Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 2261 The tyrant's heart is white moonlight (51)

  "Keep watching." Chu Huai paused for a few seconds, the corners of his lips raised a slight arc, and his eyes were clear, "If she tries to get close to Yu Bai... just solve it."

  The dark guard shook his heart, dare not hesitate, "Yes."

  The young emperor threw down the brush at will. He leaned back lazily, his white and slender fingers loosened his collar, and half of the porcelain-white collarbone and the arc of the bewitching throat were faintly exposed.

   Chu Huai lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes perched quietly like butterfly wings, covering the evil spirits of that light.

  It is possible that Cheng Yan'er would be clever by herself, but she would not know that her every move had been secretly observed.

  Leaving Cheng Yaner is only because of the vague memory a few years ago, she is definitely not alone...

  Other than that, it's useless.

  Three days later,

  The royal family went to the temple mightily and began offering sacrifices.

  Looking at the huge, low and luxurious team, people who don’t know may think that this is not going to sacrifice but to autumn outing.

   "Luxury! It's so extravagant!" The prime minister snorted coldly as he looked at the young emperor's behavior, and touched his white beard.

  As a veteran of the Three Dynasties, he was supposed to occupy a pivotal position above the court, but in the end, he was oppressed by Chu Huai and only left with so many small and poor powers.

  It is only strange that the prime minister has no opinion in his heart. He could not understand the cruel methods of the young emperor for a long time.

  Looking at the low-luxury and noble manners of today’s rulers, he found a perfect reason for his treason from the bottom of my heart.

  He rebelled for the sake of all talents, not for the interests pursued in his heart.

  Feng Luo saw that as Chu Huai left the capital, some people started to make small moves and even sent letters to the host. He couldn't help but feel a little funny.

  Maybe some people always like to find some high-sounding excuses and reasons for what they do, in order to advertise how just and selfless they are.

   But if it is really peeled off, where is there so much pure selflessness as well?

  It’s just to find a suitable excuse for your own self-interest.

  Ran Bai watched the prime minister's unbearable movements, and watched his claws exposing like wolves and tigers.

  She wore a bright and white brocade dress, her face pale as snow, and she became more and more indifferent as a mansion.

  The young man in white leaned gently at the door, the hot sunlight shining hard and dazzling people.

  The breeze blew, and the ink-colored hair fluttered.

"My son, why are you still standing outside?" A maidservant in the courtyard raised her eyes and saw this scene. She couldn't help but worry a little and walked over quickly, "This is a hot day, don't be basking, be careful Heat stroke."

  The corners of the white-dyed and light-colored lips gently evoke an arc, and his eyes are cold, "Thank you."

  The maid’s face couldn’t help but blush, she thought,

  Sure enough,

   Their son-in-law is really a difficult figure in the world, thinking about this, the servant-girl is slightly startled,

do not know,

  Which girl will I marry in the future, and what kind of well-knowledgeable ladies are there to be worthy of such a wonderful, indifferent and polite boy.

   Dyeing white back to the room,

  She looked at the letter sent by the prime minister and stayed quiet for a few seconds. After destroying the letter, she only pulled out a new piece of rice paper and wrote four words on it.

  Be safe and not irritable.

  The young Lengbai's long and slender fingers rolled up the paper and tied them to the sharp claws of the pigeon. The fingertips gently stroked the feathers of the pigeon, and said softly, "Go."

  The carrier pigeon seemed to have heard what the young man said. After flapping its wings twice, it flew out, hovering in the sky and disappeared.

  Yan Bai just leaned against the window, with his white forehead against the edge of the window, his light-colored eyes quietly looking out the window, his eyes indifferent.

  I don’t know when...

  (End of this chapter)