Chu Huai looked along the dyed white line of sight and could only see the people leaving one after another. He narrowed his slender and beautiful eyes. The color of his eyes was dark and treacherous. He didn't know what he was thinking, but he gave a lazy sound, which was unexpectedly low and soft.

"Your Majesty, you are drunk." ran Bai gently held the young man's slender body with one hand and said in a low voice.

"I'm not drunk," he muttered lazily.

"Everyone who is drunk will say he is not drunk." ran Bai slightly bends her lips, and her eyes and eyebrows, which are always cold and clean, like broken snow, are also mild.

I even forgot to say I was drunk.

"Just not drunk." he stressed discontentedly as he approached dyed white. His warm breath vaguely sprayed on the neck of the boy in snow. The voice line was blurred: "send me... Back to the bedroom."

Ran Bai glanced at the drunk boy with low eyes. He was quiet for a few seconds. He didn't refuse, but gave a very light, um.

She took it easy to hold the young emperor and let him lean on himself to avoid instability.

"What's your fragrance?" Chu Huai twisted his eyebrows, leaned close to her and smelled twice.

It was completely different from the rouge powder he usually smelled. It was a very light herbal fragrance, mixed with the sweet, bitter and slightly cool smell. It unexpectedly smelled clean and good.

Dye white moved slightly. She replied calmly, "Wei Chen has been taking herbal medicine for a long time. For a long time, it should be infected with the smell of herbal medicine."

The boy gave a cry and didn't speak again.

"Yu childe." the bodyguard outside the bedroom palace saw ranbai, subconsciously called, and then saw the young emperor who almost everyone was glued to ranbai. His face changed instantly, and then knelt down, "see your majesty..."

"Your Majesty is drunk." ran Bai lowered her eyes and covered her eyes with long eyelashes. She put one hand on the boy's cold and beautiful shoulder line and said coldly: "I was ordered to send him back."

The bodyguard quickly nodded and stepped aside.

Ranbai pushes the door open and holds the young emperor in.

She gently pushed the man onto the Dragon bed and stood there looking at the drunken boy.

Like a moment without pricking thorns, only full of laziness.

Dyed white slightly hooked the lower lip corner. She took off the young man's crown. The beautiful tassels swayed slightly, completely revealing the young man's handsome face.

She set aside the exclusive crown of the emperor, with a very light movement. She looked at the young man who seemed lazy, harmless and unprepared, like a large cat.

Young master Xueyi leaned over slightly, and his cold white slender fingers were gently buckled on the wrist of the young emperor. Then, facing Chu Huai's dark and hazy eyes, he whispered, "Your Majesty, you're drunk."

Ran Bai's voice was so light that only Chu Huai could hear it. It seemed to come from another distant time and space, with a sense of unwarranted bewitchment.

Chu Huai looked at her with open eyes.

As indifferent as a relegated fairy, those cold eyes like broken snow seem to emerge a deep vortex, mysterious and sinking.

Chu Huai was unconscious and gave a vague sound.

Looking at the boy's appearance, ran Bai smiled gently. She leaned down slightly with one hand on the boy's side in Chu Huai's hazy and harmless eyes.

The snow colored clothes and the boy's pure black clothes are intertwined and spread together, and the color is abstinence.

The green silk is falling and slightly cool.

The distance between them was very close. Chu Huai seemed to smell the clean and crisp herbal fragrance again. It smelled very good.

Dyed white has picturesque eyebrows and eyes and a light look. Her cool fingertips gently provoke the white and beautiful jaw of the young porcelain. In the young emperor's slightly stunned eyes, the cool and thin breath covered the young man's lips.