressed his hand against the spot where his teeth had bitten onto, looking at Shangguan Qian with a satisfied look in his eyes, teasing him.

"It seems that you still like to touch me."

"I …" Shangguan Qian Qian's cheeks flushed red, and he glared at him. It was obvious that he had never put on proper clothes before, and that was why he had allowed her to take advantage of him.

But why did he feel like he was the one who had the advantage?

"The little fellow who speaks words but not his heart." He smiled lightly, but the coldness in his eyes seemed to have instantly turned into ashes, disappearing without a trace.

"It's all because..." Her face reddened, but she didn't know how to explain it.

"Because of what?" He asked in an overbearing tone, staring at her with a profound gaze. Since the two of them were so close to each other, his breath was practically all on her face.

His eyes were deep and serene, like a whirlpool, constantly pulling at her consciousness as he silently cursed her for being a monster!

"The Imperial Advisor is too perfect for this little girl to control."

"Oh?" He raised his eyebrows, extended a finger, and lightly pressed on the spot where he had bitten earlier.

Shangguan Qian Qian sucked in a cold breath of pain, glaring fiercely at him. This bastard, what was he trying to do?

"Ouyang Jin!"

"I am honored." He accepted her words with a smile, then yawned again, looking a little tired. "It's just that I'm tired. Get out of here."

He had just said that he would be honored, and now he was telling her to scram.

He quickly got off the bed and looked at the man sleeping on the soft couch and heaved a sigh of relief.

Meow ~ Meow ~

On the table, a pure white cat was lazily meowing at Shangguan Qian, its posture was the same as Ouyang Jin's.

"Shut up." A cold voice rang out, and Shangguan Qian subconsciously glanced at Ouyang Jin, a trace of impatience on his beautiful face.

It was unknown whether it was because of Ouyang Jin's overbearing aura that even the cat realized and dared not to continue meowing.

Shangguan Qian sat on a chair, thinking about everything that had happened today. The ink was still on Big Yan, but she had not expected that he would actually dare to appear so brazenly.

Save her?

He always felt that it was a coincidence. He didn't seem like someone who would meddle in other people's business, yet he had saved her at that time.

Did he recognize her? But how was this possible? The first time they met, she had purposely disguised herself.

And those eyes, why did they feel so familiar? But he just couldn't remember who it was.

What worried her the most was Nightingale, who had taken her away?

He yawned sleepily and finally couldn't resist falling asleep.

A gust of cold wind blew past, jolting her awake. She subconsciously glanced at the bed, Ouyang Jin had long since left.

It was windy outside, and the window was rattling. She tightened her clothes and stood by the window.

The weather was somewhat sinister. The sky was overcast, as if a heavy rain was brewing.

Just as she was about to close the window, she heard a familiar flute sound, causing her nerves to tense up.

This flute melody was exactly the same as what he had heard, could it be that Bai Zimo had appeared again?

An ink-stained figure unconsciously appeared in his mind. Could it be that he had some sort of action?

Thinking of this, her face lit up, perhaps she could find out the whereabouts of Nightingale.

The sound of the flute was not in the mansion, but outside of it. She did not dare to act rashly, so she could only wait in front of Li Fengyi's door.

Indeed, after a quarter of an hour, he saw a figure rushing out of the manor.

Shangguan Qian grumbled on the inside, and quickly ran towards the back door of the mansion. When she was out, there would be no one left.

The sound of the flute simply continued, and as she traced back the sound of the flute, she continued all the way to the outskirts.

The wind was so strong that she could barely keep her eyes open, and the trees in the forest were rustling.

A few more bolts of lightning shot forth, and Shangguan Qian hesitated for a moment. If he continued chasing like this, perhaps it would not be a good idea.

Moreover, she did not know martial arts. If she met any one of them, she would not even have the chance to run.

Just as she was about to go back, a flame suddenly lit up, and Shangguan Qian stopped, hiding beside a big tree.

He walked over with light steps. On his back, he saw a man in white clothes standing next to a tree. Opposite him were a few strangely dressed people. Li Fengyi was standing beside them, so it was unknown what he was talking about.

