Chapter 1317

"It's OK." ran Bai smiled calmly, his eyebrows and eyes were like a picture, "that's it."

Sixth Lord: "

Didn't you hear the sting in her words?

The slender and beautiful little brother of the president stood there, quiet and cold, always impenetrable. His eyes as cold as ink, deep and dark, inexplicably afraid to look directly.

"The king left first, after all..." ranbai grabbed yeyanhan with one hand, felt the posture of others, and casually found a reason: "Wang Fu, he is not in good health and is not easy to move more."

Night Yan Han gently pursed his thin lips and nodded slightly. Then he turned his side eyes, and his cool eyes fell on the girl's white hand on her shoulder line.

Well,

It seems that I really like her.

The sixth Lord snorted and turned away.

Looking at the arrogant figure of the sixth Lord, he picked the tip of his white eyebrows and gave a careless "tut".

I don't know how such a person can live in the palace.

Without the aura of the female Lord, he will die sooner or later.

Dye Bai casually withdrew her hand on the man's smooth shoulder line, "let's go this time."

The cold touch disappeared. Night Yan Han gently sipped his thin lips, and his dark cold eyes crossed a faint emotion.

Somehow,

Some loss

Ranbai thought that she should not meet anyone again this time.

After all, Meng FeiMo was arranged by September shadow, and the sixth Lord was a coincidence.

However

The pool in the imperial garden is crystal clear, with many species of precious goldfish.

At this point,

Some noisy and chaotic voices rang.

"Young master Nanjing, you can't miss it!"

"You can't throw yourself into the lake!"

"Childe Nanjing, if you go now, what will you let the slaves do?"

Another sound came,

Dyed white: "

This damn coincidence that can't be placed.

Just,

Nanjing?

Chu Nanjing???

Ran Bai looks at the lake.

That should be a person surrounded by people. Now he is carrying his clothes and should jump into the lake.

But was stopped by several palace maids.

Thinking about the beginning, Chu Nanjing also fell into the river, dyed white and sighed, "go and have a look."

The night said cold and nodded slightly

"What's the matter?" ran Bai walks in and opens his mouth carelessly. The pleasant sound line is as cold and thin as jade.

One of the maids quickly saluted and cried, "report to the seventh Lord, your highness Nanjing. He was crying to jump into the lake. The slaves and maidservants couldn't persuade him.

Dyed white slightly narrowed her eyes, and her beautiful eyes reflected a dark awn like a smile in the sun.

Hearing these voices, Chu Nanjing subconsciously looked back and looked there for an instant.

"Jiubai?!!" an excited voice sounded!

So familiar.

The smile on the corner of dyed white's mouth deepened a little. This product is definitely the southern scenery of Chu.

"Young master, how can you call the seven princes taboo?" one of the maids said chagrinedly.

Chu Nanjing couldn't manage these, "it's really nine white! Night is cold?"

Dyed white and calm, with a smile on her lips: "now, do you want to throw into the lake?"

"Shit!" Chu Nanjing yelled, "really!"

"You go down first." ran Bai ordered faintly. Her clear and clean voice makes people feel like a spring breeze, gentle and comfortable.

The other palace maids saluted one after another: "yes."

In the largest teahouse of the imperial dynasty, there are antique luxury boxes.

Chunanjing, ranbai and yeyanhan sat there quietly.

There was a strange silence in the air.