12dz Chapter 155 If I don't take the initiative, she's mine.
Chapter 155 If I don't take the initiative, she's mine.
Her eyes lingered on their intertwined hands, and she looked half-asleep, it was unclear why she had come to see him.
Wu Ziyan slightly opened her eyes. Chu Qiu was wearing a tight-fitting black robe when he practiced his sword.
She could almost see the outline of the muscles, and her mind immediately cleared up a bit.
Of course, he didn't rush to pull his hand away from Mo Baiyun's.
"Chu Qiu, you're here so early."
"What is it, Your Highness?"
"If there's something, let's talk inside the carriage."
"Rong Chen, change your clothes." He was still a little bothered, having just finished martial arts practice and covered in sweat.
"It's nothing, let's go, it's urgent."
After she finished speaking, she used one hand to lift the curtain of the carriage.
Mo Baiyun let go of him without leaving a trace. At least in front of others, she didn't have that kind of taboo about her relationship with him, and that was enough.
Chu Qiu had no choice but to bite the bullet and get into the carriage with his sword, sweat still pouring down his body.
Wu Ziyan instantly felt the temperature inside the car rise several degrees.
It was already late autumn, and it was chilly outside early in the morning, yet he was dressed so thinly.
Her fingers weren't doing it on purpose; the muscular outline, covered by her clothes, seemed even more alluring.
She poked his pectoral muscles with her finger: "Wow, it moves."
The two people present blushed, and she touched Chu Qiu's sword again: "Is it fast? I've never seen this sword before."
"Master! Why don't you sleep a little longer!"
"Little Yun'er, tell me, are you more capable, or is Chu Qiu more capable?"
The two men exchanged a glance; her question had instantly ignited their competitive spirit.
"Then naturally Chu Qiu is more skilled." Mo Baiyun smiled slightly.
"I am certainly not as good as Xiaoyun'er," Chu Qiu said with cold humility.
"I think you guys are all amazing, unlike me, I'm just a piece of trash."
She sat between the two men, one arm wrapped around the other, looking at one and then at the other.
If there are too many people, she'd need three heads and six arms to distribute her blessings evenly.
"Little Yun'er, take us to the Grand Princess's residence and then go back. The situation is quite serious these days, so please tell your men to keep an eye on things."
"Yes, Master. Please don't go out and flirt with other women anymore. It will break my heart."
"I know, I know, Qi Zeyun is a woman, I can't handle her." Saying that, she reached out and flicked the tip of his nose.
But this hasn't even reached the eldest princess's residence, nor even the Changsun residence.
He heard an owl circling overhead, which meant there was something else he needed to deal with.
He clicked his tongue impatiently; he really didn't want to leave Chu Qiu and Wu Ziyan alone.
But besides being Xiao Yun'er, he's also the head assassin of Shengwu.
We must not let these romantic feelings interfere with our important business.
He stood up, ignoring whether Chu Qiu was beside him or not, and lightly kissed Wu Ziyan's forehead.
He could see that Chu Qiu's face grew even colder, and his eyes trembled slightly.
Mo Baiyun got off the carriage, and Wu Ziyan immediately leaned into Chu Qiu's arms, enjoying teasing this ice beauty.
Its entire head lay directly on Chu Qiu's lap.
I lay there flat, looking at his chin, and teasing his chin with my finger, feeling like I was petting a puppy.
His hand slowly traced from his chin to his Adam's apple, then down to the collarbone of his shirt.
Because of a thin layer of sweat sticking to his body, Wu Ziyan slowly slid down.
"Wow, she has a great figure. I didn't even notice it last time."
The head rubbed against his legs, his hands clenched into fists.
He wanted to push her away, but he seemed to have no strength left in his body.
The carriage, having traveled onto some unknown road, stumbled over several stones.
Wu Ziyan almost fell off his lap; his body reacted faster than his brain.
Chu Qiu put her arm around Wu Ziyan's shoulder, and her hand also grabbed his waist.
The shock jolted her awake, shattering any lingering drowsiness she might have felt.
She seriously doubted whether the coachman was doing it on purpose.
"Thank you, you scared me to death."
He didn't let go of her hand, and placed her back on his lap.
She looked at the man, wondering what was going on. She seemed to be playing hard to get.
Unable to see his face clearly, I grabbed his waist to help myself sleep more peacefully.
Chu Qiu stiffly put his arm around Wu Ziyan to prevent him from being turned upside down and sitting on the bottom again.
She can actually fall asleep with her eyes half-closed, as if she's catching up on sleep every moment.
Just as she was beginning to drift off to sleep, the carriage stopped again; they had arrived at the Changsun residence.
"Your Highness, we have arrived."
Wu Ziyan rubbed her eyes and tried to spring up like a carp... but couldn't get up.
Chu Qiu pulled her up. She looked at Chu Qiu's face; he didn't seem to have much emotion. This man was always cold and aloof.
"Chu Qiu, oh Chu Qiu."
She lifted the curtain, jumped out of the carriage, and arrived at the Changsun residence. Dawn was already breaking.
The number of pedestrians on the road gradually increased, and Chu Qiu got out of the car.
He held the sword with both arms and followed behind Wu Ziyan, maintaining a just-right distance.
She didn't force him; she simply informed him at the gatehouse.
Changsun Boyu goes to the shop every day, so he also gets up very early, but not as early as they do.
He had just finished washing up and getting dressed; he hadn't even had breakfast yet.
Then they heard someone outside informing the Fourth Prince that they wanted to see him.
He didn't understand why she came to his door so early in the morning.
He still wore that sunny smile as he left, staring at the two people outside the door.
I don't understand why the two of them are together, but given this lineup, there must be something important going on.
"Should we talk about it at the manor? Or should we leave immediately?" Changsun Boyu seemed to share Wu Ziyan's thoughts.
She didn't need to say anything; Wu Ziyan smiled and nodded, "Get in the carriage, let's go to the Grand Princess's residence."
The three of them got into the car, and it wasn't too awkward. She leaned against Chu Qiu.
"Chu Qiu and I are going out of the city to welcome Xiao Rong's delegation, so we need to ask Bo You to help us change our appearance."
"You insist on going yourself into such a dangerous situation. Why not send someone from your subordinates?"
"Some people, you just have to see them in person to feel at ease. Remember to make Chu Qiu look ugly, I'm afraid Qi Zeyun will take a liking to him."
"Your Highness...who would take a fancy to me?"
"Haha, then why don't you take me, Miss Ziyan? This time I won't charge you any money, and I guarantee she won't even look at me."
"No, we're sure to encounter a lot of dangers on the way. You have to stay and help Ziliang."
Although he always seemed nonchalant in what he said.
However, he also manages to control every event and considers every detail.
"What a pity. I thought I would be able to spend time alone with Miss Ziyan. But Chu Qiu, you can spend time alone with Miss Ziyan."
"As my personal bodyguard, it's my duty."
"Oh dear, why are you still so hypocritical? If you don't take the initiative, she'll fall into my hands."
Amidst playful banter, they managed to finish discussing the important matters as well.
Then the carriage slowly came to a stop in front of the Princess's residence.
Perhaps they had already exchanged letters, so Wu Chengji was already waiting for them in the hall.