Chapter 3282

The princess is the only exception.

Dyeing white is to watch the teenagers put on the play makeup with their own eyes. The original delicate and white facial features are more beautiful. It is different from the usual coldness. On the contrary, the tip of the eyebrows in the corners of the eyes is picked and collected, and the smell of demon treatment is turned horizontally. It seems to be a bewitching demon. A tear mole under the left corner of the eye is more lined with the skin and bone of the beauty.

She looked at the boy's delicate and elegant makeup action and fixed her eyes on the tear mole.

Before that, ranbai had never heard of Jinyao's play.

She doesn't often get in touch with plays, and she seldom listens to plays.

But she needs to face it now.

It turned out that someone could deduce something that was not so interesting. She thought it was amazing.

Jin Yao was a cantata, but he put on a costume and changed into a costume.

The snow-white belt is tied with the slender jade body of the youth, and the costumes are exquisite and cumbersome, setting off the contradictory temperament of the youth's light cooling and demon governance.

When Jin Yao spoke.

In the room, only the clear and pleasant play sound of the youth reverberates in the air. Every word lingers from the bright red thin lips, like telling the love of life. It makes people intoxicated quietly, bringing people into the play world and can't play for a long time.

Listening to him sing the beginning and end of the play, morning and evening are only in a moment.

The princess was dressed in red, sharp and noble. At the moment, she casually leaned against the back of the chair, and the peach blossom eyes reflected the young figure.

It's better to live and die in a dream than in heaven and earth. Chang'an city is prosperous and gorgeous. There are many cars in the ten mile long street, and a red sand lamp in the eaves corner of the building. The light is crushed in the night.

The voice of low singing overflows lips and teeth, lingers in the night wind and sends it to the distance.

The water sleeves are slightly folded and bring out a clear snow color. The young Zhilan Yushu is like a picturesque person. There is a tear mole in the corner of his eye, which is affectionate and cold.

It is the lonely soul that breaks the secular world and deduces the joys and sorrows of others in the opera.

When the play started and ended, Jin Yao's beautiful and clever eyes seemed to be holding the deepest darkness, and the dim light was heavy and floating. He was staring at the princess. The deep red in his eyes was dizzy, morbid and pious.

Who is the person in the play singing about, and who is the guest outside the play.

From the beginning of the play to the end of the song, however, in the morning and evening, all kinds of emotions are melted into the powder and ink in the play, as if they are dedicated to the guests outside the play, which is intended to promise this life in the play.

At the end of the play, the curtain fell.

Who scattered.

The sleeves of water are folded gently, like flowing clouds and snow. The boy's coldness is also treated by demons, and moves towards the princess step by step.

The voice that fell on the ear was clear and clear, because it was dumb after singing: "Your Highness, I'm offended."

The voice fell. The young man's long eyelashes half covered the deep and dark color precipitated in his eyes. His slender and clear fingers gently clasped the dyed white hand and pressed aside. The temperature of his fingertips was as cold as a handful of first snow. The deep love almost overflowed between his eyes. He kissed the Princess's lips and gave a deep kiss.

At a close distance, dyed white can see the slender eyelashes and eyes of young people.

"The play is singing well." the princess looked up slightly, smiled low and asked carelessly, "whose love are you singing?"

The young man whispered in his ear: "Your Highness Jinyao Xinyue, your highness love, your highness joy."

Who do you talk to in the play and outsiders.

The princess looked calm. She was always calm, cold and unfathomable. She was clasped by a teenager with one hand and didn't care. She lazily kissed that tear mole. She wanted to kiss for a long time. Her tone was straight and calm: "childe, whether in or out of the play, this hall is your only person."

Therefore, he can only tell her about the inside and outside of the play.

"It's an honor."

The breeze rolls the fragrance of pear flowers, and the moonlight holds the strings.

When ranbai left mengfusheng, she didn't let Jinyao send her.

The princess walked out of the room alone and walked along the long corridor with carved beams and painted buildings. At the end, she could see a young man in red, who looked like a goblin, but didn't look feminine at all.

Huaqi stood there, looking at the princess deeply, smiling at the bottom of her eyes.

When the girl approached, he called with a smile, "Your Highness."

Dyed white ignored.

"Your Highness can't always have only Jinyao." Hua Qi approached step by step, with a clever but contradictory smile on her face: "I can also serve your highness. I still have self-knowledge and will never disturb your Highness's business."

This villain is really hard to deal with.

Villains have come to mengfusheng many times, but each time they just see Jinyao. Hua Qi racked her brains and used countless ways to chat up and seduce, but none of them succeeded, and perfection was ignored in the past.

Maybe if he doesn't succeed again, he must change his strategy.

"You're wrong." the princess gently narrowed her sharp peach blossom eyes. Her tone was not warm or light, and she was not interested. She said to Huaqi. She didn't even give a look and left directly.

Hua Qi stood behind the girl and looked at the cold, arrogant and lonely figure. The smile on her face gradually faded down until she completely disappeared. He turned around, but his sight bumped into the dark eyes of the distant snow boy without warning!

instant,

Let Huaqi have the illusion of falling into an ice cave.

The carriage of Princess mansion left mengfusheng, drove forward at a leisurely speed, and gradually disappeared into the night.

"Host!!!" Feng Luosheng has no love, suddenly screamed: "go back quickly!"

Ranbai is holding her forehead with one hand. She is closing her eyes to refresh herself, but she is awakened by the roaring voice. She opens her eyes. Her mood is cold, her words are very light, no waves and no waves: "what's the matter."

"... host, if you were a little later, the outsider might hang up directly!" Feng Luo switched the perspective at will, but he didn't expect to see such a scene in the dream floating life directly, which shocked his cat and hurriedly called ran Bai.

The princess wrung her eyebrows and was very impatient. Her voice coldly told the coachman, "turn around and go back to dream."

In fact, not only did Feng Luo dream, but also Huaqi dreamed.

The young zither player, who has always been praised by the world for his beautiful scenery of Jiyue and Zhilan Yushu, is lonely, noble and independent.

I actually killed him!

Huaqi didn't know how she fainted, but when he opened his eyes, she was already in a completely dark and silent darkroom.

Without lights, you can't see around.

You can hear your breathing when you are still.

Huaqi soon felt bound and couldn't struggle.

“？！！”

What happened?

He bit his teeth and forced himself to calm down.

The last picture I saw before

It's Jinyao.

I don't know when Jin Yao appeared behind me.

Maybe he saw the whole process of talking to the princess.

It can only be Jinyao.

What do you want to do, kill him?

Huaqi can't believe it.

Soon,

He got the exact answer.

The young man with white clothes like snow and slender like bamboo came in from the outside. His expression was hidden in the dark. He could not see clearly. His side face could see the cold and exquisite outline.

Step by step, not light or heavy, but it seems to step on the heart and crush it hard.

It made Huaqi tremble.