The youth's features were exquisite, like the light of the sun and moon enveloping his face, flawless to the point of perfection, making it impossible for people to look away.
Dressed in immaculate white clothes, his ink-black hair fell messily onto Mu Ruyue's face, and his clear eyes lacked the smoke and filth of the mortal world.
So clean that he seemed not to belong to this world.
The youth showed no intention of getting off her. He sniffed, a beautiful smile appearing on his handsome face.
He said, "Sister, you smell so nice."
At this moment, Mu Ruyue's delicate face darkened. She stared coldly at the boy pressing on her and squinted her eyes: "Get up!"
In an instant, a mist of grievance appeared in the boy's eyes as he looked at her pitifully: "Sister, did I do something wrong?"
For some reason, looking at the boy's aggrieved handsome face, Mu Ruyue thought of her brother from her previous life.
He was also someone she had once protected with everything she had.
He used to look at her with those innocent and aggrieved eyes...
"Haha, this fool really jumped."
A mocking laugh came from above, and Mu Ruyue clearly felt the boy's body stiffen. His clear eyes filled with a layer of mist, but his pitiful and tragic appearance did not appease the person above.
"A fool is always a fool, and will never turn the tables in a lifetime."
In front of the bright window, a well-dressed man exuded an aura of nobility. He opened his folding fan, a carefree smile at the corner of his mouth as he looked down mockingly at the people below.
Mu Ruyue narrowed her eyes slightly, glaring at the person pressing on her, her tone obviously unfriendly: "How long do you plan on staying on top of me?"
Although his gaze was very similar to her brother's from her previous life, Mu Ruyue was also clearly aware that they were not the same person. The boy who had fallen on her was too handsome, so handsome that it was almost like he was a bewitching creature capable of turning the world upside down.
Especially those pure eyes, innocent yet alluring.
Once the boy got up, she stood up as well, patting off the dust on her clothes, and looked towards the window at the well-dressed man with peach blossom eyes.
At that moment, the well-dressed man also noticed Mu Ruyue standing next to the handsome boy.
"Prince."
Ling Ying felt a surge of anger rising from the bottom of his heart when he saw the girl daring to look at his prince with such eyes. Their prince was of such high status, how could she gaze at him so rudely?
Raising a hand to stop Ling Ying, Ye Yihua's lips curved with interest: "Today, I tricked this fool here to test whether he was truly foolish or just pretending. I've never been at ease all these years, but judging by what happened just now, he really is a fool."
This kind of fool posed no threat to him, but if he had been pretending to be mad and foolish all these years, his deep calculative mind would definitely become a major problem.
Slightly narrowing his beautiful peach blossom eyes, Ye Yihua's smile deepened.
"Let's go."
Putting away the folding fan, Ye Yihua glanced at the boy, then turned and disappeared from the window.
"Sister, aren't you afraid of me?" The boy bit his thin lips, his pure eyes—untainted by the slightest impurity—staring pitifully at Mu Ruyue.
Mu Ruyue raised an eyebrow: "Why should I be afraid of you?"
Upon hearing this, the boy lowered his head, speaking softly with a trace of unease in his voice: "Because I am a fool, and the maidservants who serve me are all very afraid of me."
Looking at the boy's thin figure, Mu Ruyue said coolly: "That's them. Between people, there is no difference."