Nangong Xu saw she didn't move, so he signaled to the bodyguard.
A bodyguard stepped forward, "Miss Jian, hold tight."
Before Jian Yufei could speak, the swing started swaying violently.
Jian Yufei almost fell backward—
Yet the bodyguard seemed oblivious to her fear, swinging harder and harder.
Jian Yufei grasped the ropes tightly, trying her best to stabilize herself.
Her dress fluttered in the wind, complementing the sea of peach blossoms, strikingly bright.
For that ethereal effect, the bodyguard kept using force.
Jian Yufei went high and low, each time feeling faint.
Nangong Xu stared at her, his eyes becoming gradually unfocused.
Through her, he seemed to see Nangong Ruyue swinging.
In the air, there seemed to still be her reserved laughter…
"Ruyue..." Nangong Xu murmured, his gaze on Jian Yufei changing.
Jian Yufei caught sight of his expression, her heart skipped a beat!
No, she couldn't let Nangong Xu continue his delusions.
