Chapter 2229 The White Moonlight on the Heart of the Tyrant (17)

That slender figure in front of the table, and the aura that no one is more familiar with than Ranbai...

Ranbai took a deep breath, did she open the door in the wrong way, so she saw the wrong person?

Calm, calm, must be calm.

She raised her eyes expressionlessly, and her faint eyes fell on the legendary young emperor who was unpredictable and evil.

The man was dressed in a pure black brocade robe, with light golden patterns running around the neckline, covering half of the porcelain white collarbone, and the dragon pattern that only the emperor could exist was embroidered on the sleeves.

And at this moment,

He propped his beautiful forehead like that, raised his eyelashes slightly, and looked at Ranbai with a half-smile.

Ranbai was silent for a second.

It's him.

The black-clothed boy who stepped into the city of subjugation alone three years ago, the one who held an umbrella in the rainstorm late at night and asked her elegantly if he needed help.

Compared with the youthful facial features of the boy three years ago, he seems to be even more handsome three years later. The raised eyes and the curled lips are full of youthful flair.

It's just that the hostility in the beautiful eyebrows is also heavier. Compared with him three years ago, he is more mysterious and dangerous. Strangers should not get close to him, and his every move has the noble contempt that belongs to the emperor.

But at this moment, facing Ranbai's gaze, Chu Huai leaned back lazily. Facing Ranbai's gaze, the corners of his lips curled up in a sinister arc, and his voice was clear and pleasant, but it carried an unspeakable sense of danger.

"Why, Mr. Yu was surprised to see me?"

Ran Bai withdrew his eyes lightly, and said coldly: "My minister pays homage to His Majesty."

The young gentleman was dressed in snow-white clothes, which made him look more like an ink painting. He was clean and luxurious, and his etiquette was excellent.

She lowered her eyes and breathed calmly: "Your Majesty looks like a celestial being. I offended you for the first time when I met Longyan. Your Majesty has a kind heart. Please forgive me."

Chu Huai narrowed his long and narrow eyes slowly, propping up the table with one hand, straightened up, and walked to Ranbai step by step.

From the angle of Ranbai's slightly lowered eyebrows, the first thing his eyes hit were the boy's snow-white brocade boots and the hem of his black and solemn clothes.

It seems that they met exactly the same as three years ago, but the time and place have changed.

Even the identities are no longer the same.

Chu Huai was standing in front of the young man in snow clothes. He stared at Ranbai, his eyes were dim, and he looked slowly, as if he was weighing something.

After a few seconds of silence, he opened his mouth slowly, chewing every word, with a slight mocking smile in his voice: "House, heart, benevolence, thick?"

The young man suddenly leaned over and approached Ranbai. The distance was extremely close, and his eyes, which were as black as deep ink, stared at Ranbai without blinking.

Ranbai stood there, motionless, looking at him calmly.

The atmosphere was stalemate for a few seconds, Chu Huai hooked the corners of his lips, and smiled lazily: "Master Yu really doesn't know the rumors in the capital, or is he teasing me, eh?"

The ending of the young emperor's voice is slightly hooked, frivolous and lazy, which outlines a somewhat lazy and gloomy flavor, and is almost aggressive and dangerous.

"The rumors are unbelievable." Ranbai looked at him calmly, and whispered a word.

Hearing Mr. Xueyi's words, Chu Huai sneered lazily, and deliberately lowered his voice, as if he was biting the words, every word carried the meaning of ecstasy, "I heard that Mr. Yu is a man of magic, with an IQ close to that of a demon, and he is like a banished fairy... Seeing him now, he really deserves his reputation."

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