Chapter 2272 The White Moonlight on the Heart of the Tyrant (60)

Dyebai lightly hummed.

The young man turned over suddenly, his porcelain white and beautiful chin rested on her cold white collarbone, he just lowered his eyes, looked at her, and whispered: "You think I'm stupid? Don't you know your private relationship with that old man?"

Ranbai listened to the young emperor's self-proclaimed, "I", her brows were calm and calm: "Of course I know, Ah Huai knows best."

"So? Are you still stepping on my bottom line?" He mocked lightly, "I dare not touch you at all?"

"It's not that I dare not, it's that I can't." Ran Bai sighed a long time.

Chu Huai pursed the corners of his lips, and the color of his eyes seemed to have changed a bit, becoming darker and darker.

"Go to sleep, I'm sleepy." He said, and closed his eyes.

"Actually, there is another way to answer what you asked me just now." Ranbai looked at the boy's face pretending to be asleep, and said flatly, "Who do you think I am? You just need to know that I am yours."

"Can you accept it now?" Ranbai knew that Chu Huai must have heard this, she seemed to curl her lower lip, "It's okay, I have a lot of time for you."

She said softly, "Good night."

Chu Huai lay beside him, didn't respond, and hummed vaguely.

The moonlight is like water.

When he was drowsy, Chu Huai unconsciously approached the people around him. The fresh and clean herbal fragrance filled his nostrils. He seemed to open his mouth, but his voice was indistinct: "Tell me...you, have you become a sleeping incense?"

Otherwise, how can I be so at ease by your side every time.

Ran Bai was slightly taken aback, and she said, "That's your sleeping essence, too."

Chu Huai responded vaguely, and didn't speak any more, apparently falling asleep.

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After Chu Huai and Ranbai left first, the rescue team also arrived quickly. After the rainstorm stopped, they quickly cleaned up the mudslide.

A group of people rushed to sacrifice again.

Chu Huai lived in the temple for several days, and seemed a little unwilling to go back.

Every night, I can confidently come to the dyed white room to rub the bed.

At first I could say a few words, but after I got used to it, I didn't even bother to say a word.

The lush bamboo forest is still there, the mottled steps are covered with moss, the breeze blows through the shadows of the trees, and the water is gurgling in midsummer.

Master Huiyun placed a white jade chess piece on the chessboard. Looking at the situation, he understood the situation in his heart. He sighed a long time, "I'm old, I can't compare."

The boy on the opposite side was slender, dressed in a sparkling purple dress, with clear brows and eyes,

Handsome and lazy, the book is a romantic and freehand posture.

He has clear and slender joints, and his white fingertips are holding a pure black jade chess piece. The snow white and pure black set off each other, and those hands are even more white than fine porcelain white jade.

"Master Huiyun relented." Chu Huai pursed the corners of his crimson lips lightly, he put down the black jade chess piece, and smiled faintly as he saw the situation that had been settled and helpless.

Few people would see that today's cloudy weather is uncertain, and the elegant and treacherous young emperor is so humble and polite to others, as if he has restrained his hostility.

It was a kind of respect from the heart.

"Your Majesty has grown up." Master Huiyun smiled helplessly. He raised his eyes and looked at the innocent young man in front of him. He vaguely remembered that when he was young, the young man had red lips and white teeth, like a doll in a painting.

"Your Majesty...has there ever been someone you like?" Master Huiyun suddenly asked.

Chu Huai paused for a moment with his fingertips casually playing with the Black Jade Chess. He leaned there and remained silent for a few seconds. He raised his head slightly, looked directly at the dazzling sun, and narrowed his slender and beautiful eyes.

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