Great Mu Princess Helian Yunyun had lowered herself to mingle with others, her smile as lovely as a flower, warm and sunny.
But Zhao Rucheng only nodded. "Your Highness Princess Yun."
He refused to address her more familiarly, deliberately keeping his distance. Helian Yunyun still grinned, as if she didn't mind.
"Do you like the grasslands?" she asked again.
"It's all the same wherever you are," Zhao Rucheng said.
"Not anymore!" Helian Yunyun laughed.
Zhao Rucheng: ...
He wasn't some greenhorn. The so-called Five Heroes of Maple Forest had once been celebrated rogues in Maple Forest City. But in truth, one was a dullard, another a fool, and another a blockhead. Only Fang Pengju understood a woman's heart at all, but he was more keen on so-called "prospects" and rarely let himself get distracted.
When it came to cherishing beauties and courting women, all four of them together couldn't hold a candle to him, Zhao Rucheng.
But first, he truly wasn't in the mood right now, and second... he really didn't want to die.
Even if he did want to die, he wouldn't want a death as brutal as "offending the Mu Emperor"...
This woman before him was not to be trifled with.
He could only play the part of big brother Ling He: keep himself proper and reserved, and learn from Du Yehu how to be utterly clueless about romance.
Helian Yunyun turned her head and looked straight ahead with a serious expression. "Rucheng, you must have been to many places."
"Not really that many," Zhao Rucheng replied.
"You have an unusual air about you. You're a man with a story."
"What story could I have? Just a string of mishaps."
"What sort of mishaps? Why don't you tell me?"
"Better not. They're all dull things, not worth telling."