"think."

“Then let’s learn.”

Ye Qianning is serious and gentle.

Sang Zhi smiled, his smile was very beautiful, his eyes sparkled and he was extremely charming.

Ye Qianning was dazzled by his smile and smiled unconsciously.

She has always been partial to Sang Zhi.

That kind of preference is something she can't even express herself. Maybe it's because when she was a child, he risked his life to live in her place... It's deeply rooted in her heart.

So when many people told her how bloody, cruel and a madman Sang Zhi was, she didn't reject them, she just felt distressed.

The way of the world, status, and interests can easily kill a person.

Not crazy enough, only death!

She was glad that he was still alive.

“Who are you?”

After a class session, the master came towards me with books in his arms.

Sang Zhi frowned when he heard the sound, dissatisfied with the sudden appearance of the person.

"Master, we are students who graduated from Loushan. We couldn't help but go up the mountain when we first entered the capital. I hope you will forgive me." Ye Qianning was gentle and elegant. Although he was dressed in plain clothes, he could not hide his temperament.

Hearing this, the master looked around, his eyes fell on Sang Zhi and paused for a few seconds. His eyes could not hide the surprise: "Is this young master also a graduate of Loushan? I wonder if he is a young master from that family?"

Ye Qianning was completely ignored and didn't care.

"snort."

Sang Zhi snorted coldly and lowered his eyes slightly.

After seeing those abnormally red eyes, the master's surprise instantly turned into horror. He took a breath of air and took a few steps back: "Eighth...Eighth Prince?"

It was time after class. After the master’s frightened and high-pitched voice dispersed, several masters and some who walked out of the classroom all looked in this direction.

The sound of the Eighth Prince had already made everyone feel cold.

The Eighth Prince, the Buddha, will see blood wherever he goes.

Ye Qianning once again saw the power brought by Sang Zhi's name, and took a step forward: "Master, we just came to Loushan for a casual stroll." Master's face turned pale. Hearing Ye Qianning's words, he glanced timidly. Seeing that the man didn't look angry, he turned his attention to Ye Qianning: "Yes, yes..."

“Master..”

“Why are you talking nonsense to him? Let’s go.”

Just as Ye Qianning was about to signal the master not to panic and disperse, Sang Zhi interrupted first, took her hand, and led her away while the master was shocked.

..”

Ye Qianning wanted to pull out her hand only when she was in a place where no one was around.

Sang Zhi subconsciously held on tighter.

Ye Qianning was stunned for a moment, then raised her other hand and patted the back of his hand, and then Sang Zhi let go.

“Why did you come to Loushan today?”

Her voice sounded like she was coaxing a child, which made Sang Zhi frown a little.

"I didn't find you in the city, so I wanted to come to Loushan to try my luck." The corner of his mouth curled up slightly: "I'm really lucky."

..”

He is lucky, but she seems to be less lucky.

I didn’t want to attract attention, but now it seems unlikely.

“I am also very lucky.”

The sound came, and Gao Qi, dressed in purple clothes, walked towards this side. His steps were slow and he held a folding fan in his hand and shook it wildly and rhythmically.

..”

Ye Qianning felt that he had made his words very clear, why was he still acting like a dog-skin plaster?

Sang Zhi raised his eyes, his brows slightly cold.

“I really didn’t expect to meet two old friends in Loushan.” Gao Qi looked like a **** from aristocratic family and stood not far away from them.

Ye Qianning didn't look at him. Instead, he looked at Sang Zhi and said, "I'm going to go for a walk in the back mountain." (End of this chapter)