The wind was so strong that she couldn't hear it clearly, and she was standing a little way off.

Gingerly, she leaned closer. Within the firelight, she could see that someone looked familiar.

This person is …

At this time, they didn't notice that a tree branch had been broken under their feet. Although it was only a crisp sound, it still caught their attention.

"Who is it?"

"Rumble ~ ~ ~ ~"

Following the furious roar of the boorish man, a few thunderclaps sounded and a torrential rain fell.

Shangguan Qian turned around and ran, not bothering to peek further, she knew that he was definitely going to land in their hands, so he grabbed a handful of mud and wiped it all over her face.

She was running around in the forest, completely out of direction. However, she still felt that someone was chasing her, so she reached out her hand to touch the signal detonator.

Without thinking, he threw one of them out. A stream of colorful smoke streaked through the silent and dark night sky.

The instant she raised her head, she didn't notice what was beneath her feet. She directly missed as she fell into a chasm.

In the storm, a figure dressed in white elegantly arrived. He frowned as he looked at the unconscious person. Without much thought, he picked her up.

The wind and rain came crashing down upon him. The torrential rain washed over the entire world. A torch was lit inside the run-down temple. It was orange in color. The fire added some warmth to the cold and desolate temple.

Shangguan Qian'er blinked, looking at this unfamiliar place, his heart skipped a beat. Had he been caught in the end?

She suddenly sat up, but felt a severe headache. She stretched out her hand to rub it, but noticed that her back was facing the man who was surrounding the torch.

His clothes were all soaked, and his hair was all over his shoulders.

Just the back figure alone was enough to surprise Shangguan Qian, it was ink ink!

The one chasing her was ink? But why not kill her? Instead, he brought her to this run-down temple?

Thinking of this, her expression changed. She stretched out her hand to touch her face, but the mud on it was still there. Then, he probably didn't recognize her?

"You saved me?"

She had deliberately disguised her voice, but she did not expect him to directly place a sword against her neck.

"Why did you peek?" A cold and detached voice rang out.

Shangguan Qian sucked in a breath of cold air, his face turned slightly pale. After a moment of silence, he said softly, "I …" I was in a hurry to get home, so I went the wrong way. I didn't want to peek at you guys. "

Painted Ink turned his head apathetically, his clear eyes staring at her. Shangguan Qian actually felt guilty, and pretended to stare back.

A complicated look flashed across his eyes as he withdrew his sword. He then took off his completely drenched clothes and placed them by the fire to roast.

Only then did Shangguan Qian realise that his clothes were stuck together, wet and cold.

However, he didn't dare to touch the ink on the reverse scale and just sat there in a daze.

It was very dark outside and the rain was heavy. She was actually a little worried. If she couldn't return the next day …

Painted Ink dried his clothes and glanced at her indifferently, "You'll catch a cold if you get wet."

Of course, she also knew that it was easy to catch a cold if one was wet, but how could she take off her clothes in front of the ink?

"You can change my clothes first."

Shangguan Qian Bei looked at him deeply, taking the clothes, then looked at him hesitantly. After confirming that he would not turn around, he took off his wet clothes and wrapped them around his body.

He roasted the clothes familiarly, but did not say a word. His entire being seemed exceptionally cold.

Shangguan Qian of course wouldn't take the initiative to speak if he didn't speak. Although he was very curious about the whereabouts of Nightingale, she was more afraid of the possibility that this old temple might end up with a violent death.

His clothes were very warm and he was very healthy. His body also warmed up, but he was a bit worried. Could it be that in the next second, he would kill her with a sword?

"You can go home after dawn."

"You won't kill me?" Shangguan Qian was especially surprised, looking at him blankly, a little incredulous.

Painted Ink swept a cold glance at her, his gaze deep, "Do you want to die?"

"I don't want to." Shangguan Qian looked at him seriously, his eyes too clear and clear, but at the same time there was a complicated look in them, making it hard for others to guess what he was thinking.

This was also why Shangguan Qian always felt a little guilty whenever she saw him, afraid that he would see through her thoughts.