Chapter 3292: The God in My Heart: The Princess’s Yandere Musician (43)

If a person can choose to live a safe, smooth and carefree life since birth, then no one would want to fall into the abyss and struggle, wallow in the filthy mire, and survive in the darkness.

He was once the concubine of Jin Mansion.

He has never been included in the family tree, and has never been given a name.

Generally speaking, no concubine would be like the situation he was in when he was a child, being humiliated, abused, trampled on, and even treated as less than a piece of grass in the palace of the Prime Minister.

Including Jin Yao, he seems to be in a beautiful and beautiful state now, but there are countless scars hidden under his white clothes.

No one would want to know how he survived. Maybe he should have been completely rotten in such an environment. What qualifications does a flower that has bloomed until it has bloomed have the right to desire redemption.

But he is greedy for his light, and he will do whatever it takes to catch it or spend everything he has to keep it.

When Ranbai came back, the first thing she received was the boy's hug.

"Your Highness." The young man in snow clothes embraced her gracefully and gently bit the girl's jaw softly as if to please, his movements were very lingering and clinging, "I miss you."

Ranbai smiled when her little boy was so clingy when he came back.

The princess sat on a stone bench in the courtyard, carelessly playing with the boy's long fingers. The joints under the fingertips were cold and hard, making them very comfortable to touch.

"Don't you like guqin? I saw it at the auction house today and I just wanted to give it to you."

Jin Yao let the princess play with his hand and nodded obediently. In the quiet atmosphere for a while, Qingya whispered: "Your Highness, I will go to the military camp."

It was a very sudden sentence, even without any warning.

The princess paused and glanced up at him. Her gaze was very light and there was no expression on her face.

"Why." Ranbai asked in a calm tone.

join the army?

Jin Yao had never mentioned it to her before.

"If that's the case, Your Highness will be of use to Jin Yao, right?" The young man curled his eyes and said, "There are generals I happen to know in the military camp, so I don't need to trouble Your Highness."

The princess was silent for two seconds: "You don't have to be like this."

"But Jinyao wants to do everything His Highness needs." The young man's smile was light and elegant. His eyes were three points darker than ordinary people. They were originally sharp, but in front of the princess, they were restrained and clean. Extremely well-behaved.

Ranbai looked at him with deep eyes, always unable to see his emotions, and said nothing.

"Your Highness is the moon in the cold sky, shining like stars." The moonlight was clear and pale in Jin Yao's eyes, reflecting the princess's appearance, and seemed to be broken into countless gentle shadows.

Suppressing the deepest dark and morbid obsession, paranoia to the point of twisted violence, not letting Ranbai see the slightest bit, "Your Highness is a god."

The God's house that is always engraved in my heart will last forever.

"Master, has anyone told you?" Ranbai chuckled softly, without any warmth. His tone was calm, aloof and dignified, and he was in control of everything: "When you treat someone as a child, When you do it all, it’s the beginning of destruction.”

"Then let it be completely destroyed." He said, "I am willing to do so." Nirvana and rebirth is the beginning of desire.

The princess's white and cold fingertips lightly touched the table, making a sound that was neither light nor heavy. She looked calm and unfathomable, "Give me a reason to allow you to join the military camp."

He spoke word by word with morbid piety: "Jin Yao is willing to be the sharpest knife in His Highness's hand and be invincible to His Highness."

"This is my reason." The young man smiled, and his soft thin lips fell on the girl's ear and kissed her softly, like a piece of pear blossom falling lightly: "Your Highness, do you think it's enough?"

With a little force on her dyed white fingertips, she clasped his wrist and gave him a silent and cold kiss. During the deep kiss filled with the smell of blood, the princess only said one word, which was a reply.