Chapter 2239 The White Moonlight on the Heart of the Tyrant (27)

Chu Huai looked along the dyed white line of sight, and could only see the figures of people leaving one after another. He squinted those slender and beautiful eyes, which were dark and treacherous.

"Your Majesty, you are drunk." Ran Bai gently supported the young man's slender figure with one hand, and said softly.

"I'm not drunk." He murmured lazily.

"Everyone who is drunk will say that he is not drunk." Ranbai slightly bent the corners of his lips, and his eyebrows and eyes, which were always cold and clean like broken snow, were also gentler.

He even forgot to call himself I, and said he was not drunk.

"Just not drunk." He emphasized dissatisfiedly, while approaching Ranbai, his warm breath sprayed ambiguously on the neck of the snow-clothed boy, and his voice was indistinct: "Send me...back to the bedroom."

Ranbai lowered his eyes and glanced at the drunk young man, remained silent for a few seconds, did not refuse, but hummed lightly.

She unhurriedly supported the young emperor and let him lean on her body so as not to be unstable.

"What fragrance do you wear?" Chu Huai frowned, leaned closer to her, and sniffed twice.

This is completely different from the rouge and gouache smell he usually smells. It is a very light herbal fragrance mixed with sweetness and bitterness, and it smells surprisingly clean and pleasant.

Ranbai paused for a moment, and she replied calmly: "Wei Chen has been taking herbal medicine for a long time, and if he has been doing this for a long time, it should be because of the smell of herbal medicine."

The boy let out an oh and didn't speak again.

"Young Master Yu." The guard outside the bedroom saw Ranbai, and subconsciously called out, and then saw the young emperor who was almost glued to Ranbai's body, his face changed instantly, and then he knelt down, "See Your Majesty..."

"Your Majesty is drunk." Ranbai lowered her eyes, covered her eyes with long eyelashes, put one hand on the young man's cold and beautiful shoulder line, and said very calmly: "I was ordered to send him back."

The guard nodded quickly and stepped aside.

Ranbai pushed the door open and helped the young emperor to go in.

She gently pushed him onto the dragon bed, and just stood there, looking at the drunken young man.

It was as if the prickly thorns were gone in an instant, and only the laziness was left.

Ranbai slightly hooked the corners of her lower lips, she took off the young man's crown, and the beautiful tassels swayed slightly, completely revealing the young man's handsome face.

She put the emperor's exclusive crown aside, and moved very lightly, looking at the seemingly lazy and harmless, defenseless young man like a big cat with light eyes.

Young Master Xue Yi leaned over slightly, and clasped the young emperor's wrist with his cold and slender fingers unhurriedly, then looked into Chu Huai's dark and hazy eyes, and said softly, "Your Majesty, you are drunk."

Dyebai's voice is very soft,

It was so light that only Chu Huai could hear it, as if it came from another distant time and space, with an unreasonable sense of delusion.

Chu Huai opened his eyes and looked at her.

A person who is as indifferent as a banished fairy, those eyes that are as cold as crushed snow, seem to have a deep whirlpool emerging, mysterious and depressing.

Chu Huai's consciousness was drowsy, and he hummed vaguely.

Seeing the young man's appearance, Ranbai smiled softly. She leaned over slightly with one hand supporting the young man's side under Chu Huai's hazy and harmless eyes.

The snow-colored clothes were intertwined with the boy's pure black hem, and the color was ascetic.

The blue hair hangs down slightly cool.

The distance between them was so close that Chu Huai seemed to smell the clean and clear fragrance of herbs again, which was very pleasant.

Her brows were dyed white, her eyes were picturesque, and her expression was light. Her cool fingertips gently lifted the young man's porcelain-white and beautiful jaw. Under the staring eyes of the young emperor, a cool breath covered the corners of the young man's lips.

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