C4 Venerable People Help

"Milord, there's … "A little girl suddenly rushed over, scaring the horse …" The coachman was frightened, and his mouth trembled as he replied.

When Bai Ruotong heard the voice, she looked over and saw that the person who asked the question was wearing a blue official uniform and a black crown. On his square face, the space between his eyebrows was twisted into a square character.

Wan An hid in a corner of the street and stared at Bai Ruotong and the people in the carriage. Although he could not identify the owner of the carriage, he could tell from the gold ornamental sandalwood carriage that the owner was either a rich or a wealthy person.

I only hope that the owner of the house is a man with an indifferent character, who will leave her with a few words.

"Lord …" I beg you, please save me! "

Out of the corner of her eye, Bai Ruo saw Wan An, her heart tightened. She rushed forward and grabbed onto the man's narrow sleeves, asking for help.

If the person before her left her, she would only be captured by Wan An. She could not sustain her strength for too long, so she could only take a gamble.

"Aren't you General Bai's daughter? Why are we here? " The man's eyes were filled with surprise as he asked. Having worked in the Prince Rong's mansion for so many years, he had seen quite a few powerful figures.

"Someone is chasing me, wanting to kill me." Bai Ruotong was overjoyed. It seemed that this person knew her identity. Since he did, he would definitely save her.

"Let's talk first."

Sure enough, the man's face sank as he helped Bai Ruotong into the carriage.

"Miss Bai, please sit." The man's voice was gentle as he took off his cloak and draped it over her clothes that had been drenched by the falling rain.

Bai Ruotong nodded in thanks, shivering and curling up her body. Her tensed heart was finally relieved. No matter what, she had escaped the fate of being tainted, and the benefactor she wished to meet was a naturally kind one who pitied her and sent her back to the palace.

At the other end of the carriage. Gu Yanqing remained calm and collected as she stared at the girl in front of her. Ever since she entered the car, she had kept her head down, not noticing his presence.

Her bun was in disarray, and her gold hairpin was swaying in the wind, almost to the point of being drunk. The red makeup on her face had been washed clean by the heavy rain, her delicate and pretty face was devoid of blood. Her almond eyes were misting up, and from the corner of her right eye, a red tear-stained birthmark faintly appeared.

It was her.

Gu Yan Qing's expression changed. Her black eyes rippled like a deep pond, but after a moment, they returned to silence.

"Zhao Cheng, what happened?"

Gu Yan Qing narrowed her eyes and asked calmly.

"Your Highness, our carriage almost collided with General Bai's daughter," the man named Zhao Cheng cupped his hands and explained respectfully. "This subordinate thinks that Miss Bai is extremely pitiful. Please forgive me for bringing Miss Bai into the carriage without Your Highness' permission."

Zhao Cheng was apprehensive. When he was trying to save Bai Ruotong, he didn't have time to think about it. Only after he got her into the carriage did he suddenly realize that he had made a mistake.

His highness was a cold-blooded man, and he disdained to do something like saving someone in the name of righteousness. Not to mention that his highness loved to be clean, the sewage at the corner of her white skirt had all over the place.

"It's fine." Gu Yanqing stopped. Her voice was bone-chilling cold.

As Bai Ruotong listened to the conversation, he noticed a person sitting in front of him. She timidly raised her head and carefully looked at the person who spoke. With just a single glance, she was stunned by the man's appearance before her.

The man wore a plain moon-collared white robe with an elegant plum blossom embroidered on the collar. His eyebrows were as deep as ink and his eyes as deep pools. He had a high nose bridge and thin, indifferent red lips.

His facial features seemed as if they were carved by the most exquisite craftsman in the world, almost perfect, to the point where it made one feel intimidated.

Amongst the guests who were familiar with Bai Ruotong, there were many men with extraordinary looks. However, none of them had features comparable to the person in front of them. She wasn't infatuated, but when she saw him, she was too stunned to speak.

However, his gaze was too cold, as if a thin layer of ice had formed. Even the air around him cooled down several degrees.