"Brother Ranxi, I am not brother Ruoyu's sister, I am Wei, Wei,"

Hearing that the beautiful boy followed the words of the boy in white shirt and changed the subject, the little girl cut off the words unconvinced and thought about strongly correcting the beautiful boy's statement.

But when it comes to the most crucial part, the little girl always feels a chill in her heart.

It seemed that she could always feel a cold and cold light beside her floating in the deep eyes of the boy in white shirt, and a hint of cold warning flashed in front of her.

Floating like petals in pieces, brittle like withered willow branches.[

There was only a slight movement, and it disappeared in an instant. The little girl was shocked and stopped her mouth hurriedly.

Deep down in his heart, he was terrified and tilted his little head seriously to look into the eyes of the boy in white shirt, but found nothing.

The young man in white shirt stood beside her, staring at her with a gentle gaze, his beautiful eyes still filled with the original pool of gentle eyes.

"Master Ranxi, you are so polite. We have been standing here for a long time, so we should move forward quickly. After returning by land and water, I expected that Master Ranxi is also tired and sleepy, and needs to rest early. Ninth, you can rest too.

If you stop fooling around, let’s go back together quickly.”

Gentle words are like warm sunshine, illuminating a series of oppressive things that just happened.

The boy in white shirt held the little girl's hand and missed the beautiful boy. He led the beautiful boy in front of him and led him through Hongmen, the most luxurious palace corridor in the world.

The beige candlelight was extinguished quietly, and a few children quickly walked through the corridor leading to Hongmen Hall in a short period of time.

After the boy in white shirt returned to the main hall of Hongmen, he first found a reason to send away the little girl who was staying by his side, and asked the boy with purple eyes to arrange the accommodation for the beautiful boy to stay in the hall. Then he returned to his room and finished washing.

Wear gold

Colorful embroidery with clouds and moon edges, and a gorgeous formal shirt with a white silk soft robe as the background. After standing in front of the bronze mirror to make sure that the figure was elegant and upright, he raised his eyebrows helplessly, as if he was extremely reluctant to go to the meeting.

He and the old man mentioned by the purple-eyed boy.

"Master is above, and my disciple is bowing down below. I wish the master good health and endless blessings."

Bow down and bow down, with your five body parts prostrate to the ground.

After getting permission to enter the house and paying homage, the boy in white shirt pushed the door open and faced a middle-aged man sitting on a soft mat, wearing snow-white clothes, with delicate skin and long hair as beautiful as a waterfall. He was about thirty years old.

The men are given the grand ceremony of bowing to their masters.

"Get up, Ruoyu, how fun is it outside? Seeing that you haven't come back for a long time, I thought you thought the scenery outside was so beautiful that you were no longer planning to come back. I was planning to send people to catch you and punish you.

Woolen cloth!"

The middle-aged man sat on the soft mat with an upright posture, holding a long-handled silver pick in his hand, holding the candle's pistil and flicking the wick. There was a gentleness in his brows, and his words were full of dialogue for the young man in white shirt.

The meaning of pampering.

"Really? Is the master willing to punish Ruo Yu? Or, he plans to send a junior sister like Jiu to catch Ruo Yu. Even March can't be defeated, how can he catch Ruo Yu!"

He stood up obediently, bent his back and moved in front of the middle-aged man. The boy in white shirt respectfully took the long-handled silver pick from the middle-aged man's hand, and carefully flicked the wick for the middle-aged man, his thin lips shining in the light of the candle.
Chapter completed!