Su Ying raised her head and saw several guards walking toward her.
She stood up and stepped on Xiao Jue's neck. "Just stand five steps away. I can hear everything you say."
The guard quickly stopped. "Young lady, the sandstorm here is too strong. Why don't you come with us into the city to wait out the storm? This place is very cold at night."
Su Ying glanced in the direction of the pass, then glanced at the forest not far away. The corners of her lips curled up slightly, and she suddenly exerted force on her feet. Xiao Jue screamed in anguish. "Get lost!"
When he saw that Su Ying did not take the bait, the guard instantly clenched his fists but did not dare to go forward. "Young lady, don't be angry. We are also worried that His Highness will feel cold at night."
However, Su Ying had no intention of releasing her foot. The guard didn't dare to stay any longer and retreated repeatedly.
