Chapter 3250

With Ning Chengjie finally becoming the king of a country, Jin Ningfu gets the mother instrument world she wants.

Ning Bai was reduced to eternal sinners because of his failure.

On the night of Ning Chengjie's accession to the throne, Ning Bai hit a wall in prison and died.

Died miserably.

"The main line ~ obtains the hatred value of men and women, as well as outsiders."

After finishing the plot, ran Bai walks towards the princess house according to the memory of the original owner. He wears purple clothes against the night, infecting a bit of cold. His voice is Qin in the dark: "branch line?"

This problem

Feng Luo paused and said with a smile, "how do you know there is a branch line?"

"Guess."

“……”

This answer is too careless and insincere!

"The branch line mission is the wish of the original owner: don't lose anyway." Feng Luo sighed and wilted: "just this one."

When ranbai returned to the princess's house, the night was very dark. She was cold and looked cool.

"Princess, you are back." the housekeeper said respectfully and gently.

The girl nodded, looked at the cold moonlight, narrowed her eyes slightly, remembered something, and said, "check a person."

The housekeeper raised his eyes.

"Dream floating, white as snow, the one who loves pear flowers."

The housekeeper was stunned when he heard the unexpected order.

Dream floating place?

White clothes, pear flowers, that's not

Your highness was suddenly interested in that man.

Although the housekeeper didn't understand, he replied respectfully. He looked at the girl's lonely back against the night. The night wind nodded slightly and lifted his sleeves. Every time he crossed the arc of the air, he was extremely cold. His figure made people feel submissive for no reason.

I don't know if it's an illusion,

He always felt that the princess was different

The housekeeper did not speculate carefully. When he arrived at his position, he should know what to think, what not to think, what to say and what not to say.

Princess mansion pharmacy is specially equipped with various poisons and antidotes.

This time, the Hehuan fragrance in the original Lord was still the calculation of the good prince.

I wanted to ruin the original owner, but it was a pity that the plan was not so successful.

And now dyeing white is coming again.

The size of the variables is unpredictable.

After taking the antidote, the effect of Acacia fragrance gradually faded.

Ran Bai leaned there, lazily propped her chin, half bent her thin lips, and played with a small jade bottle in her hand. Her expression was half hidden in the dark.

The prince gave her such a gift. Out of courtesy, she should return it, shouldn't she?

The princess's eyes were slightly dark and her expression was unknown. The outline of her side face outlined a few strokes in the dark, hidden sharp.

The night wind outside the window blew and the flower branches swayed. It was March. The pear flowers were in full bloom. The white petals like snow loved each other. They bloomed quietly in the night and fainted a layer of cold moonlight white, like fine frost and broken snow.

…

The long night is fleeting, and the morning sun dispels the dark cold and brings a new day.

The bronze mirror reflects the princess's stunning face. She is beautiful and exquisite, but she does not belong to soft beauty, but with a bit of sharp aggression. She is amazing and wrong for life.

And that pair of eyes, just like the moon cage Hanjiang, look at flowers in the fog, unfathomable, sharp and profound.

The maid carefully served the princess. Seeing that the man was lazy and indifferent in the sunshine leaking in from the window, she dared not be lazy at all.

Whispered, "the maid asked the kitchen people to prepare breakfast."

Dyed white closed her eyes and said only two words, cold and precious: "No."

The maid didn't understand, but she didn't ask much.

Ran Bai stood up straight. She was dressed in red today, which matched her fairy and devil temperament and publicized her wanton dignity.

The princess slightly hooked her lips and smiled. There was no temperature in the funny room. Her tone was understated and unpredictable: "I'm afraid there's no time."

The maid didn't understand, didn't know what she meant, and was at a loss.

Just soon,

She understood.

Duke Xu of the imperial palace is here. He is the eunuch manager of the emperor. He has been with the emperor since he was the prince. Counting up, it has been dozens of years. Aiming at this relationship, everyone respects him on weekdays.

He is very kind, always smiling, like a smiling Buddha. At the moment, he is holding a dust brush in his arms, and his attitude is more respectful. He smiled and said, "princess, the emperor is reading you and wants you to come into the palace."

Looking at the expected person and listening to no accident, ran Bai carelessly went against the light. His tone was indisputable that he belonged to the superior: "tell the father emperor that this hall will go later."

Father Xu lowered his head slightly. He didn't look directly at dyed white. He could see the princess's blood red clothes. He said well and sighed at the bottom of his heart.

The eldest princess is growing up more and more evil. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid it will really change.

"Your Highness, the information you want." the efficiency of the princess's house has always been famous. The housekeeper has already sorted out Jinyao's identity information and handed it to ranbai after ranbai woke up.

Ranbai took it from the housekeeper and looked at it carelessly. Her sight was fixed on the line on the top.

Mengfusheng's first zither player is famous in the capital.

The princess stared at that line of words for a long time. Her eyes were as deep as an endless night, but she suddenly smiled again.

What a famous city.

"All right, back off." ran Bai didn't look down and wasn't interested. She threw the file to the housekeeper with an expression against the light. She was cold and arrogant.

The housekeeper wondered.

So, your highness, what does this mean.

I asked for information as soon as I came back last night, but I didn't read it this morning.

The housekeeper sighed deeply and felt that his highness was getting bigger and harder to guess.

Luan, who belongs to the princess, drove slowly to the direction of the palace, walked through the palace road with white walls and red tiles, looked at the end, it seemed that she could never see the darkness of heaven and earth, like a canary trapped in a gorgeous cage.

The snow-white fox hair was spread flat on the Luan's car, lined with the girl's red clothes, like a cold plum in the early snow. Her white fingers supported her beautiful forehead, her long eyelashes drooped slightly, closed her eyes, and a spring wind gently sending the fragrance of pear flowers in March brushed her hair, which was unparalleled arrogance and dignity.

all over the world,

People who are so luxurious and expensive that they are still arrogant in the palace.

That's her.

"Here you are, princess." the coachman of the princess house stopped and whispered.

Ran Bai whispered, opened his dark eyes and looked around. It was a palace where countless people tried their best to come in. It was gorgeous like a huge cage, turned into cold and ruthless chains, deeply locked in everyone's heart.

She calmed down and walked towards the Royal study step by step. In the middle, she would pass through the Royal Garden anyway.

This is the most beautiful scenery of the imperial palace. What precious flowers and delicate grass can be seen or not seen by the outside world.