Zou Lvrui's hand moved faster than her mind. She randomly picked up a stick and swung it at the figure.
Unexpectedly, the person who emerged was Luo Nanchen.
Lin Qiao, who was just about to launch her spiritual power attack, quickly retracted it and rushed over at once. "Why are you here? Are you hurt? You must be exhausted!"
Luo Nanchen shook his head with a smile. "I'm not tired."
Seeing Luo Nanchen, Lin Qiao finally let out a sigh of relief. "You've been dealing with zombies all night. There's no way you're not tired... By the way, how did you know I was here?"
Luo Nanchen's smile froze for a moment. "Oh, you left my spiritual barrier, so I naturally knew."
Lin Qiao nodded. "I've come up with a way to deal with Meng Erliu. Can you take us to Meng Erliu's cave?"
"Sure, but... What's the method? Can you tell me?"
Lin Qiao paused for a moment and felt something was off.
Luo Nanchen's tone today... Why was it so strange?
Normally, whenever Lin Qiao came up with some fancy ideas, Luo Nanchen would always respond with a doting tone.
For example, in this situation just now, Luo Nanchen would have asked, "What's the method?"
It was a short question, but it never seemed perfunctory.
Sometimes, he wouldn't even ask and would just take her to the cave directly.
Even in this urgent situation today, which was different from before, he shouldn't have asked if he could be told.
This tone felt so unfamiliar.
When people were in a state of constant danger, their vigilance was more than twice as high as usual.
Especially someone like Lin Qiao, who had experienced great ups and downs in life, her vigilance was even higher.
Lin Qiao sized up the Luo Nanchen in front of her. His hands were hanging straight down, and when Lin Qiao looked at him, he rubbed his thumb and index finger uneasily.
Luo Nanchen had become the emperor at the age of twelve. He had endured the gazes of civil and military officials and the worship of thousands of common people during the grand ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven. He had long developed a thick skin.
There was no way he would be nervous because of her scrutinizing look.
Lin Qiao smiled. "Luo Nanchen, I forgot to bring my lip balm. My lips are so chapped and painful."
Zou Lvrui, standing beside them, was completely bewildered. Weren't they here to look for the notebook?
How did the conversation suddenly turn to lip balm?
Moreover, where could they find lip balm at this moment?
Luo Nanchen was stunned for a moment. "Let's talk about this later. It's more important to solve the problem of Meng Erliu first. What exactly is the method you mentioned?"
Without saying a word, Lin Qiao quickly pulled Zou Lvrui back a step and set up a spiritual barrier around the two of them.
Zou Lvrui was stunned. "What are you doing? Are you quarreling with Luo Nanchen just because there's no lip balm?"
Lin Qiao said, "Don't ask. Just follow me. Don't be a liability."
Although such a situation had never happened before, if it was really Luo Nanchen, no matter how urgent the situation was, he wouldn't have reacted like this.
When she said she didn't have lip balm, even if Luo Nanchen had to pick flowers on the spot, he would make one for her.
Take the locust flower incident as an example.
Just because she had taken a few extra glances at the locust flowers, Luo Nanchen had asked her if she wanted to go up the mountain to have a look. He had even secretly picked a lot of locust flowers. But the environment at the foot of the mountain was not suitable, and many of them had withered. In the end, Luo Nanchen used his spiritual power to nurture the last one and kept it in Lin Qiao's room.
Take an earlier incident in the palace. Lin Qiao had suddenly wanted to eat the wontons from a street vendor. At that time, Lin Qiao hadn't fully accepted Luo Nanchen. She had only secretly lusted after his body.
So even though she really wanted to eat the wontons, she hadn't had the nerve to tell Luo Nanchen.
After all, if you took someone's things, you'd be in their debt.
But Luo Nanchen had noticed that her appetite had decreased. When he asked, Lin Qiao hadn't said anything. So he had secretly asked everyone in Changle Palace and finally found out that Lin Qiao wanted to eat wontons.
In the following days, Lin Qiao's breakfast had always been freshly made wontons from the street vendor.
Later, Lin Qiao had found out that Luo Nanchen had skipped several days of morning court just to queue up at the street vendor outside the palace to get the first batch of wontons.
Although the situation at that time was different from now, Lin Qiao knew that even in an urgent situation, Luo Nanchen would never ignore a single word or even a single look from her.
In Luo Nanchen's eyes, there was neither the country, nor the world, nor great achievements, nor grand plans. There had always been only her.
Damn it, he was such an ideal boyfriend...
Obviously, the person in front of her was not Luo Nanchen.
After setting up the spiritual barrier, Lin Qiao finally felt relieved. "Who are you? What do you want by pretending to be Luo Nanchen?!"
The so - called Luo Nanchen in front of her still remained calm. "Xiaoling—"
It was probably someone who knew them and had heard Luo Nanchen call her Xiaolin. But perhaps they weren't very close, and from a distance, they couldn't hear clearly, so they only got a rough idea.
"Damn it, isn't this like self - exposing?" Lin Qiao was so angry that she laughed. "Xiaoling? Do you really think I'm stupid?"
Seeing that he couldn't hide it anymore, the "Luo Nanchen" reached out and tore off the mask on his face.
Lin Qiao and Zou Lvrui stood there in a daze. "Yang, Yang Haoyu?"