Chapter 3255

There was no sound around. There were only two of them in the pavilion.

In a calm, casual, strange and cold tone, there was no voice.

The princess's attitude was obviously cold. She seemed to forget everything that happened last night. Obviously, she didn't want to be involved in any more.

Without a word, Jinyao took off the curtain cap with his slender and clear fingers, which was pleasing to the eyes.

Gradually revealed that a delicate and beautiful young face.

He was born with a good bone appearance, a natural beauty bone, and anyone who saw it had to be amazed.

The eyes were quiet and deep, three points darker than ordinary people, as if all the stars were indulging in the darkness before dawn, leaving a deep night sky.

When watching, it is frightening for no reason. It seems that it can suck people in.

"This face..." ran Bai played with the tea lamp in his hand and looked at the young man's face. There was no emotion at the bottom of his eyes. He didn't even like or get bored. After two seconds of silence, he smiled: "no wonder."

How can we afford the reputation of the first zither player in Kyoto?

Even Huakui's reputation was dim in front of him.

Jin Yao did not speak.

The princess had got up and put the empty tea cup on the table. Her fingertips were white and her bony joints were slender. She was a pair of pampered and delicate hands like works of art.

The young man lowered his eyes slightly, covered his eyes with long eyelashes and remained silent. His eyes stared at the princess's hands, and the color of his pupils became darker and more bewitched.

Dyed white walked directly from the side of the boy. Through a spring breeze in March, you can smell the light pear flower fragrance on the boy, which is a very comfortable taste.

"Let's go." she walked forward, and her lazy voice fell on Jinyao's ear: "the carriage in the hall doesn't mind lending you a ride."

Jin Yao didn't move his face. He put on the curtain hat again and covered his face. The tone was as cool as the first snow: "thank you, princess."

Ranbai didn't speak again.

Outside the palace.

The coachman has been waiting to dye white.

Until I saw the princess come out... There was another person around me.

He was surprised.

The princess has always been clean and not close to men. How can she bring a teenager out this time?!

The carriage did not put down the small stool, nor did the coachman kneel down, because the princess never used it. As soon as she stepped on the carriage, her red clothes hung down, her black boots were inlaid with shallow gold patterns, and calmly and neatly lifted the driving curtain into the carriage.

Different from other royalty.

There's always something about her.

It's wild.

Never be bound by rules and secular fetters.

Do whatever you want and do everything with joy.

This... I don't know whether it's good or bad.

The young man's eyes always looked at the princess's figure, never left half a minute, and a dark morbid state was brewing quietly in the depths of his eyes.

Before Jinyao boarded the carriage himself, a slender white finger stretched out from the curtain. It was incredible in the sun.

Jin Yao was stunned.

The princess was impatient, but did not withdraw her hand. She was urged in a cold voice. It was the tone of command: "come up."

The young man pursed his thin and pale lips, and his cold fingertips put on his white fingers. The temperature of the skin for a moment passed the palpitation, which made him close his eyes slightly. The light wind blew and lifted the snow-white curtain cap. He vaguely saw the smile radian slowly bent by the young man's lips, sober and morbid.

Jinyao got on the princess's carriage and looked very sensible. He sat at a certain distance from ranbai.

Quiet and cold.

"Where to?" ran Bai didn't take care of it, and her eyes didn't lift. She just asked with her chin.

The young man drooped his eyes and said in a flat tone: "cloud que bridge."

This answer made ranbai look at him.

A moment later, she gave orders to the coachman outside in a low voice, in a concise and comprehensive sentence: "go to Yunque bridge."

The atmosphere in the carriage quieted down, and no one spoke.

The girl in red is lazy, leaning on the snow-white soft fox blanket and keeping her eyes closed. Even her quiet posture is hard to ignore the sharp hidden in it, which can be fatal when she comes out of the sheath at any time.

Jinyao looked at ranbai. From the beginning to now, his eyes never deviated from half a minute.

The color in his eyes moved slowly, but it was just like an illusion of ups and downs.

It's about two quarters of an hour later,

The carriage, which had been running at a constant speed, stopped, and the coachman's voice sounded outside.

"Your Highness, the Yunque bridge is here."

Ranbai didn't speak or open his eyes.

Jinyao consciously got off the carriage. He finally took a look at the princess. "Thank you for your trouble all the way, your highness."

In the carriage, the smell of clean pear flowers gradually faded away. Without a trace, dyed white fingertips against the forehead and opened those breathtaking peach eyes.

She narrowed her eyes and lifted the corner of the driving curtain with her bare hand. You can see the long bridge across the river. Pedestrians come and go.

The boy is dressed in snow, elegant and aloof.

The hangings and hats covered the face, and still could not hide the spotless temperament and character.

Out of tune with the world.

Stand out in the crowd.

The boy stood there, like a picture scroll.

He didn't go.

Dye Bai hooked up the lower lip corner, took a casual look, then put down the car curtain and ordered to go down: "go back to the house."

Coachman: "yes."

It symbolizes the smooth departure of the carriage from the princess's house.

Until he could no longer see in his sight, Jinyao took back his eyes. His eyes were inch by inch deep, faintly dizzy, dyed bright red, heavy and floating with the amazing color of pious obsession and soul stirring darkness.

"Your Highness..."

A whisper that was so light that it almost dissipated in the wind lingered between lips and teeth, affectionate and morbid, gentle and untrue.

It's night.

Dreams float.

Ning Chengjie is not a man of high integrity and bad womanhood. He is also the crown prince of a country. Mengfusheng is a place he often comes to and a lingering gentle township.

What happened in the palace today really hit Ning Chengjie in the face, and the slap was not light, which made Ning Chengjie feel gloomy and lose face.

Think of the failure of the calculation, but also watch Ning Bai carefree in front of him. Ning Chengjie feels even worse.

In the superior box of mengfusheng, he held the beauty in his left hand and the wine glass in his right hand, which connected several glasses of wine.

"What's the matter with the crown prince today? Is he in a bad mood?" the beauty whispered softly in his ear. Ning Chengjie was drunk and dreamed of death. He indulged in enjoyment. A cup of wine went into his stomach. His vision was a little blurred, and his eyes were a bit sinister and also stained with a frivolous tone. Half drunk and half awake, he looked at the beauty in his arms and was ready to have a kiss.

But I didn't expect that the beautiful woman who was just beautiful opened her mouth to him!

At that moment,

Ning Chengjie's pupils constricted, his whole body was cold, and vigorously pushed the woman away!

For a moment, I turned my head and couldn't believe it. When I looked carefully again, it was still a terrible look with big eyes like a copper bell and big mouth!

Ah, ah, ah, ah!