After I traveled through the book, I spoiled the anorexic prince

The more you talk, the more mistakes you make. Gu Qinghe pursed her lips and said no more.

Seeing that she understood, the man nodded with satisfaction and lowered the curtain in his hand, blocking out the only sunlight in the carriage.

The carriage traveled on the rugged road for a long time, and finally stopped when Gu Qinghe felt that she was about to be broken in half.

The middle-aged man lifted the curtain again and saw that they were already standing on the muddy ground in the forest. He said politely, "Get out of the car."

Gu Qinghe's hands were tied with black sackcloth. Upon hearing what he said, he stood up and simply jumped down, standing outside with him.

I don’t know if the He family’s sister-in-law is allergic to the knockout drug or something. Gu Qinghe has been awake for a long time, but there is no sign of her waking up.

There was a flash of hesitation in her eyes, which was fleeting and not noticed by anyone. She turned her head to look at the man with a calm expression: "What about her? Will your people carry her away?"

Qiu Fu looked at the motionless woman in the carriage, a hint of trouble flashed in his eyes, and said to his men standing on the lookout high up in the trees: "Drive the carriage along the official road, and use this woman to lure away the people chasing us from behind."

Upon hearing this, Gu Qinghe looked in the direction he came from.

They were walking on a small path, but the weather today was very clear and there was no moisture in the air. The traces of the carriage were not left by the hard soil and stones.

She was worried that they were going to kill and dump the bodies before Xie Fuyi caught up with them, so she stepped forward and pulled He's sister-in-law, trying to wake her up.

"What are you doing?" Qiu Fu stopped her without a smile: "If you want to keep her, why are you unwilling to do so now?"

Gu Qinghe's men paused and followed his lead, "I don't want her to be rescued alone while I go into danger alone."

Qiu Fu said with a fake smile: "It's not up to you."

After saying that, Gu Qinghe staggered as he was pushed by him: "Go!"

He urged her loudly.

Gu Qinghe glanced back again under his eyes, reluctantly, and said indignantly: "Why can she live alone? I want to live too."

Qiu Fu enjoyed seeing her feeling aggrieved, or rather, he enjoyed it. He laughed heartily and cunningly: "Then I must let her live and live well. As for you, don't even think about it. When my master sees you, answer his questions honestly. Maybe he will let you go once he's in a good mood."

Gu Qinghe caught his thoughts and said, "But you must let me live, otherwise I will die with regrets."

Qiu Fu looked at her desperate eyes, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deepened. He pointed at the carriage behind them and said with a malicious smile: "I will make sure she lives well."

Gu Qinghe slumped his shoulders and said weakly: "Oh..."

She whispered, just loud enough for him to hear: "I hope I can stay alive after answering the questions well..."

Seeing that the man relaxed his guard a lot after listening to her words, Gu Qinghe secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She sprinkled a ball of extremely pungent pepper on the sister-in-law of the He family. You couldn't smell it unless you got close. But as the carriage bumped along, it would fall through the gaps in the carriage, blown away in the wind, and fall to the ground.

The coachman and the man in black, who were ordered by the man, would definitely not abandon her halfway. This smell would accompany them all the way. They could not find the source of the smell and would only think that there was something wrong with the air on that road.

I hope Xie Lan or others who are chasing after me can also smell it.

……

Gu Qinghe obediently and deliberately followed the man for a distance with trembling feet, out of the southern city and came to a wilderness.

At that time, the light in the sky seemed to be about to set.

She finally met her target in the deepest part of the forest.

The man was wearing a dark tight-fitting robe scattered casually on the ground. The scar on his brow bone ran through his entire eyebrow, and it looked even more eerie and cold in the shadow of the leaves when the sunset shone on it.

He looked in the direction of the voice, his eyes were filled with murderous coldness, but when his sight touched her, he showed a hint of surprise, and said in a cold voice: "Didn't you say that he was a brat who didn't know his place, Qiu Fu?"

Gu Qinghe was stunned when she heard the last two words, thinking that he was talking to her, and even her pretended fear paused.

It was not until the middle-aged man who had been staring at her looked over that she came back to her senses. She lowered her head and begged in tears, "Please spare my life, sir..."

Facing his cold and captivating gaze, Gu Qinghe begged again in a low voice: "Sir, spare my life..."

Cheng Xian: “…”

Although he knew that he looked scary, this was the first time he had heard someone speak openly about this scar.

Everyone in the martial arts world knows that the leader of the Mission Alliance loves killing people, and also loves to see others afraid of him.

But what he hated most was the frightened look on other people's faces when they first saw him.

This would remind him of the scar on his brow that would never fade away.

Usually, people who beg for mercy when they come before him may have their heads fall to the ground before they even begin to beg or understand, leaving only their eyes staring at people in shock, unable to close.

Ever since this incident got out, everyone who came before him would kneel down with dignity first, and only begin to beg for mercy when he really wanted to kill them.

For a moment, Gu Qinghe really felt the murderous intent of the man in front of her. She blinked in confusion, and when she looked up again, she hesitated and said in a low voice: "Sir, if you have any questions, just ask me. I will tell you everything I know..."

Seeing her cautious and naive appearance, Cheng Xian suddenly felt that his usual thoughts were a little ridiculous.

He asked her calmly, "Are you afraid of me?"

This is what he thought was ordinary.

Gu Qinghe felt a murderous aura and coldness weighing a thousand pounds in his ears. It was just a matter of thought for her whether to be afraid or not, and it was also a matter of thought for him whether she lived or died.

She felt like she had traveled back to ancient times. Not only had her original sense of smell become more sensitive, but her ability to sense people's emotional ups and downs had also increased a lot.

She slowly raised her eyes to look directly at him and said softly, "I'm not afraid, but I'm not."

In order to save her life, she risked everything in her power.

She used all the tricks she could that day, including playing dumb, being cautious and scared, and being cunning.

Even the Oscar winner can't act like her.

"Oh?" The man in black became interested after hearing this, and sat up straight and asked, "What do you mean?"

The discussion has already gone off track on all sorts of issues before it even gets to the point. Gu Qinghe, who has no "human rights", tries desperately to suppress the complaints in his heart and go along with him in order to survive.

She pointed at the middle-aged man beside her and said in a trembling voice: "He said that as long as I answer well and you are in a good mood, I can survive. You hold my life in your hands, so I am afraid of you, but at the same time you can give me a way to survive..."

Cheng Xian smiled, but his smile was not reflected in his eyes. He suddenly moved closer to her and said in a low voice, "So, do you think I am in a good mood or not?"