Chapter 3279

"Shuo Tian..." Zhao Huiya couldn't help shouting.

Such a voice made Jin Shuo Tian stop, looked impatiently at the past, and saw the woman standing under the pear tree. After seeing who it was, he scratched a heavy disdain and disgust in his eyes, and said softly, "it's my third aunt."

Jin Yao's biological mother.

Jin Shuo Tian didn't like it at all, and even hated it more. At the moment, he said sarcastically, "my name can be called by your humble concubine room?"

Zhao Huiya's face turned white and her figure could not help trembling. She lowered her head and didn't refute. She knew she didn't control and said the wrong thing.

Seeing the woman like this, Jin Shuo was even more bored. After a cold hum, he shook his sleeve and left.

Zhao Huiya looked at Jin Shuo Tian's back, her eyes repressed the mood that broke at any time, her fingertips turned white and clutched her handkerchief hard.

long time,

She took a deep breath. "Where does Jinyao live?"

The maid replied, "childe, he should be... In the guest room today."

"Lead the way."

If it's not necessary, Zhao Huiya doesn't want to see Jinyao in her life, but what happened recently makes her extremely uneasy.

But Zhao Huiya didn't need to go to the guest room to find someone, so she bumped into the boy in white on the way.

A clear and clean touch of snow color, set against the body shape of the young zhilanyushu, lonely and cold.

That temperament

It doesn't look like a play at all.

After seeing the teenager, Zhao Huiya's pupils narrowed tightly and her legs softened. After forcing herself to calm down for a moment, Zhao Huiya gritted her teeth and walked up.

"Jin Yao."

The voice is strange and astringent.

It's not like a mother's voice to her children at all.

Jinyao just came back from the outside. There was a clean and shiny dagger in his sleeve that was still wiped by his master after seeing blood. The outline of the young man was cold and deep in the night, and he had a cold and bloody temperament.

After the woman walked in, she couldn't help shrinking.

Jin Yao's eyes were very indifferent. Even if the woman opposite him was his nominal biological mother, it was still frozen in the deep pool.

"Jin Yao... Don't go against your brother. It will come to no good end." when Zhao Huiya saw the young man's face clearly, she couldn't stop her amazement and faint disgust.

When the young man was careless and spoke in a clear tone, perhaps it was because the night wind was too cold at first, which brought out the fun of three evil craftsmen, like a demon stepping in the dark: "Jin Shuo sky?"

Somehow, Zhao Huiya's scalp was numb, but she remembered her purpose and recent worries, so she had to bite her teeth and continue: "listen to her mother's words, Shuo Tian will inherit the Jin family sooner or later. At that time, he will be the owner of the Jin family. It's no good for you to offend him."

Seeing that the young man was indifferent, Zhao Huiya was worried at the bottom of her heart and her eyes were red. "Don't you believe my mother's words?" she sobbed slightly: "our mother and son have been separated for more than ten years. My heart is restless day and night. Do you know, I..."

The young man Yanyan hung his long eyelashes and listened to the woman's words without expression. He was very cold: "are you finished?"

When her speech was interrupted, Zhao Huiya couldn't help but be stunned, biting her lips and looking at the teenager.

Jinyao looked at her indifferently. That look was too cold-blooded. Subconsciously, Zhao Huiya stepped back.

Young thin lips open gently, sound good but cold.

"Get out."

The mood in Zhao Huiya's eyes was gradually shocked, completely unbelievable, and there was no response to such a word at all.

She's his mother!

How can Jin Yao talk to her like that?!

How can

Jin Yao was in a bad mood. He was always indifferent to the Tibetan mastiff who had just killed and collided with his highness.

When he's in a bad mood,

Want to see blood.

The tip of the young man's tongue gently licked the thin and purplish red lips. Evil thoughts were born in his eyes, and his decadent atmosphere rose for no reason.

But now it's different.

Jin Yao's ink splashing deep eyes curved into a happy radian, and the tear moles in the corners of his eyes flowed with all kinds of broken light.

He has his highness.

The boy, dressed in white as snow, walked to the guest room, but when he passed the princess's wing room, his pace stopped there.

Jin Yao stood there from a distance and looked at the picture in front of the wing room. His expression was hidden and unreal in the middle of the night. It seemed that it was a moment of darkness, chaos and hazy danger between the alternation of day and night.

"Your Highness..." Huaqi is light in red and looks more like a goblin in the night. The fox's eyes are hooked and picked, and she smiles. She is clearly a man, but she is even more gorgeous than a woman. "My room is a little cold. Can you come here?"

This is an obvious hint and invitation.

Ranbai just opened the door, looked at Huaqi and calmly listened to Huaqi say such a sentence.

The princess was indifferent and merciless: "get away from me."

But in the second of refusing, I saw the snow in the distance, clean and crisp, like a cold star in winter.

Huaqi paused, feeling like a mountain in her back.

He stiffened, turned around and directly hit his deep eyes.

“……”

Yes.

It's definitely not going to happen today.

Huaqi pursed her lower lip, only felt a headache and didn't stay any more. She just said the last sentence to ranbai: "I like your highness very much."

After that, he left.

"When did you come back?" ran Bai didn't answer Huaqi at all. She just leaned against the door, looked at Jinyao and asked calmly.

The boy came over, and the darkness that had just fallen on the tip of his eyebrows disappeared. He said, "just now."

Dye Bai nodded, but vaguely through a burst of night wind, she smelled the faint smell of blood floating in the air, which normal people can't detect.

But for people who are used to blood like dyed white, they are very familiar and can be detected very sensitively.

Her eyes fixed on Jin Yao and slipped. Her tone was very light. She seemed to ask casually: "what's the matter with your clothes."

Jin Yao was slightly stunned. His heart almost jumped at that moment. When he slowly lowered his eyes, he could see the blood splashing on his clothes.

It should have been accidentally stained when the Tibetan mastiff was just dismembered.

At that moment,

Jinyao's mind almost flashed countless excuses, and he felt the extreme sense of magic.

But his thin lips just moved, and his voice hasn't come out yet.

The princess has interrupted. She should not be interested or in the mood to listen.

She turned sideways and gave way to a position. "Come in."

"Take a bath here, and let the servants bring the changed clothes." ran Bai said plainly and carelessly.

The boy came in. The blood red on the snow-white clothes was like a blooming rose. The tip of his tongue gently touched his upper jaw and said yes.

The servants of the prime minister's house brought new clothes, put the water away, didn't dare to look at anything, and respectfully withdrew.

After Jin Yao walked to the screen, he lowered his eyes and looked at the blood on his clothes. His eyes were a little darker.