Chapter 1675

Jun Zhan smiled. His white fingers supported his forehead and fiddled with the rice carelessly.

This kind of care is really easy to sink.

After eating, ran Bai accompanied Jun Zhan for a while. Seeing that it was dark, he put the book aside and whispered, "I'm leaving. Pay attention to rest."

Jun Zhan casually flipped through the book, his fingers paused, and his eyes didn't lift.

Dye Bai didn't care. She got up, bent her lips and said softly, "good night."

Until dye Bai has closed the door gently and left the cabin.

Jun Zhan threw the book aside without expression.

Just thought,

These books were found by ran Bai, who was afraid that he would be bored when he was alone, according to his preferences.

Jun Zhan sneered. His eyes stopped reading those books, but he saw the snacks wrapped in oil paper on the table at some time.

It's different from those who dye leucorrhea during the day.

Jun Zhan was stunned and looked at the whole wooden house slowly.

Just realized,

It's full of traces of her life with him.

She can always get all kinds of strange things, bring them back and throw them all to him.

She always takes great pains to decorate the wooden house with smoke and fire. She said that the place where they are together should naturally be like a home.

Jun Zhan gently sipped his thin lips.

Under the silver mask, the man couldn't see any emotion.

Jun Zhan didn't find out until now,

It turns out that many things can completely touch dyed white.

Unconsciously, all his life and memory seem to have been quietly occupied by dye white.

Where you look,

Just her.

She never stayed overnight. She never did anything rash except imprison him. She didn't even touch him.

She knows,

He doesn't want anyone to touch him.

So she never touched him and kept her distance.

She is really good to him.

The meticulous kind.

Jun Zhan's long eyelashes drooped slightly, his fingertips pressed on the half silver mask, and his eyes were like a dead lake without waves.

If he is just junzhan, just junzhan

Maybe he will really fall in love with her.

He closed his eyes slightly and put his fingers on his heart.

Feel the beating heart. It hurts like a needle.

What is he she likes.

It's just a disguise of all publicity, wanton and undamaged.

Wearing the mask of evil sycophant, he is the sycophant who plans strategies and is deeply in the city.

Who would like the real him?

Even he hated himself. The fallen abyss was full of mud. In the past

Ranbai has become very busy recently. She is very busy.

Because of Jun Zhan's disappearance, the court became more and more chaotic.

But ranbai still tries his best to spare all his time to accompany that person.

Even if that person may not want to see her.

But so what?

in the final analysis,

His world, his memory, his eyes.

There is no one but her.

"Your Majesty, Nanli of the prime minister's house asked for an audience." the voice of the report sounded.

Ranbai paused to read the memorials reported by the courtiers, with a calm look: "let him in."

As soon as Nanli came in, he saw the young empress with a calm look like water.

He took a deep breath, walked past, pressed the table with one hand and asked in a low voice, "where's Jun Zhan?"

"Are you asking me?" ranbai said, "how do I know."

"It must have something to do with you, isn't it?" after taking the medicine meal that day, Nanli felt something wrong.

Whether at the gate of the prime minister's house, the young lady's eyes, expression or words.

Like something else.

Something's wrong.

Until Jun Zhan disappeared for several days,

Nanli recalled his eyes that day,

There was a vague guess at the bottom of my heart.