Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3251 God in the heart: The princess’s sick dahlia (5)

  March spring, colorful flowers bloom all over the place.

  The atmosphere is quiet, only the flowers bloom right.

  Dyeing white but never took a second look, just walked past.

  But there was a small faint sound from a distance, coming from the grass, from far to near, it was not easy to be noticed, but dyed white was heard the first time.

  She ignored it, until a small object stretched its paw to the hem of her dress, and then stopped.

  Ranbai lowered her eyes and glanced at the little dumpling nestled next to her clothes. She was all white and white, with two long hairy ears. It looked pretty and cute, but the one she loved was a little rabbit.

  And at this moment,

  Such a silly little bunny approached Dye White not afraid of being alive, staring at the princess with a pair of red eyes, and her furry paws hooked the princess's red dress.

   Dye Bai had no expression on her face, laughed, pulled out the hem of her clothes, and walked forward.

   "Cuckoo. Cuckoo." Who knows that the snow-white little guy also followed, and a few syllables came from his throat, and he kept cooing.

   "Whose little thing." Dye Bai can't let the rabbit follow. She chuckled lightly, stopped, looked at the rabbit, curled her lips, and smiled, very evil, "released?"

The "little thing" tilted its head, groaned twice, and half-squinted lazily with red eyes drowsy. After seeing the red dress corner, the rabbit ears moved slightly, and then stretched out its paws. Slowly crawled over, tilted his rabbit ears, and looked at Dye White with big red eyes.

  Ran Baifeng Qingyun glanced over, seemingly smiling, and no temperature.

  The little rabbit shrank his head timidly, confused.

  And at this moment,

   A sound of footsteps came, getting closer and closer.

Ran Bai smiled and stared at the rabbit, the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, with a bit of sloppy interest, before he even looked at it, he first heard a nice voice, saying: "Sister Huang. "

  The tone is warmer, soft and ethereal, like a clear stream reflecting a beam of light, and the voice is gentle and generous.

  Ning Yuan just came looking for the rabbit, her slender and white fingers slightly lifted the hem of the pale blue fairy skirt, which lined her knuckles beautifully, very delicate.

  A long distance away, I saw a figure with a scorching red dress and a snow-white dumpling.

  She can vaguely guess who it is in her heart, except for that, there will be no second person in this world who wears red so dazzlingly.

  Sure enough.

   Dyeing white, raised his eyes, and looked over.

Standing at the right distance, the girl wears a pale blue elegant skirt, embroidered with fine lines, and looks generous and elegant. Standing in the sun, her facial features are exquisite and delicate, like a beauty from the south of the Yangtze River. Painting, gentle and elegant.

  Nine princesses.

  Ning Yuan.

  Dyeing white and nodding slightly.

  Ning Yuan pursed her lips and smiled, glanced at the little bunny who didn’t know why, and whispered its name: "Ball."

  The little rabbit glanced at the strange girl in front of him, and then ran back to his master.

Ning Yuan seldom interacted with the legendary Princess Regent, but now the ball still ran here somehow. If she left without saying anything, it would be a loss of etiquette. She bent a pair of apricot eyes and asked. Gentle: "Does the emperor like rabbits?"

  A person like this is elegant in every move, I am afraid that they are the model of everybody's lady, dyed white with a smile but not smiled and raised her eyebrows, "Look," she downplayed: "The taste is good."

  The little rabbit didn't realize the meaning of the words, and cooed very innocently.

  Ning Yuan: "..."

  The girl opened her apricot eyes slightly, her eyes seemed to be enveloped by a season of Jiangnan mist and rain, she was extremely soft, her expression was a bit dull and cute.

  She felt that the emperor did not seem to be a joking person, and she did not expect to say such a thing.

   "...It shouldn't be delicious." She tangled and said seriously.

  Ranbai smiled and said nothing.

  The red dress is gorgeous and exquisite, he will be in the bone, and the tail tone is slightly evil: "Go."

  "Goodbye, Sister Sister." Ning Yuan said goodbye gently and politely, until she watched the girl leave, she blinked her long and curled eyelashes, leaned down, cupped her face in both hands, tilted her head and looked at the snow white dumplings.

  The little rabbit has no idea what he has just experienced, and the same style tilts his head and looks at the girl.

  Ning Yuan muttered to himself after watching for a few seconds: "I can't export it."

  She hugged the rabbit in her arms, showing her grace and self-cultivation from childhood, "Going back to the ball."

  The girl’s side face shrouded the morning light, drifting away.

  The rabbit grumbled twice, and the two white ears stood up vigorously, and in the next second they rushed out like joy!

   After jumping out of Ning Yu'an's arms, he ran into the distance sensitively.

"Ball! Ball!" Ning Yuan looked at the invisible distance that ran in a blink of an eye, puffed up her white cheeks, and became an angry pufferfish, a bit less reserved and dignified in front of outsiders, and more of them belonged to girls. Cute and adorable.

  The girl is puffed up, frowning with pretty eyebrows.

   Suddenly I felt that Princess Xi Zhao made a lot of sense.

  The bunny must have a good taste! !

  After walking through the Imperial Garden, Ranbai went all the way to the Imperial Study Room.

  The minion standing outside respectfully saluted Ranbai, "Your Royal Highness."

  Dyeing white eyes without squinting, he walked into the imperial study room indifferently, shaped like flowing water, as if strolling in a garden.

  There is a slight fragrance in the Imperial Study, but maybe the pear blossom fragrance last night was too clean and elegant, and it was obvious that the other incense was a little bit odorless.

Princess    was standing there, the peach blossom eyes of all sentient beings were long and narrow. At this moment, they fell on the man in the dragon robe lying in front of the table, and called out lazily and calmly: "Father."

  You can't hear much respect and love from the tone.

"Come here." The emperor said slowly, his voice hoarse, he put down the brush in his hand, raised his eyes, and glanced at the stunning and brilliant daughter who appeared in front of him, his eyes paused, deep in his eyes. It is a fleeting fear.

  Ranbai frankly received the emperor’s gaze, sitting on the red sandalwood chair on one side, "Father, the emperor called the children, what is the matter."

  The emperor has entered middle age, his facial features have lost the handsomeness of his youth, his eye sockets are deep and muddy, and he has a faintly decadent taste of excessive indulgence, but the breath that has precipitated on the throne for many years has added a bit of majesty to him.

  He frowned and looked at the girl’s red dress, "I heard yesterday that you went to Dream of Floating Life?"

  Ranbai lowered her eyes, and listened casually to the expected question. She curled her lips slightly, revealing a three-pointed arc: "Father, who told me."

  She did not answer the emperor’s question, but simply stated in an unhurried tone: "Prince?"

  The emperor: "..."

  Silence is between the moments.

  (End of this chapter)