Chapter 2259 The White Moonlight on the Heart of the Tyrant (47)

It is said that Yu Bai is now considered to be under one person and above ten thousand people, and he is chased and held by everyone in the capital. It is said that those girls who have not left the court are almost the ones who are happy with this exile-like snow-clothed boy.

If she can really be with Yu Bai again, she will be at the pinnacle of her life!

And if Chu Huai knew that he was actually involved with today's wonderful young man, he would naturally feel a sense of crisis.

come down like this,

Isn't it killing two birds with one stone?

The mechanical voice of the system quickly replied, "In theory, it is possible. But I suggest you rely on yourself. With so many planes, you still don't have the ability to protect yourself, so you won't be able to go for a long time."

Cheng Yan'er snorted coldly, "Being able to capture people is also a skill, okay?"

She didn't want to argue with the system about this anymore, so she hurriedly said to the system, "Give me Yu Bai's information."

The system had no choice but to pass the information to her.

The information about Yu Bai's identity is very simple, black and white.

It's nothing more than a series of illnesses since childhood, growing up in a manor far away from the right and wrong of the capital, and then going to the border, and now returning to Beijing.

Cheng Yan'er frowned subconsciously, "That's all? Nothing else? It's too simple, why is it the same as Chu Huai."

"That's all we can investigate." The system: "If you mind, I can't help it."

Cheng Yan'er reluctantly accepted the information.

She looked at the fairy-like figure of the snow-clothed boy provided by the system, and felt that this person was very similar to the black-bellied exile male protagonist she had previously captured.

It's the kind of sickly and delicate girl who looks cold and indifferent but actually has a dark heart.

Cheng Yan'er has tried this kind of attack before, it's nothing more than acting strange in front of him, and then she needs to be naive and straightforward, and it's better to be a little more confused, anyway, she has successfully attracted this person's interest, then the next step will be much easier.

…

a few days later,

It was the beginning of the annual sacrifice, and the young emperor personally went to the temple to sacrifice, and the dynasty fell into preparation for a while.

"Hey, Princess Twelve, where are you going?" The servant girl looked at the little girl who kept running forward, and hurriedly followed with her skirt.

Twelve curled her lips. She was holding a kite in one hand and a rabbit in her arms. She let go of her hand suddenly and stroked the rabbit's head.

Who knew that the rabbit would suddenly go far away, the twelve princesses looked anxious, frowning and commanding the maid: "Go and help me bring the rabbit back!"

"Princess, you are alone..." The palace maid looked at the twelve princesses in obvious embarrassment.

"Are you the master or am I the master?" Regardless of her young age,

As soon as he straightened his face, the air pressure around his body really felt a little oppressive.

"If the little rabbit can't be found, you are the only one to blame!"

Hearing the immature and cold voice of the child, the court lady gritted her teeth, "Princess, you can play in the imperial garden for a while, and the slaves will come back as soon as they go."

Princess Twelve snorted coldly. She watched the maid walking away and yawned lazily.

Then Bai Nen held the kite in her little hand and kept running with the kite, with a childlike innocent and satisfied smile on her face.

Maybe because she was having too much fun, she accidentally ran near a palace.

The twelve princesses blinked curiously and walked in.

"Bold!" Seeing a little girl barge in without authorization, one of the maids shouted, her gaze fell sharply on the little girl, "Who are you—" Who?

The little girl raised her head, revealing a face carved in powder and jade.

The palace maid's expression changed instantly, and her unfinished words got stuck in her throat, and she quickly knelt on the ground to salute, "Your servant sees the twelve princesses."

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