The quiet voice was even more quiet than the cold and quietness of the cold pond, and it fell calmly.

But Jin Zhong was completely out of control. He reacted very quickly and withdrew his hand, glanced at the kicked door, and smiled without moving: "Your Highness, why are you here?"

Jin Yao turned his back to Ranbai. He didn't expect Ranbai to come. The curse curve of the curse on his lips instantly subsided. He still looked cold and noble, as if the smile just now was just an illusion.

The princess did not answer Jin Zhong's question, and the scene was stalemate and quiet.

Jin Zhong put his hands together in his sleeves. Ning Baihui came for Jin Yao. This incident was indeed beyond Jin Zhong's expectations and it is difficult to end now.

"Sorry, I just had a little argument with the young master, which made Your Highness laugh." The Prime Minister smiled and said, "Since it is your Highness's person, of course I will not move."

Jin Zhong couldn't let others know about the relationship between Jin family and Jin Yao, otherwise the face of the Jin family would be stomped under his feet. He looked at the figure of Xueyi with a slight smile, and ignored the creepy moment in his heart, "Young Master, I'm sorry."

"Jin Zhong." Ranbai spoke in a cold tone, and his tone was cold and oppressed: "Some people can move, some people... you shouldn't move, and you can't move."

Jin Zhongxin knows who "some people" are.

This matter cannot be too deeply involved, otherwise it will be easy to expose old things. Moreover, Jin Zhong did not intend to argue with Jin Yao and Ran Baiqi. He suppressed the sluggishness in his heart and said calmly and politely: "What are your highness sayings? Your Highness has no grudge against me, how can I offend it?"

"Jin Yao." Ran Bai did not respond to Jin Zhong's words at all, and just ignored the past in an understatement. Taohua glanced at the boy, then turned around and walked out of the study room, with a plain tone: "Let's go."

The Prime Minister watched the two men leave the study, gritting his teeth, and his heart was filled with anger.

The candle fire in the study was dim, and the sound of smashing things broke through the night.

In April, the night falls, the wind is slightly cold, and the fragrance of pear blossoms from somewhere is melted into the breeze, lingering in the air.

Ranbai walked forward slowly, his face so cold that it was unpredictable.

The boy followed the princess, and the snowy clothes were very eye-catching in the middle of the night. He was wearing a noble and elegant look. He had a pair of beautiful and well-behaved eyes. He was dotted with a dark red tear mole under the corner of his left eye. He was born with a beautiful bone, and his every frown and smile was stunning.

At this moment, he smiled at Ranbai's bent eyes, and the tears mole was shining, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Ranbai looked sideways and stayed on the boy's face for a moment. His eyes were casual and aggressive, and he slipped from those eyes, "No need."

She said: "This palace never saves people for no reason."

No matter what the reason, such a sentence still fell into Jinyao's heart, and ripples called pleasure spread.

Just as he walked forward, Ranbai suddenly stopped and suddenly said unexpectedly: "Accompany the palace to go out for a walk."

This sentence is not an inquiry.

It's an order.

Jin Yao was slightly stunned, and in the night, he looked at the princess's casual expression, perhaps on a whim, or just casually speaking, but he wasn't too serious.

Jinyao did not refuse, let alone refuse.

Capital.

Always prosperous.

The brilliantly lit Chang'an Street seems to be praising the prosperous era.

There are traffic and bustling.

The fireworks on earth are so warm and devour the world.

Jinyao and the princess were walking on this street. Because there were too many people at night and they could not get separated, the distance between the two was very close.

With Ran Bai and Jinyao's identities, it will indeed cause a sensation in the abortion, so the princess directly picked two masks.

When Jin Yao turned his eyes, he could see the girl's purple clothes, her charming and cold silver mask covered her face, revealing only a beautiful arc of the jaw. His eyes were filled with indescribable paranoid love, reflecting only the shadow of the princess.

Such a gaze was too hot and the princess was so keen, so Jinyao quickly withdrew his gaze and looked into the distance.

In fact, Jinyao has lived in this place for seventeen years.

But I have never watched it seriously once, and I even felt cold and bored.

Although he never looked at it seriously this time, after all, only that figure could be accommodated in his eyes.

But Jinyao felt that the cold Chang'an City, which was in the past, became much warmer when he walked with the princess.

The Chang'an street seemed to be endless, extending to a distant place, becoming more and more void in sight.

if you can,

Jinyao hopes that this road will take longer and longer...

Ranbai just walked casually, and seemed to have no purpose, it was very clear and scattered.

The two men's sleeves were occasionally blown by the breeze, entangled in the air, and separated in a flash, like pear blossoms stroking the moon.

There are various small shops and vendors on both sides of the street. The sound of hawking echoes in the air, which is very noisy and the atmosphere of fireworks in the world is full of fireworks.

"Miss, can you buy something?" The old lady over 80 years old asked with a hunched back and smiled so that her weather-beaten eyes bent into crescents, and she asked kindly and enthusiastically.

Ranbai has always had no interest in such human fireworks and has walked by directly.

Jinyao took a look and found that it was a plush pet that only girls would like.

With just one look, the boy withdrew his gaze.

Ranbai took Meng Fusheng's young master to a theater and chose a high-end private room.

"What kind of play do you want to listen to?" the princess asked without raising her eyes.

The young master blinked his eyes very gently, his slender eye feathers trembled, and he whispered softly: "Jin Yao can do it, listen to Your Highness."

Since that was the case, Ranbai ordered two scenes and asked the people below to arrange them.

The eldest princess came to the theater to listen to the opera in person. The greetings were so frightened and panicked that she was flattered and did not dare to make an ambiguous arrangement, warning the opera singers that she had distinguished guests today and must be in the best condition.

This is the private room on the third floor, which is the best angle in the theater. From this direction, you can just see the people on the stage singing opera.

The scene begins.

The boy pretended to be a woman, and the actors in a blend of pink and ink danced lightly, singing in a sing, and the sound of the opera echoed in the theater.

Ran Baiwei leaned against the back of the chair, listening casually, and glanced at the scene on the stage casually.

"Does Your Highness like to listen to operas?" The young man poured a cup of tea for the princess himself, his movements were elegant and he walked like flowing water. He looked at the scene downstairs, his eyes darkened.

"Shangke." Actually, I didn't like it very much, but Ranbai felt that Jinyao should be interested, so she gave it to him.

"If Your Highness likes..." The young master's snow-clothed style is as precious as jade, as slender ink bamboo, and has a natural charm. He bent his beautiful dark pupils to the girl, and a vermilion-red tear mole under the corner of his left eye. "Jin Yao would like to sing for Your Highness alone."
Chapter completed!