Chapter 942 The Young Prime Minister: The Princess, the 1st Favorite (13)

Ranbai gave a long "Oh" and smiled lazily: "Are you sure you didn't deliberately peek at this princess bathing?"

At the mention of dyeing white, Mu Ye subconsciously thought of the scene he just accidentally glanced at. The crimson earlobe almost dripped blood, and the previous indifference was replaced by another kind of panic: "No."

He really wasn't, not on purpose.

The girl let out a lazy "Oh", and walked towards him at an unhurried pace. The smile on the corner of her lips was a little gentle, but also a little harsh: "Don't the Prime Minister know that there is a sentence that says this?"

The juvenile prime minister took a step back subconsciously, and the blushing soft lips pursed lightly.

Ranbai said quietly, with a somewhat playful voice: "Explanation is cover up, cover up is the truth, the truth is the truth, and the truth is equal to everything that cannot be explained."

"So, you just denied it, then, do you think I'm the truth?" The gorgeous ending was slightly elongated, and she smiled lightly.

The girl's words were somewhat arrogant, but Mu Ye was unexpectedly not disgusted.

Before he could figure out how to answer the girl's question, he was interrupted by a sudden sharp arrow.

Ranbai looked at the poisonous arrow that passed by, and raised a beautiful and delicate brow.

I don't know when a slender silver needle appeared in the slender and fair hand, and the flick of the hand accurately shot into the darkness, and a muffled groan sounded.

Mu Ye's dark and good-looking eyes turned a little colder, revealing a careless coldness, he took a few steps forward and came to Dianbai's side.

Immediately, several sharp arrows shot from the darkness.

Before Mu Ye himself was conscious, his slender arms had already wrapped around the girl, sideways dodging the arrows.

Ranbai blinked slightly, and her glittering eyes glanced at Mu Ye, her slender and white hands hidden in the wide sleeves silently put away the silver needles that had been prepared, she looked serious.

It wasn't until Mu Ye dealt with everyone that he realized that he was still holding the girl.

His white earlobes were instantly dyed a beautiful crimson, spreading to the neck of the slender porcelain jade, and the hand on the girl's waist was quickly retracted.

The temperature of the fingertips was a little hot, making Mu Ye feel a little hot.

Ranbai pursed his lips and smiled, the corners of his lips raised in a small arc, a slight smile. She leaned over slightly, and picked up the envelopes and tokens that fell from the man in black with her pale jade fingers.

Mu Ye's brows twitched, his casual pupils shrank, and his words were far faster than the thoughts in his heart: "Don't..."

His first reaction was that he was afraid of being dyed white and misunderstood him.

It's a pity that Ranbai has already seen clearly the few words on the envelope and the royal gift token that belongs to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

There was a trace of annoyance in the young man's beautiful eyes, and the slender crimson lips pursed lightly.

Why did he stop it just now?

It's just that now she misunderstands him even more.

Mu Ye just wanted to explain the matter, but unexpectedly, the girl got up, the corners of her lips curled into a smile, and she said three words without hesitation: "I believe in you."

Mu Ye looked slightly stunned, standing there motionless, the white fingertips hanging by his side trembled slightly.

She said, 'Trust you'

Mu Ye didn't know how long it was, and no one had said these three words to him.

Court tricks, mouth and belly sword. Continuing intrigue, trust, what a ridiculous thing?

But now there is a person standing in front of him, without hesitation, without the slightest falsehood, saying: 'Trust you'

Not too many words, only these three words, but Mu Ye felt a warm current flowing in his heart, and his heartbeat slowly accelerated in the silent night.