Chapter 2295 The White Moonlight on the Heart of the Tyrant (Eighty-Three)

Yu Fu,

Yu's father was dripping with cold sweat, and a fine bead of sweat fell from his forehead. He quickly knelt down respectfully on the ground, "I pay my respects to Your Majesty."

He knelt on the ground anxiously, wondering why the young emperor suddenly came to Yu's house.

Chu Huai hummed indifferently, and asked condescendingly, "Where's Yu Bai?"

"He's still in the room." Father Yu hurriedly replied, "I don't know His Majesty is coming yet, so I quickly sent someone to call him."

"No need." Chu Huai raised his hand and made a stop gesture. His brows were lazy and cold, and his voice was very calm, with an indifference that didn't belong to this age, "I'm going to find him."

Father Yu: "..."

Yu's father only hoped that Ranbai would stay in the room peacefully now and never do anything else.

If His Majesty bumps into any bad scenes, it may be cold.

Chu Huai walked to the courtyard where Ranbai lived with ease, and he broke in without knocking on the door. When he saw the figure on the table, he clicked his tongue lightly.

"I said, Mr. Yu, Master Military Advisor, you are here to ask for the Yu Mansion, can you tell me?" The slender boy walked in angrily, and he sat directly next to the boy in snow.

"Aren't you discussing something with the minister?" Ranbai glanced at him, and put down the book slowly, "Besides, I'll be going back tomorrow."

"Even if you come back in the next second, it won't work." Chu Huai snorted coldly, without any guilt and unreasonable trouble, he leaned over and whispered to the person intimately, his voice gradually softened, "I'm even hurt."

Ranbai could indeed smell the faint smell of blood on the boy's body, but it was covered up by the clean and pleasant-smelling ambergris. She frowned slightly, and asked calmly, "Where is it?"

"Look." Chu Huai raised his hand and rolled up the sleeves embroidered with light gold patterns, revealing a section of delicate jade-like wrist. There was an obvious bloodstain in the upward direction of the porcelain white wrist bone.

It looked like it hadn't been dealt with properly, with blood dripping out, and the sleeves were stained with blood, but because the clothes were pure black, it didn't look very real.

"When you were not around, an assassin came to kill me." Chu Huai complained aggrievedly, "If you were here, maybe I wouldn't be able to get hurt."

"Chu Xiaohuai, are you stupid?" Ranbai stretched out his hand and grabbed the young man's cold and delicate wrist, his voice sank: "Won't you deal with the injury yourself? Will you save it for the New Year?"

"Wait for you before the Chinese New Year." Chu Huai blurted out confidently, "You bandage me."

Ranbai and Chu Huai looked at each other coldly for three seconds, their light pupils seemed to be condensed with iced tea.

After three seconds,

She left the boy behind and said in a neutral tone, "Wait."

There were medicines for simple wound treatment in the room, and Ranbai quickly found them. She looked back and looked at the young man who sat quietly and looked at her eagerly, like a big cat with its sharp claws, lazy and harmless.

Ranbai felt angry and funny, couldn't help but raised his hand to pinch the boy's fair cheeks, and smiled with the corners of his lips curled up: "Chu Xiaohuai, be cute."

What he got was a bite from the boy's fingertip without hesitation.

What's cute?

When is he a pet?

He is shameless.

Ranbai hissed lightly, she withdrew her hand, looked at the neat shallow tooth marks on her fingertips, and said angrily: "You are a dog, right? You still bite people."

Chu Huai glared at her, and tugged at his collar with his slender, white fingers. The neckline was slightly open, revealing a cold and beautiful collarbone.

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