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Su Moyun calmly buttoned up her clothes and then walked to the side of the door without leaving a trace. She picked up a vase and weighed it in her hand.

If he didn't have a suitable weapon, he could only use this vase.

Just then, Su Moyun's room door was quietly opened by someone, and a person walked in.

Su Moyun laughed coldly and raised the vase, preparing to smash it down. She had used her deadly hands on this vase, as long as it hit, even if he did not die, he would be crippled.

Furthermore, Su Moyun was extremely fast, ordinary people were unable to keep up with her speed.

However, what Su Moyun did not expect was that right after she smashed down, she was actually blocked by the opponent's hand.

Su Moyun was startled for a moment, then reacted extremely quickly as she kicked towards the man's weakest leg.

In the darkness, the person reacted very quickly when he heard the sound of the wind tearing through the air. One hand grabbing onto Su Moyun's vase, he had the energy to stretch his leg and block Su Moyun's attack.

Su Moyun was secretly shocked in her heart, she never thought that a jealous little girl like Su Biyue would actually be able to find such a powerful person, who knew where she had gone to find her.

After all, this person could actually exchange blows with her. One had to know that she was a top secret service in the country in her previous life.

Even if she was not in a very good body now, it was still very easy for her to deal with ordinary people. It was not easy to find someone who could easily subdue her.

Even if it's Tuoba Jing …

Tuoba Jing!

Su Moyun suddenly had a strange feeling in her heart. From the moment this person entered the door, she felt a strange sense of familiarity. The only person she knew that could remain safe and sound under her hands was Tuoba Jing!

So...

Although Su Moyun was not certain of her guess, she still felt that it was close enough and couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth, causing her strength to loosen up a little.

After that, he was easily embraced by the other party.

Tuoba Jing's burning hot temperature brushed past her ears, and he clenched his teeth slightly: "Su Moyun, I haven't seen you for a while, but you've grown up again, haven't you? You even did it to the point of murdering your own husband? "

Su Moyun knew that she was in the wrong, and did not struggle at all. How do I know it's you? "

On second thought, what was wrong with her?

It was clearly Tuoba Jing who was in the wrong!

This was a conservative ancient era. As a prince, Tuoba Jing actually did such a shameless thing as trespassing into a woman's room late at night!

It was already a blessing that she didn't beat him to death, wasn't it?

He actually had the face to blame her!

Tuoba Jing seemed to be in a good mood, the hand that was holding Su Moyun had not been let go, and he laughed lowly, "Which normal girl is like you? "Even an attack from his offenses would not change his expression in the slightest."

But, if it was an ordinary girl, how could Tuoba Jing possibly fancy her?

"So what?" Su Moyun said confidently, "What moves are not important, the most important thing is that they will work. If you can hold onto your life, then it's a good move."

Tuoba Jing laughed and scolded, "That's preposterous!"

"Hmph." Su Moyun coldly snorted in dissatisfaction: "So Seventh Prince came to my room in the middle of the night with such a condescending attitude. What business do you have with me?"

Tuoba Jing raised his eyebrows. "If this prince were to say that we haven't seen each other for a long time and that you are thinking too highly of yourself, would you believe me?"

In the darkness, Su Moyun could not help but roll her eyes at Tuoba Jing.

"I'd rather believe you."

Although he said it like that, Su Moyun's heart still couldn't help but flutter for a moment.

In just a short moment, she had calmed herself down.

No matter what, no matter how extravagant Tuoba Jing's words were, she had to return to his own era. If his heart was moved, at that time …

Whether it was to herself or to Tuoba Jing, it was not fair.

At that time, where would Tuoba Jing go?

Now that she had returned to the modern era, what should she do?

Some feelings were destined to be impossible from the beginning.

Tuoba Jing's temper was never good. If it was another person, or another woman, they would have said something like that, and the grass on top of the grave would probably be more than two feet tall. But facing Su Moyun, he could not even muster up a bit of anger, and even felt that his heart was slightly sweet, as if it was sweet.

Before Tuoba Jing met Su Moyun, he had never known that there would come a day when he could do such a thing for a woman.

Tuoba Jing was silent for a while, as he smelled the delicate fragrance that was being emitted from Su Moyun's soft body. He was a bit helpless: "Then, how do you want to believe in me?"

Su Moyun didn't say a word, no one knew what she was thinking.

Actually, it wasn't that she didn't believe him. Rather, it was more appropriate to say that she didn't believe him and couldn't believe him.

As far as they were concerned, there would not be any results, and Su Moyun did not plan to begin either.

Although she had decided to be Tuoba Jing's consort, she was only forced by the circumstances. Su Moyun truly did not dare to, and could not, touch it.

Hopefully, Tuoba Jing will know the difficulties and retreat, Su Moyun thought somewhat helplessly.

However, Su Moyun was not too optimistic about Tuoba Jing's character.

Sometimes, there was simply nothing people could do about it, let alone Su Moyun, even the emperor's words would not be heard if he was unhappy.

If such a man offered his heart, who could refuse?

Not only did Su Moyun not have any confidence in Tuoba Jing, she also had no confidence in herself.

A man like Tuoba Jing would only hold a person in his hands and cherish him with the tip of his heart.

Su Moyun asked herself, would she never be moved?

In truth, she didn't know how long she could last. After all, she wasn't some heartless saint.

After a long while, Su Moyun said: "It's late in the night, I hope that Seventh Prince can go back to your residence to rest first."

Tuoba Jing could not help but be furious, but he could do nothing, this woman was truly stubborn.

But wasn't that what he appreciated?

Tuoba Jing said in an aggrieved tone: "This prince has just returned to the capital, and the first person I saw was you. Su Moyun, why are you so ignorant of what's good for you? How many people would be unable to beg for it, and yet you still want to chase this prince away? "

Su Moyun was a little uncomfortable, but she still spoke in a cold voice in the end, "Your Highness, please go ahead. If others were to see it, it would damage the reputation of both the Imperial Family and the Su Mansion."

Tuoba Jing was so angry that he let go of her, fiercely opening the door, and left aggressively.

Su Moyun sighed, she was indeed a deeply loved and doted upon prince, and couldn't even stand this bit of grievance …

Although he had chased Tuoba Jing away, Su Moyun's mood did not improve at all. Instead, it felt a little stuffy and uncomfortable, as if something was blocking him.

"Ai, forget it, let's just leave. Isn't this what you wanted to see?"

Su Moyun muttered to herself, then calmly climbed onto the bed. She closed her eyes, and her mind became a mess.