Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 2245 The tyrant's heart is white moonlight (35)

  Listening to the young emperor’s lazily speaking, the **** chief was slightly shocked, and he really didn’t understand why Chu Huai would condescend to go to the Eleventh Prince’s palace himself.

  For Yu Gongzi--

  Thinking of this, the chief **** was shocked, and he noticed that the young emperor’s gaze was smiling but not smiling. Before he knew it, the back was sweating, and his clothes were wet.

  At this moment, the chief **** can't wait to slap himself, how dare he guess what the emperor thinks? !

  I am really confused.

   "Okay, get back." Chu Huai chuckled loosely, and Feng Qingyun waved his hand lightly, looking indifferent.

   "Hoo." The chief **** dared not think about this anymore, and hurriedly quit the Yushufang.

  A big clean place, there is only a young man left.

   Chu Huai's slender and beautiful fingers gently picked up the piece of rice paper smudged with pen and ink, and then faintly reached the candle flame.

  Looking at the writing on the rice paper constantly being swallowed by the tongue of fire, only ashes remained in the end, and a chuckle overflowed from his throat, but with a slight ridicule for no reason.

  It is said that because the eleven princes were still young, they were left in the palace by the young emperor, and he did not own a mansion.

  Due to the cold and ruthless methods of the young emperor, even if someone has objections in their hearts, they dare not speak in front of Chu Huai.

  The palace was not too far from the Imperial Study Room, and Chu Huai arrived soon.

  Originally, the chief **** wanted to raise his throat and call for your Majesty to come, but Chu Huai stopped him.

  The young man raised his hand and motioned to the palace servant who was accompanying him to retreat.

  The palace man who held the umbrella lowered his eyebrows, did not dare to have any objections, and retired with the chief eunuch.

   Standing in the shade of the tree, Chu Huai, from his perspective, could just see a large and a small figure not far away.

   He tilted his head, leaning lazily against the tree trunk, just looking at them.

  In the distance, the young man in white clothes is like snow, and Zhilan Yushu is like a person who has come out of a cartoon. His temperament is elegant and indifferent.

  The young man seemed to notice the sight from a distance, and looked up.

  White dyed eyes hit the slender and beautiful figure.

  The emperor in a pure black brocade dress stands under the ginkgo tree, with picturesque eyebrows, tall and straight, and fluttering clothes, hunting the wind.

   is looking at this side with a casual elegance that is extremely aggressive, as if the coldness that the sun can’t penetrate.

  He is very good-looking, he is the kind that is amazing at a glance, but he has a sharp aggression, which makes people afraid to look directly, and the look of evil indifference in that expression.

  Ranbai's expression is clear and juicy, she looks at Chu Huai calmly in white clothes like snow.

   Chu Huai did not avoid her gaze, but squinted her eyes. Those jet-black eyes could not see the slightest light and shadow, they were as pure as lilies, but they were also cold.

   is just like a flower, the beauty of the end.

  Four eyes facing each other,

  Ranbai put down the book in her hand, and Wen Dan, like a jade, called out, "Your Majesty."

   Chu Huai approached step by step, slowly.

  The Eleventh Little Prince also saw the young emperor who came over. His aura is too strong, with an invisible sense of oppression, and he cannot be ignored at all.

  "The minister pays respects to the emperor brother." The eleventh prince hurriedly visited, his white and tender face tightened, and his immature childlike voice sounded in the breeze.

"You don't need to be polite." Chu Huai said lazily, turning his gaze on Xueyi's body, thin lips curled up, and his voice was very weak: "Eleventh prince is still young and needs teaching. "

  (End of this chapter)