Sensing the master’s inner anxiety, the silver snake, acting as a neck ring decoration, wriggled onto Lou Bozhou’s shoulder and opened its mouth to threaten Yun Xinyue. 

“Hiss—” 

The little silver snake was still beautiful in appearance, but thinking about how it could drill into people’s orifices made it a bit scary. 

She hugged the blanket tighter and moved further into the corner. 

Lou Bozhou, seeing her cowering, grabbed the little snake from his shoulder, opened the car window, and threw it out. 

The snake, tragically abandoned and submerged in the deep grass, went “Hiss?” 

What did it do wrong? 

So wronged. 

Yun Xinyue was also stunned, looking at his decisive and fluid movements, unable to say a word. 

The other snakes, who had only half-extended their tongues, pretended they were just full and licked around their mouths, then retracted their fangs and tongues. 

“Is this okay?” 

Lou Bozhou moved forward a little. 

“Wait—” Yun Xinyue held out a hand, stopping the approaching knee with her palm. 

A warm, soft sensation came from his knee. 

Lou Bozhou’s fingers, propped on his leg, twitched slightly, but he restrained himself, seeing her cautious and vigilant expression. 

He was a Gu raiser, and he knew that to catch a Gu worm and make it work for him, it was important to patiently wait for the right opportunity. 

“Do you have something to say?” 

“Mm-hmm.” Yun Xinyue nodded frantically, her mind racing. “Look, although we are the objects of a political marriage, our marriage is protected by both countries. But, if we want to get along happily in the future, we still need to cultivate feelings first, right?” 

This guy seemed to be a reasonable person. She wondered if she could persuade him to slow down the pace. 

It was too fast for her to handle. 

“Cultivate feelings?” Lou Bozhou lowered his eyes, then raised them again, looking into her pupils. “If we have feelings, then I can touch you?” 

“…” 

Yun Xinyue nodded resolutely. “Yes! Contact without feelings is like stagnant water. Touching with feelings is like ‘Once golden breezes and dewdrops meet, they transcend countless encounters in the mortal realm.'” 

She carefully watched the other party’s seemingly clear and innocent eyes, thinking that this guy had probably never been in love before. 

Why did he seem so naive? 

Lou Bozhou didn’t understand what golden breezes and dewdrops were. 

He pondered in silence. 

Yun Xinyue mistakenly thought that he didn’t agree, and continued to persuade him: “Let me put it this way, without a foundation of feelings, even if we hold hands, it will feel like we are objects, being held and played with in someone’s palm. This feeling, if it’s not consensual, is no different from humiliation.” 

Not consensual is humiliation? 

Lou Bozhou’s eyebrows furrowed. 

The young man’s face was beautiful, his ink-black hair was half-dry, mostly draped behind him, with a few strands wrapped around his collar. 

The collar wasn’t particularly tightly covered. When he bent over, without the restraint of the silver neck ring, half of it turned up, revealing a bit of jade-white skin. 

Her eyes seemed to be scalded, and Yun Xinyue’s gaze moved upward, landing on the purple tassel silver earrings hanging from his earlobes, which were a shade lighter than his clothes. 

“That’s simple.” 

Lou Bozhou stretched out his hand. 

Yun Xinyue, who hadn’t had a good look at the earrings, retracted her gaze and landed on the palm that was open towards her. 

The palm was large and delicate, covered with a thin layer of calluses. The slender fingers were casually stretched out, the knuckles were just the right size, not protruding, perfect like a model. 

Above that was the wrist exposed by the rolled-up sleeves, the ulna bone clear, with blue veins hiding beside it, containing vigorous power. 

It looked powerful and flexible, a pair of hands very suitable for playing the piano. 

The scene of a bright moon and sparse stars, with secluded bamboo groves, had just surfaced in her mind when it was ruthlessly shattered by Lou Bozhou. 

He said— 

“You can play with me.” 

It was her first time transmigrating, her first time seducing someone, and Yun Xinyue didn’t have much experience. 

She felt that something was wrong with the male lead’s situation. It was as if she had just entered the novice village, but the boss was pulling her to max level in one step. 

It was too unreal. 

It didn’t match the transmigrating guide novels she had read by 100%. 

She shook her head hard, wondering if she was dreaming. 

“What exactly is the problem?” Yun Xinyue muttered, hugging her head, her exposed eyes scanning Lou Bozhou up and down. 

This guy was so good-looking, how could his personality be like he was missing a screw? He was determined after just one kiss. 

Lou Bozhou was still holding out his hand. Seeing that she didn’t move, he stretched it out a little further, as if urging her. 

Yun Xinyue smiled awkwardly, stretched out a finger, pressed it against the back of his hand, and pushed his hand back. “Um…, we two…” 

As soon as she spoke, the finger she wanted to withdraw was grabbed by the other party and held in his palm. 

“!!” 

Yun Xinyue stared at him with wide eyes. 

