Who doesn't know about this capital?

It is better to offend the prince than to offend the regent princess who is known as the legendary one, who is an existence that even the emperor can't move easily.

Who can't respect?

So what about a woman? This regent princess, who was personally named by the current emperor, was very smart. She was a catchy weapon when she was young, and she was very knowledgeable about politics. She had a sharp and unique insight, and a genius who could dance with swords and guns, and was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. She went to the battlefield as a teenager, and defeated the Huns on the battlefield for two years. At the age of fifteen, she returned to the court and entered the court. Since then, she has begun a legendary story of power in the court.

The princess walked in, wearing a cold temperament that could not be desecrated: "I am looking for someone in this palace."

Lao Ya's face was filled with a smile and nodded hurriedly: "Don't worry, your highness, I'm so clean, I've never let anyone touch you, your highness..."

Before Lao Ya could finish his words, he was interrupted by a Feng Qingyun Dan's voice. All the words and the smile on his face stiffened at that moment.

"This palace wants Jin Yao."

The old crow froze slightly, the smile on his face faded, and he was very embarrassed: "Your Highness... Jinyao is a piano master and never accepts guests."

Ranbai looked at the crow with a smile, and his passionate peach blossom eyes were narrow and sharp. When the light and shadows penetrated, they were cold and silent. There was no warmth. The sound of falling was like an ice cone: "If this palace just wants him."

A drop of cold sweat slid silently on the crow's forehead.

...

"Jinyao, can you not be ungrateful!"

"I've told you many times, you can't..."

In the ancient and ancient room, the extremely low sound of the girl pressing sounded, with a faint sense of anger.

The young man's snowy clothes were like a banished immortal, his long eyelashes half covered his dark eyes, and he ignored them at all.

And a knock on the door broke the deadlock.

The boy's voice was cold and pleasant, and he was slightly cold with a bit of wind and frost: "Enter."

Lao Ya pushed the door open with a pale face. After seeing the two people standing in the room, he barely cheered up, and a fake smile appeared on his face, and looked at the girl in pink: "Miss, I'll talk to Jinyao about something, please avoid it."

The girl looked not very old, and should be one or two years younger than Jinyao. She was wearing a veil and couldn't see her face clearly. However, her pink dress was full of fineness and a arrogant temperament. You can tell at a glance that she was a lady trained by a big family.

This is not the first time this girl has come. She has been a little more frequent in recent years. She always comes with a veil, fearing she will be recognized. She always just talks to Jinyao, but it seems that the result is not good every time, and in the end she just left angrily.

Lao Chou looked at the girl in pink and his eyes flashed.

"Think about it again." The girl bit her lip and left a shallow tooth mark. After looking at Jinyao, she didn't look at Lao Ya and pushed the door and left, with a domineering temperament.

Jin Yao didn't look at her, and ignored her from beginning to end, but the girl was singing a one-man show alone, and Lao Ya could see it clearly.

She closed the door, cleared her throat, persuaded her heartily, and looked at Jinyao with a vague look of secrets, vaguely carrying a deepest feeling of confusion: "Young Master, you said that you have done nothing but playing the piano over the years. Isn't it a bit unreasonable? You just can't suffer when you meet the guests."

This is not the first time Lao Ya said this. Even the words were worn out and the boy would not compromise.

It's just the identity of that person today.

…

Lao Ya felt a headache when he thought about it.

Jin Yao was indifferent and said indifferently: "So?"

"Someone asked for a name and wanted to see you, and only you." Lao Ya said quickly and advised: "You go and meet, nothing else."

The boy turned his eyes to her. The white clothes were set off with a lofty and cold temperament. The pear blossoms embroidered were very elegant. The eyes were very deep, as if they were born in a dark abyss. In a trance, there seemed to be a pathological and world-weary malice, but it was just like an illusion: "I am a piano master."

The sound fell in my ears, like the sound of nature.

Lao Ya was in a daze and felt a chill on his back for no reason. Before he knew it, cold sweat soaked his clothes, and a chill swept across his body from the soles of his feet.

I don't know when,

Jinyao is becoming less and less controlled.

What was hidden in those eyes...

I have to make Lao Ya think more.

It often makes her unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

The person in front of him seems to be close, but it also seems to be out of reach, with an illusory sense of existence.

The crow bit her tongue hard, and the smell of blood filled her mouth, which led her to get out of her timid coldness.

"Young Master, that person is the Regent Princess." The old crow's eyes flashed and he smiled: "He is the most noble Your Highness, you can... be equal to His Majesty."

Lao Ya said two words.

But Jinyao only heard two words.

Your Highness.

The boy suddenly moved there in an instant. Under his long eyelashes were a pair of eyes that seemed to be well-behaved and beautiful, with deep pupils. At this moment, there was a dark and decadent pathological morbidity. The corners of his eyes were slightly dyed with a bright red scrub, which seemed to be a demon born in darkness, which was thrilling and bewitching people's hearts.

Your Highness...

His... Your Highness.

The slave who was doing odd jobs in Mengfusheng bowed his head and led the way respectfully, leading the way to the best private room in Mengfusheng.

The princess is purple in a brilliance and noble manner.

It's incompatible with this romantic place.

A girl in pink hurriedly walked by, wearing a veil, covering most of her face.

While passing by Ranbai, her steps stiffened for a moment and then walked very quickly.

But at this moment, a bass sounded, a bit uniquely sexy, lazy and seductive, and a sound that was twisted and lingering.

"Your Highness."

Ranbai looked forward and could see the owner of the sound.

He was a boy, wearing a light gauze and red dress, looking a bit gorgeous, beautiful and delicate, and had a good face that attracted many people's souls. He was beautiful without touching the feminine spirit, and was fascinating and confusing.

The fox eyes were long and charming, as if there was a little hook hidden in it.

"Who are you here to see from the princess?" Hua Qi gently lifted the fox eyes and stared at Ranbai with a smile.

The princess stood there, looking at the boy with condescending and carelessness. The curve of her thin lips curled up was cool and eye-catching. Her previously passionate peach blossom eyes seemed to be shimmering on a midsummer night. She looked a little bit stern and looked romantic. Her eyebrows were picturesque and her lazily tone: "I'm not looking for anyone to come to you."

Hua Qi was slightly stunned. Her smile was so bright that she made her face blush and her heart beat, which made him lose his words for a moment.

Until the princess has passed by, she left a picture of her back alone.

"Your Highness..." Hua Qi tilted her head and stared at Ranbai's back without any concealing the stunning in her eyes: "Is that the mission goal?"
Chapter completed!