This encounter is not that encounter

  While Fengdie was admiring Tanglin's unique beauty, Tanglin had already applied the band-aid. "Miss, wait a day or two before peeling it off, and your arm will be perfectly fine. I'm going to chase after that mugger from earlier, see you later!"

  Tang Lin said she would leave and left immediately. By the time Feng Die'er came back to her senses, Tang Lin's cold figure had already disappeared into the distance on the other side of the bridge.

  The butterfly danced and withdrew its gaze, looking at the band-aid on its arm, a faint smile rose to its vermilion lips, "That girl is really special, I wonder if we'll have another chance encounter!"

  No longer staying, Fengdie danced with her left hand covering the injured place on her right hand, then went down under the stone arch bridge.

  After a while, Fengdie walked on the crowded street, looking left and right, as if anxiously searching for someone's figure. When her anxious eyes fell on a place not far ahead, she finally locked onto a figure.

  The young master and the holy lord walked side by side on the street, their footsteps neither hurried nor slow.

  The noble gentleman opened his folding fan, gently shaking it. On one side of the fan was painted a black peony picture, with a poem inscribed on the edge of the flower, while the other side had three large characters that danced like dragons and phoenixes. His temperament was neither warm nor cold, as he walked along the road, his calm eyes scanning the surrounding street scene, secretly sensing the people's feelings.

  But unlike the calm and composed Yu Sheng Jun, his expression was a bit flustered, with a pair of anxious eyes scanning the crowd, searching for someone.

  In order not to let the Holy Lord detect his unnecessary anxiety, Yu Zi Chen always chose to look for the person he wanted to find when the Holy Lord was looking elsewhere. At this time, a slender arm stretched out from the crowd in front of him, waving at him to indicate that she was over there.

  The one waving at Yuzi Chen was Feng Die Wu.

  Yu Zi Chen looked at Feng Die Wu, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, finally finding the person he was looking for. But the breath he let out was immediately sucked back in, as he feared that Yu Sheng Jun would see Feng Die Wu waving at him. So when Yu Sheng Jun turned his head to look at him, he had already glared at Feng Die Wu, signaling her to follow the plan.

  The phoenix butterfly dance will arrive at the eye of the imperial child, so she hid herself in the corner of the house next door, and then sneaked out to look at that elegant white shadow. When the five senses of the imperial saint entered her eyes, as if eating sweets for the first time, she found herself addicted.

  Two years ago, I traveled with my good sister Guan Xiangyun to visit the lake and met Yu Zi Chen, the second prince, and witnessed the love between my good sister and the prince.

  On the day of their wedding, she was present. When the high and mighty Emperor Yu Xing of the Imperial Court arrived at the Wang Ye Mansion, among the thousands of guests, she secretly fell in love with this majestic man, and from then on, her heart was filled with this noble man.

  As time passed, the conversation box between the sisters-in-law was opened, and many secrets that were not known to others would be revealed. And her secretly liking the emperor's affairs was discovered by her good sister Guan Xiangyun.

  Guān Huán Yún hoped that she and Yuè Shèng Jūn could become a loving couple, so she told Yuè Zǐ Chén about this matter.

  Nowadays, the reason why the emperor comes out of the palace is half because of Yu Zi Chen's instigation.

  He said that he would propose to the Holy Lord to go out and meet his own heart's desire, but in fact, he was letting the Holy Lord go out and meet the person he had arranged for him.

  "Second brother, let's go take a look over there!" Yu Sheng Jun didn't notice anything out of the ordinary with Yu Zi Chen and took a step forward.

  The butterfly danced with its back against the wall, looked up, took a deep breath, and had an air of desperation about it. After holding its breath, it immediately ran out with a stiff neck, intentionally lowering its head as it ran. When it reached the Holy Lord's side, it even intentionally crashed heavily into his chest, only to be bounced back by his chest which was several times harder than iron. It fell to the ground, its injured arm hitting the ground first, adding new injuries to old ones. The pain made her frown and clutch her arm tightly, moaning softly, "Ah, it hurts so much."