I looked at myself all over. My light green gown was slightly blown by the wind, and there was a jade hairpin stuck in my tied up hair. No matter how I looked, I looked like a beautiful young man with a graceful appearance. Although he was riding a little donkey, his appearance did not match the master's age. How could he lie like this with open eyes and say that I was an old man.
But it is still necessary to be cautious, so I snorted from my nose and neither admitted nor denied it.
Please, old man, please save my master. In the next life, you will be a cow or a horse and you will serve him till death.
Isn't it? Old-timer? I was a little cold, but what surprised me even more was that the other party's voice seemed to be a little choked? He looked behind him in confusion, and there was indeed a man in black, half-hugging another man in black. His chest was heaving up and down, and it was obvious that he was seriously poisoned. When I looked back, the face of the man in black who was being supported suddenly looked up, and I saw a pair of eyes as black as ink, like a lake with no bottom.
Also, the eyelashes are so long!
What a beautiful pair of eyes.
Can't let him die, can't let him die. This thought has been swirling in my mind since I saw those eyes.
OK, I'll save you.
My words came out without thinking about them. Even if I regretted them, it was already too late. What's more, with those eyes, I thought it would be a pity to die.