Chapter 138: Just Written That He Cares

Liu Yusheng turned around in a daze, only to realize that the man had stopped at some point and was standing behind her.

At this time, he looked at her slightly suspiciously.

The gentleman is clean, the moon is bright and the wind is bright, the dark purple brocade robe moves slightly with the wind, and those long and narrow eyes seem to flow gently.

That kind of eyes inexplicably hooked up the grievances buried in her heart, and her eyes became even redder.

"What are you doing here?" the man asked again, his voice softer than before, as if he was afraid of disturbing her tears.

"Looking at the cocoon." She sniffed, her voice muffled.

She didn't notice the man's clenched fists slightly loosened under the wide sleeves when she spoke. He was afraid of her crying.

A moment ago, he received a secret report from his subordinates, and a man from Baicaogu appeared at the Fortune Inn in the east of the city. He brought two followers and was about to rush over. He never thought that he would run into her.

So unexpected and coincidental, hit right.

The moment his eyes met, his whole person was empty, and his mind went blank.

And the feet are still moving forward mechanically.

The calmness that has been cultivated for many years can be brought to the extreme at this time.

At least on the surface, that is the case.

He should pretend he doesn't know her, that's the best way for her.

But the moment they passed by, he saw the corners of her red eyes.

My heart was pounding violently, and there was no way I could move forward as if nothing had happened.

Can't move.

He can't see her like this!

"Look at the cocoon?" The man looked at the position she had just walked out of, landed on the empty cocoon shell on the ground, and crossed it, "Sympathy for it?"

"No," Liu Yusheng shook his head, lowered his eyes, and stopped looking at those eyes, "I just want to accompany it through that process, so that it won't fight alone, whether it succeeds or fails, no one knows."

She didn't see the top of her head, the man's eyes suddenly darkened, and the camouflage was shaky due to the strong emotional conflict.

"Master, we have to hurry over." Wei Zi reminded the man in a low voice, with half-drooping eyes looking complicated.

This was the first time he saw his master talking to this girl.

No wonder the master has been avoiding Xinghua Village all these years, because he is afraid that once he talks about it, he will no longer be able to hide it.

Just like his attitude towards this girl, he just wrote that he cares.

And this is the result of his extreme restraint.

In the nine years in Kyoto, who has seen the master look patiently and cautiously towards a woman?

Hearing that they were leaving, Liu Yusheng quickly raised her head to look at the man, and met his eyes that were also fixed on hers.

I saw the man nodded to the people around him, and then said to her, "The scenery in this yard is not bad. If you have nothing to do, you can walk around."

After a pause, he teased like a joke, "Don't cry. Otherwise, when others see you walking out of here, they will think that I am bullying you."

Watching the man turn around in a daze, and strode away, Liu Yusheng clenched his fingers, feeling a sense of loneliness, "You, what's your name?"

The man's footsteps paused, "Feng Qingbai."

Wind cypress?

The famous regent of Nanling Kingdom, Feng Qingbai, the king of Nanling?

Liu Yusheng stared blankly at the back of the man leaving, laughing at herself, what else was she thinking about?

Apart from the eyes, the two have nothing in common.

There were footsteps hurriedly approaching the door of the small courtyard.

"Master... Baicao Valley Sect..."

The distance was a bit far, and Liu Yusheng only vaguely heard these words, and his heart moved, and he chased after him.

"Are you going to find someone from Baicaogu?"

The man turned his head, and there was still a dignified expression in his slightly wrinkled brows. He heard the words and nodded, "Yes."

"Master..." The guard beside him seemed to want to say something, but he hesitated under his eyes.

Liu Yusheng pursed her lips, "Can you take me with you? To be honest, the reason why I came to Xuzhou this time is the name of Mubaicao Valley."

Feng Qingbai was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect that she would make this request, and subconsciously wanted to refuse, when her eyes met the look she was expecting, she changed her mouth, "Yes."

Wei Zizhi wanted to help his forehead.

Something happened over there, they are going to do business now, and bring a delicate and weak woman, what is the master thinking?

And Liu Yusheng didn't understand why he made this request until he got into the carriage.

She has never been a person who pestered others at will, but the words came out so naturally.

In the words of Qian Wanjin, it is not outside.

But it was the first time they met, and they were strangers.

The carriage was fast, and the air in the carriage was a little dull.

After getting in the car, the man didn't speak again, and she couldn't think of anything to say.

And she seemed to be abrupt to others once or twice, which made her feel a little embarrassed, so she turned her face away and pretended to look out the window.

As soon as she turned her head away, his eyes fell on her side face.

In those long and narrow black eyes, there are densely surging threads, all of which are longing.

The carriage stopped in front of an inn, and Liu Yusheng followed the man's footsteps to the second floor of the inn. The door of the innermost guest room was wide open, and the door was full of onlookers. Liu Yusheng squeezed in and saw that the room was messy, like the traces of fighting and entanglement.

There were also broken pieces of porcelain and some pills scattered on the ground.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air.

Liu Yusheng paused and wanted to move his gaze to the corner of the room, but his eyes were covered by a cool, dry hand, "Don't look."

It was the breath of men spraying in her ears.

The faint, elegant fragrance dilutes the disgusting smell brought by the blood in the air.

His action brought her very close to him, and her back could almost feel the heat radiating from his chest.

Disturbing.

Then she was pulled out, and in a daze, she got into the carriage again.

"He, that person, is dead?" Liu Yusheng asked.

"No, it was the other party's hand who was damaged in the room, and that person escaped." The man sat across from her, and his eyes looked a little apologetic when he said this, "We came a step late, sorry, I couldn't let you meet. people."

"..." She couldn't figure it out, how could he apologize to her for this?

"Are you afraid?" he asked again, his long and narrow eyes were dark and deep, and he asked casually in a casual tone.

But Liu Yusheng felt that the question he was afraid of was definitely not as simple as the literal meaning.

After thinking about it for a while, he smiled and said, "This kind of thing, you only know if you are afraid of it when it comes to an end."

The man was stunned for a moment, and then laughed in a low voice, his voice was full of fascination, like a musical note with magic power attached.

He nodded and stared at her, "You're right."

His Shengsheng is not the dodder flower raised in the greenhouse.

She is also pampered, but the tenacity in her bones can make people look at her.

Just like when everyone gave up looking for him, she persisted for three years until she found him.