Yufu,

Yu's father was sweating coldly, and a drop of fine beads of sweat fell from his forehead. He quickly knelt on the ground respectfully, "I pay homage to Your Majesty."

He knelt on the ground nervously, and for some reason why the young emperor suddenly came to the Yu family.

Chu Huai nodded coldly and asked condescendingly: "Where is Yu Bai?"

"He is still in the room." Yu's father replied quickly: "I didn't know that Your Majesty was coming, so I quickly sent someone to call him."

"No need." Chu Huai raised his hand and made a stop gesture. His eyebrows and eyes were lazy and cold, and his voice was very calm. He was indifferent to his age, "I'll go find him."

Yufu: "..."

Yu's father only hopes that Ranbai must be peaceful in the room now and never do anything else.

If his Majesty hit him in something bad, the scene might be cold.

Chu Huai walked to the courtyard where Ranbai lived with a familiarity. Without knocking on his door, he broke in without authorization. Seeing the figure on the table, he tickled softly.

"I said, Mr. Yu, Mr. Military Advisor, you are here to ask for Yu's mansion. Can you tell me?" The slender boy walked in unhappily, and he sat directly next to the boy in snow.

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

"Even if you come back in the next second, it won't work." Chu Huai snorted coldly, making unreasonable noise without any guilt. He leaned over and bit his ears intimately, and his words gradually softened, "I'm all injured."

Ranbai did smell the faint bloody smell on the boy's body, but it was covered by the clean and pleasant ambergris. She frowned slightly and asked lightly: "Where?"

"Look." Chu Huai raised his hand and rolled up his sleeves embroidered with light gold patterns, revealing a jade-like wrist. There was a clear blood mark in the direction where the porcelain white wrist bones extended upwards.

It seems that it has not been processed yet, and the sleeves are stained with blood, but because the clothes are pure black, it is not very real.

"It was when you were not here, an assassin came to kill me." Chu Huai complained aggrievedly, "If you were to do it, I might not be injured."

"Chu Xiaohuai, are you stupid?" Ran Bai stretched out his hand and grabbed the boy's cold and delicate wrist, and his voice subsided: "If you are injured, you won't deal with it yourself? Do you keep it for the New Year?"

"I'll wait for you until the New Year." Chu Huai blurted out with confidence, "You bandage me."

Ranbai Leng Leng and Chu Huai looked at each other for three seconds, and their light-colored pupils seemed to have ice tea condensed.

After three seconds,

She left the boy, and her tone was neither cold nor indifferent: "Wait."

The room was filled with medicine for simple treatment of wounds, Ranbai was soon found. She looked back and looked at the boy who was quietly sitting aside and staring at her, like a big cat with his sharp claws, lazy and harmless.

Ranbai felt angry and funny. He couldn't help but raise his hand and pinch the boy's fair cheeks, curled the corners of his lips and smiled: "Chu Xiaohuai, show cuteness."

What I got was the teenager biting his fingertips without hesitation.

What cuteness to sell?

Do you think he is a pet?

He doesn't want to be faced.

Ranbai hissed softly, she withdrew her hand, looked at the neat and shallow tooth marks left on her fingertips, and said angrily: "You are a dog, are you? You are still biting."
Chapter completed!