Quick Wear: Please, the host is really dedicated

"come out!"

When Lin Zimian heard this, the branch in his hand trembled. Intending to play dumb, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck, as if something was placed on his neck.

It's really boring and I can't afford to play it.

Lin Zimian walked out from under the tree, with the sword still against his neck. He did not act rashly, but walked forward slowly and steadily until he stopped five steps away from Gu Ye.

Gu Ye narrowed his eyes, and after recognizing the man in front of him, his words became cold: "Military Advisor Lin, what is this doing? You actually have a habit of eavesdropping on other people's conversations? This is not what a gentleman does."

Lin Zimian stood there, waving his feather fan slowly: "I'm not doing anything, just taking a rest under the tree." He looked like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water, saying "I just didn't eavesdrop."

Gu Ye snorted coldly, obviously not believing it. The veiled woman behind him was a little strange. After Lin Zimian finished speaking, she started to tremble.

Yes, inexplicably, she felt as if she was afraid of this mysterious man who appeared out of nowhere.

Lin Zimian held a fan and observed the woman in front of him, a little skeptical: "Today's weather is so hot, why not let this girl take off her veil? If she keeps covering her face like this, she might get a heat rash."

Gu Ye could naturally feel what Lin Zimian could see, and he felt that his wheelchair was being shaken like a sieve by her.

Gu Ye was a little surprised, but as a man with great ambitions, he would never reveal any flaws in public. He cleared his throat and spoke coldly to the thief who was eavesdropping and refused to admit it: "Military Advisor Lin, you don't have to worry about this. I will naturally take good care of my people."

These words seemed to soothe her, and the veiled woman finally stopped shaking so violently. However, Lin Zimian always felt as if the eyes under the veil were staring at him. Lin Zimian felt inexplicably guilty, and he raised the feather fan to cover most of his face.

Why are you looking at him like that?

Lin Zimian turned his gaze to the opposite side. Before he could take a good look at the veiled woman, he noticed that Gu Ye's face had turned black.

This is really... interesting.

Gu Ye didn't know what was wrong with him. Why did he get so angry just because this ignorant and powerful military advisor looked at Wuming for a second longer? And Wuming was the same. He was just an ordinary good-looking man. Why was he so emotional? Was he not good-looking enough? Could it be that she was tired of him after so many days?

Lin Zimian was released very quickly. He didn't know why, but his intuition told him that they had a secret, and it seemed to be very important to him and had a great impact on him.

And that strange Third Prince didn't make things difficult for him. Instead, he looked at him as if he were a monster and immediately had him pushed away.

Lin Zimian reached out and touched the scar on his neck, a few drops of blood seeped out, but he didn't care much. He turned around and saw Luo Sui standing by the door, looking at him with a heavy face.

"Hey! You just went..."

"Didn't you notice?" Luo Sui asked suddenly.

"What?" Lin Zimian didn't understand why Luo Sui said this right at the beginning.

Luo Sui was in a good mood. He walked over and patted Lin Zimian on the shoulder, pointed in the direction where Gu Ye left, and said slowly: "Don't you think that the person you are looking for is right in front of you?"

“What the…Aaaaaaah!!!”

Lin Zimian's voice changed from puzzlement to shock. He only needed to use his brain to figure it out. For example, in the past twenty years, most of the time he needed Luo Sui to kick his brain before it could start working.

"Ran Xing! Why didn't you say so earlier!"

Why did he say it so early? He just arrived. Lin Zimian held his chin, as if he was hypnotizing himself, looking like a worthless naive person.

Luo Sui sighed slightly and patted his shoulder again: "You can't always be like this."

As clear as ever, when will it become more careful?