Qianqianjie, kidnap a reborn prince back to the modern era

The conspiracies and calculations of the various governments did not affect the good mood of the two people in the carriage.

The car was peaceful and quiet.

Cangyu stared at Qianyou with his sharp eyes, which made her look a little embarrassed, but the space in the car was limited and she had no way to avoid it.

"You don't know the boy's true identity?"

"Who?"

Qian You hadn't come back to his senses from his trance yet, his eyes were narrowed.

Cangyu smiled and tapped her forehead lightly.

"Luo Long, what do you want to do by keeping him by your side?"

"You mean Luo Long? Do you know his identity?"

Qian You looked at him puzzledly.

"Of course I know. He was the one I hated the most in my previous life."

Cangyu pursed his lips in grievance and muttered softly.

"What? I didn't hear you clearly."

Qian You was very interested and moved his face closer, hoping that he would repeat what he had just said.

Cangyu looked at the tender cheek that looked like a peeled egg and leaned closer, unable to resist the urge to knead it.

His hands were less under his control than his thoughts, and he really did it.

He held her smooth little face in his big hands, trying to get closer to him.

Qian You was stunned for a moment, lifted her little face from his big hands, looked out of the closed car curtain with some embarrassment, and let out a breath softly.

Cangyu felt much happier watching her series of small movements.

"You forgot, I have memories of my past life. In his past life, he was the Crown Prince of Nanqi. In the end, he and you fought back to Dongcang and destroyed Dongcang."

"You said, it was he and I who destroyed Dongcang?"

Qian You widened her eyes in surprise. She was a little surprised by this news.

"Ok!"

“In your previous life, you were driven away by Xibohou Mansion’s Xia Linshuang using soldiers from the defense camp. It was not until you led your troops back to Dongcang that I learned that you saved Qi Luobai, who was then the crown prince, in Nanqi, and later worked with him to quell the Nanqi rebellion and eliminate the regent Qi Yi’s party.

After the political situation stabilizes for a year, you will mobilize the entire country's military force to fight back to Dongcang.

We made great progress along the way and in less than three months we arrived at the outskirts of Kyoto, where we met again.

You and he were on horseback, at the front of the army, and we met for the last time. I ordered the city gates to be opened and you were allowed to enter the city."

"Oh? So, the trajectory of my life has changed a bit, but I still met the people I was supposed to meet."

Qian You felt a little emotional and then asked.

"In my previous life, was I with him?"

"Ahem! I don't know!"

Cangyu's face turned red from coughing. He was very angry and turned his head away abruptly.

"Tell me, tell me!"

Qian You was guilty when he heard the story, especially since it was his own story.

Cangyu thought for a long time, nodded reluctantly, and fixed his eyes on Qianyou.

"Youyou, the trajectory of this life has changed. I am not poisoned, I don't have any disease, and you are not forced to leave your hometown by the bad guys. Moreover, we already know who the enemy is. I will accompany you to take revenge. Please don't leave, okay?"

Cangyu said in a low voice, the tension and worry in his eyes clearly visible.

"What are you talking about? I just want to hear the story, I don't think too much about it."

Qian You didn't expect that his gossiping nature would make the person opposite him so nervous. He smiled awkwardly, leaned against the car wall and sat down.

"No, if you don't, I will. This kid has no good intentions around you, and I'm worried."

"Then tell me about your past life. Why did he have bad intentions? To be fair, he was not a bad person."

Qian You still couldn't resist the desire to listen to the story, so he continued.

“My second uncle encountered him when he was seriously injured in the dense forest on the border of Southern Qi. He recognized him at first sight. He was the little prince who was rumored to have escaped.

Without thinking too much, he took him with him. They were chased by men in black along the way, but he was lucky enough to return to the mansion alive.

It was me who saved him and helped him heal his external and internal injuries.

He was also poisoned by someone and was a poor man who was destroyed by the struggle for power.

It is normal for him to feel the peace here and be attached to me in his heart.

He is still young, please give him more time."

"You just treat him as a child?"

Cangyu's heart was in his throat, beating nervously at this moment.

"What else? How old is he? Do I have the nerve to do it?"

"Then we are of the right age, you can do whatever you want."

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

This time it was Qian You's turn to cough until his face turned red, and it wasn't just from coughing.

"Is everything okay?"

Cangyu raised half of his body, put his long arms around Youyou's back and patted her gently.

It took Youyou a long time to recover. She looked at the man opposite her with resentment, and felt some strange fluctuations in her heart.

Is this the feeling of having a crush?

Youyou's little hand was still covering her chest, and her heart was beating a little too fast.

In her previous life, she was busy with studies and work and remained single for 28 years. She thought about having a relationship, but before she could take action, she ended up here.

He was born with hatred and grew up alone in the mountains. Although he had friends by his side, hatred had already taken root in his heart.

She had so many things to do that she had no time to think about her own affairs until she met him.

He confessed to her his deep love from his previous life, and she was a little surprised.

He told her everything that happened in his past life, and she was somewhat moved.

She allowed him to stay with her, not caring that he was the son of a known enemy, betting that he had true feelings for her, but she was not determined to entrust herself to him.

She planned revenge with him because she felt that he was trustworthy and she needed help from the court.

She couldn't explain what she was thinking.

Use him?

Trust him?

Or rely on him?

Born into this strange era of supreme imperial power, she has always insisted on doing her own things by herself, and never dared to open her back and rely on others.

When did she start to accept a man and allow him to pat her on the back?

When did it start?

She suddenly wanted to know the answer to this question and explore her own feelings.

Is it the dilapidated temple at the Rainy Day Post Station on the way back to Kyoto?

He walked in from the rain with a group of people, wrapped in dampness, and his black battle robe showed his masculinity, coolness and murderousness, with the aura that only people who have been on the battlefield can have.

She saw him at first sight, and he approached her cautiously, and to be honest, she didn't object.

Was it the glimpse you saw him enter the city on Yongan Street?

Qiao Nan argued and lifted the car curtain.

His eyes were sharply fixed on their carriage, and she saw him glance back with an inexplicable hint of interest in his eyes.

Was it the night under the pear tree at Yingyueju in the Prime Minister’s Mansion?

His eyes were full of stories, and she was attracted by his faint sadness and sentimentality.

Is he drinking tea in his study?

His big hands holding the sword and the smooth and flowing way of brewing tea are indeed very handsome and cool.

Was it the time when he confessed his past and present lives to her?

He came for her rebirth, which made her feel more touched.

Even though he was not strong enough to fight against the royal family, he refused to marry her for her sake, disobeyed the imperial order, expressed his feelings time and time again, and tried to protect her time and time again...

When did they have so much contact?

He hangs around me every day, and I seem to have gotten used to his presence.

I even missed him a little when he was away.

I wonder if his disaster relief work will go smoothly and if those corrupt officials will make things difficult for him.

Wondering whether he would be safe on his journey to Xiling, he sent out the Qianmai Palace's Dark Hall to ward off several assassination attempts on his behalf along the way.

Does this mean that I can't help but care about and worry about him?