Jiang Ming Yue turned slightly, his face cold and distant: “Ming Yue never said such a thing.”

Shen Yao Xing gritted her teeth: “You’re playing with me?”

The man feigned slight surprise: “Isn’t it Miss Shen’s wishful thinking?”

This sentence was clearly mocking her for being presumptuous. Shen Yao Xing, who was already in a gloomy mood due to the dirt on her body, almost wanted to grab her dagger and charge at him. Why couldn’t this person speak clearly? Did he have to mock others to be happy?

Indeed, a pervert can’t be understood with normal thinking.

Shen Yao Xing took a deep breath and raised her foot, intending to leave in another direction. Before she could take two steps, the sound of hooves came through the mist, getting closer and closer to them. She was overjoyed, thinking that Hei Sha and Bai Sha had come looking for her.

When she clearly saw the carriage, Shen Yao Xing’s whole person deflated.

The carriage stopped beside Jiang Ming Yue. Long, jade-like fingers lightly brushed aside the black hair falling in front of him, and with the help of a man in black clothes, he elegantly stepped into the carriage, completely ignoring the person behind.

Would it be too embarrassing to ask him for a ride at this point? Shen Yao Xing struggled internally, wavering frantically between dignity and leaving this place. Just then, the curtain at the carriage window was lifted, revealing the man’s handsome features.

“Miss Shen, Ming Yue will go ahead first.” After saying this, he was about to order the carriage to start moving.

“Wait!” Shen Yao Xing couldn’t care about so much anymore and shamelessly called out to stop him.

The man’s long, narrow eyes flickered slightly, moving lightly towards the young woman, appearing puzzled: “I wonder if Miss Shen has any other matters?”

Shen Yao Xing was incredibly conflicted, her entire face almost scrunched up, her cheeks slightly flushed. After a long while, she finally came up with what she considered a relatively tactful phrase: “I… I can’t find the way out now, and I’ve been separated from the other two… friends…”

She might as well have written the words on her face. Anyone who wasn’t a fool would understand what she meant, but this person still pretended not to understand.

“Is that so…” The man’s voice was as light as a sigh, his eyes fixed on the disheveled young woman: “If that’s the case, Miss Shen should wait a bit longer. Perhaps your two friends will come looking for you soon.”

No matter how one heard it, this person’s words seemed to have a hint of schadenfreude. If they could find her, would she be here shamelessly begging? She didn’t even know where she was now.

It was obviously intentional. He just wanted her to personally beg out loud. Look at what kind of person this is, he must remember the incident at the inn when she refused to travel together. A grown man holding grudges even more than her!

Damn it, if I have to say it, I’ll say it!

Shen Yao Xing gritted her teeth, raised her chin, and said the pleading words with a proud expression: “I wonder if Young Master Ming Yue could give me a ride?”

After all, they were on the same road. Perhaps after getting out of here, she could find Hei Sha and Bai Sha along that road.

The man didn’t speak for a long time, so long that Shen Yao Xing thought he was going to refuse. Finally, he said slowly: “But Ming Yue doesn’t like to sit in the same carriage with others.”

“You can rest assured, I’ll just sit outside. I absolutely won’t enter the carriage.”

Jiang Ming Yue’s fingers lightly caressed his knee, his dark eyes glanced at the black box inside the carriage, and he slightly curved his lips: “If that’s the case, Miss Shen may come up.”

Shen Yao Xing didn’t expect him to actually agree. She immediately forgot about the embarrassment from earlier, happily said a word of thanks, and quickly sat down next to the man in black clothes. This front position was much more spacious than the front of her carriage.

As soon as she settled in, the carriage set off. The man in black clothes beside her was expressionless. Thinking about what he was, Shen Yao Xing felt a bit creeped out. She quietly shifted her buttocks, trying to increase the distance as much as possible.

Along the way, Shen Yao Xing kept her eyes wide open, on high alert, afraid of missing Hei Sha and Bai Sha who might be waiting for her by the roadside.

Unfortunately, she was destined to be disappointed. Forget about carriages, she didn’t even see a single person.

The young woman leaned dejectedly against the carriage frame beside her, her legs dangling beneath the carriage, swaying slightly with the vibrations of the carriage.

It wasn’t until the sun was about to set that they finally arrived at the town Bai Sha had mentioned. Perhaps because it was almost dark, there were only one or two people walking on the street.

The carriage stopped in front of an inn. Shen Yao Xing quickly jumped off the carriage, rushing in immediately with the intention of getting a room to take a bath first. It was only when she saw the somewhat sallow face of the innkeeper that she remembered one thing.

She didn’t have a single copper coin on her…

The silver and such were all with Hei Sha and Bai Sha. She hadn’t worried about this aspect at all.

For a moment, the young woman and the innkeeper stared at each other, neither speaking first.

“Open two rooms.” An extremely hoarse and harsh voice sounded beside her ear, as unpleasant as nails scratching across a blackboard.

Shen Yao Xing’s fingers scratched at the chest-high counter in front of her, her gaze secretly glancing over, then looking at the man in snow-white clothes not far behind him, her mind starting to calculate.

If she were to borrow from him…

He would probably agree, right? After all, just one carriage was already a mobile treasury. A few taels of silver should be something he wouldn’t even bother to pick up if it fell to the ground.

Jiang Ming Yue’s black eyes were deep and cold as he watched the young woman shuffle towards him. Her face was slightly flushed, her already fair and delicate face now looking even more tender and alluring. Her hand unconsciously rubbed her lower back, seemingly embarrassed to speak the upcoming words.

“Um… ahem, could you… lend me one tael of silver?”

The young woman asked thus.

The corner of the man’s lips curved very slightly. “Of course I can.”

Night fell

There were no more people moving about the small town, so quiet that not even the sound of crickets could be heard.

In one of the main rooms of the inn, the man sat at the tea table wearing a white inner robe. His collar was open, revealing his delicate and distinct collarbones. He lightly pinched a small jade disc in his hand, resting his chin as he lazily appraised it.

Seeming to think of something amusing, his thin lips curved upwards.

“If I could place you inside her body, she would surely be my most perfect corpse puppet.”

The man’s voice was extremely soft, like lovers’ whispers.

On the other side, Shen Yao Xing was completely unaware of the man’s schemes, lying spread-eagled on the bed, snoring away.