Chapter 2280 The White Moonlight on the Heart of the Tyrant (68)
"The person I protect, is it up to you?" Ranbai smiled slowly, but his eyes darkened, like the fog in the night, "Do you want to move?"
The prime minister was stunned, he seemed to be a little confused about the meaning of Ranbai's words, after he realized it, his eyes widened in shock, and he pointed at Ranbai with trembling fingers: "You...you..."
What does this mean...
It made the Prime Minister feel cold, he never expected that in the end, it would be like this!
This person's thoughts on the young emperor...
It's outrageous! Shocking!
After Ranbai said that, she turned around and left. She was not interested in telling the prime minister what she wanted, because there was no need, and she didn't bother to say it.
In the past, it was not for power to cooperate with China; now it is not for profit to be imprisoned.
At the beginning, he agreed to cooperate with the prime minister to pull Chu Huai down and gain hatred.
As for the action of allowing the prime minister later, it was because she wanted to completely break that person's wings, and then imprison him whole by her side, completely possessing him, so that no raiders would be able to approach Chu Huai again.
but now,
She suddenly realized that she didn't want to do this anymore.
Because I can't bear it.
She is reluctant to hurt him, so she will give you whatever he wants.
Let him be king.
That's all.
certainly,
It is impossible for Ranbai to tell others about such a tortuous and long psychological journey.
Seeing the boy standing outside the dungeon kicking stones with the toe of his shoe because he was bored, Ranbai couldn't help but smile. She stepped forward and said, "Why are you here?"
Chu Huai stared at Ranbai quietly for a few seconds, "Come to find you."
"Then I found it now." Ranbai hooked her lips, took the initiative to hold the boy's hand, and said softly, "Go back."
Regarding the sudden downfall of the prime minister, it was expected by everyone, but it was also unexpected.
Maybe he didn't expect the prime minister to fall so quickly, unable to recover.
This matter did cause turmoil in the capital for a moment, but the most indispensable thing in this world is talents. The position of prime minister has already been replaced. It will only take a while for new things to cover the turmoil that occurred during this period.
By the time,
As a loser, the prime minister will only become a thing of the past, and then gradually be forgotten until no one will remember him.
The downfall of the prime minister has made the court much cleaner, and fewer and fewer people dare to play small tricks. After all, no one would want to be like a prime minister.
Lianzhu Jiuzu repeated the same mistakes.
"Young Master Yu, what do you think of my homework?" Eleventh Prince excitedly held his homework book and ran to the figure in white clothes like snow, his eyes were bright.
Ranbai brought it over, she lowered her eyes, casually flipped through a few pages, and hummed lightly, "Compared to people of the same age, it's not bad."
"Thank you, Mr. Yu!" Perhaps the admiration of children is so simple. In the heart of the little prince, dyeing white is like a god, and he is also his idol.
To be recognized by an idol, in the eyes of the Eleventh Prince, is naturally a very wonderful thing.
"It seems that Eleventh Brother likes Mr. Yu very much." The little girl standing beside her with pink jade carvings said with a smile.
The twelve princesses looked at the little prince and then at Ranbai, with an innocent smile on her face.
"Naturally I like you too." Ranbai replied lightly.
Twelve pursed his lips, and there were two shallow dimples on his left and right cheeks, as if he was smiling.
"Young Master Yu is so kind to me." She said in a childish voice, "Twelve likes Young Master Yu the most."
Ran Baifeng glanced at her lightly, his voice was calm and clean as snow: "Everyone is very kind to Princess Twelve."
The little girl was still laughing and said nothing.
After the whole morning's teaching, Ranbai gave homework to the Eleventh Prince and left.
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