Lou Bozhou opened his clear eyes and glanced back at her, then lowered his eyelids, staring at her hand, even raising it up and examining it seriously against the wind lamp hanging on the carriage wall. 

What was so special about this hand? 

“No…” Yun Xinyue used some force, but still couldn’t pull her finger back. “Brother, let’s talk nicely, can you not use your hands?” 

Her willpower was a bit weak, and facing such a handsome man, who was also taking the initiative, it was easy to lose her integrity. 

Let her be a person with conscience, thank you. 

“You don’t seem to particularly hate me touching your hand, why are you struggling?” Lou Bozhou grabbed her finger and looked up at her. 

If she was as flustered as she was in the pool when their lips touched, he might have let go and continued to wait for the opportunity. 

But she wasn’t. 

The rhythm of the pulse on her finger was very calm, not as wary and fearful as the silver snake was towards him when he first subdued it. 

Yun Xinyue: “…” 

She opened her mouth, only to find that she had nothing to say. 

“It’s just… not very appropriate.” She chuckled twice, her laughter dry. “Isn’t the Holy Son being a bit too rash?” 

Who said ancient people were conservative? She felt that his words and actions were more open than hers. 

She was the old fogey. 

“What is rash?” Lou Bozhou looked at her with a puzzled expression. “Is it a person or a Gu?” 

He hadn’t heard of it. 

Yun Xinyue paused before speaking: “Rash means behavior that crosses the line, is inappropriate, and is very likely to cause others to… cough, mind it.” 

She was sure, this brother was really ignorant of the world. 

Lou Bozhou thought for a moment, then released her hand and put his own hand into her palm. “You can be rash with me, I don’t mind.” 

He just wanted to know why he only felt something when she touched him. 

Yun Xinyue’s palm froze. 

Hiss— 

She was afraid that she would have to recite the Tao Te Ching three times to maintain her Taoist heart and not be confused by appearances. 

She thought she was on a transmigration seduction mission, but she felt like she had transmigrated into a gender-swapped version of Journey to the West, and the temptation was so stimulating right from the start. 

Even Yun Xinyue’s thick skin was about to fail. 

At this time. 

There was a commotion outside, the sound of swords being drawn from their sheaths rang out one after another, and the carriage stopped abruptly. 

Yun Xinyue, who wasn’t sitting properly, almost somersaulted and fell out of the carriage. 

In the critical moment, Lou Bozhou reached out and grabbed the back of her collar, pulling her back. 

Then, an arrow shot into the carriage through the open window and pinned itself to the blanket. 

The fletching of the arrow trembled in front of Yun Xinyue’s eyes. 

She quickly pounced over, reached out and put out the lamp first, closed the window in the dark, and then squatted down and hid in the corner. 

Seeing Lou Bozhou still sitting high by the window, she grabbed his hand, reached out and lowered his shoulder, pulling him into the corner. “Are you crazy! Sitting so high, do you want to be a target?” 

If the car window was broken by something, people would aim at him right away. 

Lou Bozhou, who was half-embraced by the girl, felt the warmth and touch from his shoulders, wrists, and half of his body. 

So, this was what it felt like to have someone put their arm around his shoulder. 

His eyes locked onto Yun Xinyue, whose face was full of fear and anxiety, trying to calm herself down. His eyes were deep, and it was unknown what he was thinking. 

“Brother, don’t look.” Yun Xinyue listened carefully to the movements outside. “Look for any weapons in the carriage, or if we can dismantle something to use as a shield.” 

She really didn’t expect such a handsome man to be so love-struck. 

Tsk. 

“Come and give me a hand.” Yun Xinyue lifted the seat board of the carriage and used a dagger to pry open the riveted part. “Dismantle it.” 

The dagger was sharp, but she hadn’t done this kind of work before, and it seemed a bit difficult. 

Lou Bozhou didn’t know what she was going to do with the wooden board, but he still gave her a hand, directly pressing down on both ends and tearing the entire wooden board off. 

“Is one enough?” 

Yun Xinyue looked at her dagger and then at his slender fingers, and handed him the dagger. “You take this.” 

His fingers were indeed strong enough. 

Lou Bozhou took the dagger with the fancy gems on the hilt and shook it a few times. 

The sound of the wind breaking wasn’t sharp enough. 

Throwing the blanket aside, Yun Xinyue pulled up her skirt and tied it to her knees, and also tied up her sleeves with a rope. Then, holding the wooden board, she stared at the car door. 

Lou Bozhou sat on the carpet, his arm resting on the car seat, his long legs stretched out. 

“Pull them back.” Yun Xinyue now looked at him like she was looking at a child who didn’t understand things. “This will increase the area for others to attack, according to probability, it’s easier to get hurt, do you know that?” 

Get hurt? 

Lou Bozhou, who couldn’t feel any pain at all, didn’t care about getting hurt at all, but the girl saw that he didn’t move and gently bumped him. 

He glanced at her, and she winked at him.