The Stone Beauty

In the chariot.

Zhang Ruochen pressed his hands together and retrieved his spiritual power. He looked at Murong Yue, and said, "There's a person who started following us after we left the Black Market Excellence Hall. You should know who that is?"

Murong Yue lowered her head and bit her lip, "Don't worry about him, Your Highness. His target is me, not you."

"That's not true."

Zhang Ruochen shook his head. "Now that we've been so close, he must misunderstand, mustn't he?"

"Does Your Highness know about him?" Murong Yue was a little surprised.

"The rising star of the Ministry of War, Bu Qianfan. If it wasn't him, who else could it be? This man is very infatuated with you. Looks like you've really become a devil to his mind," said Zhang Ruochen.

Sikong Two sat beside them, twirling his beads. He sighed, "Amitabha. Heroes always find it hard to let go of the beauties."

Pat!