Su Mingyu raised her hand to pinch the soft flesh on Gu Ruoyun's waist, and then fiercely pinched it.
"You are actually teasing me!"
Her pair of clear eyes flashed with a bright light: "I'll tell you, even though today's matter is an act, if you really do something rash behind my back, I might not be able to kill you, but I'll never see you again."
The strength in Gu Ruoyun's hands tightened: "Do you think that this duke seems like someone who would be up to no good?"
Su Mingyu curled her lips. "Who knows? A man knows his face but not his heart."
Lifting up Su Mingyu's lower jaw, Gu Ruoyun looked deeply at her: "You should know this king's heart."
Su Mingyu looked at Gu Ruoyun's fake face. The emotions in her heart had been stirred up, but they were suppressed by this unfamiliar face.
She raised her hand to touch Gu Ruoyun's face, which was covered by a mask. The corners of her eyes slightly raised: "I might not know all of it."