"I warned you." The clear and cold voice sounded like ice and snow in the silence, with a nice sound quality, but cold-blooded waves: "Don't get close to her."

Hua Qi looked at the boy who was parked in front of him in surprise.

Just because of this?

Want to kill him?

Jinyao is crazy!

The young pianist gently narrowed his deep eyes, his pupils were much darker than ordinary people, as if he had splashed the deepest ink in the world. At this moment, he had a dark color, like an abyss.

The boy gave birth to a good bone-like appearance. At first glance, he looked very well-behaved and beautiful. Just a little bit unrestrained, he showed a cold and sharp feeling.

At this moment, the deep eyes were slightly narrowed, and the pupils were much darker than ordinary people, as if they had splashed the deepest ink in the world. At this moment, there was a dark color, like an abyss, and the vermilion-red tear mole under the corner of the left eye was fascinating.

Jin Yao recalled how close the distance between the two was just now, and he couldn't help but feel sick and violent coldness in his heart, which could burn out all his rationality and calmness.

The boy looked down at Hua Qi, his eyes were as cold as a deep pool, and deep ghosts were all in it. The dagger under the lower half of his sleeve slid out, and the silver-white color reflected sharp light, stabbing people's eyes.

He deserves to die.

Delusions are about to approach the god who blasphemed him.

Everyone,

All deserve to die.

Jinyao knew that he had never been a normal person, and he knew how sickly his emotions were, and he was always brewing with sharp evil.

There is no way to let go.

How could I let go?

The moment when the god kissed him, he was destined to be desolate all his life.

"...Calm down." Hua Qi shook her eyes, squinted her eyes, and realized that it was a dagger. He gritted his teeth and was shocked.

"Get close to her." The boy leaned over slowly, his snow-white clothes were clean and untainted, as if he had not been stained by the world. He recalled the scenes before, his murmur was very light, and his pleasant voice was creepy, "I am really angry."

"I don't!" Hua Qi denied. How could he admit that the fear in his heart was coming like a tide at this moment, and he didn't even dare to meet Jin Yao's cold eyes, "Let me go... I promise to stay away from her in the future." How could it be possible? He must find an opportunity to kill Jin Yao!

"Remember to stay away from her in the next life." The young piano player whispered softly, and the cold blade of the dagger quietly hit the major artery on Hua Qi's neck, and a blood mark was cut out with a little force: "I don't like it."

In Hua Qi's sudden crunch, Jin Yao curled his lips and smiled, as if he was the bewitching before the arrival of the god of death.

Hua Qi's eyes reflected the young man's elegant eyebrows.

"Young Master."

A title that suddenly appears in the silent and condensed atmosphere.

This sentence,

It was not what Hua Qi said.

But it came from outside.

Jin Yao was so familiar with such a calm and sharp voice that was engraved in his bones.

The originally cold-blooded movement paused.

It was quiet for a while.

Hua Qi suddenly collapsed with relief, and before she knew it, cold sweat had already wet her back.

He knows,

There will be nothing wrong with me.

Ranbai stood outside the room and was about to push the door in, but the door was opened from the inside, revealing the tall young man in snow-clothed and a gentle and elegant smile.

"Your Highness."

Four eyes are opposite.

The princess looked at Jinyao, her eyes were lukewarm and she had no emotions in it. She quickly withdrew her gaze and did not go in. She just said: "Come with me to have a walk."

Jinyao didn't ask anything, but just obediently said yes, then walked out of the room and closed the door.

Jinyao accompanied the princess to walk on the brightly lit Chang'an street for a long time, and was relatively speechless.

Until I went around and returned to my dream life.

"Go back." Ranbai stood outside, but did not go in, and said in a low voice. After a second of quietness, he said casually: "Aspect."

Jin Yao stood quietly, watching the princess turn around and get on the carriage, gradually sinking into the night, unable to catch a trace.

I suddenly came back for no reason.

There is also no reason to ask.

The princess said nothing and asked nothing.

Until you leave.

But Jin Yao understood what Ranbai never meant in words.

He didn't know how much the princess knew.

But the princess’ meaning is very obvious.

There are many meanings of obedience.

For example, don't do anything without authorization.

The boy stood there for a long time, but still had no reaction. The cool night wind lifted up the snow-white sleeves, and the wind and frost were lonely and cold, and it was incompatible with the world.

"Young Master." A low voice suddenly sounded, but it was no longer the voice of that person.

Jinyao did not look back.

The visitor was a young little coachman, "This is what Your Highness asked me to give to you."

Jin Yao looked down,

It's a cloak.

He paused and reached out to take it.

"Goodbye, young master." The coachman completed the task assigned by the master and nodded and left.

Jinyao narrowed his dark eyes, his long white fingers rubbed his cloak carefully, and his cold fingertips passed by casually, revealing a bit of the coldness of the night.

a long time,

A cold and sick smile appeared on the boy's lips, and a few lonely cold stars in the sky reflected in his eyes, murmuring very paranoid: "Your Highness..." and another private room.

Several young masters in elegant and elegant clothes were smiling happily, one of them was the young master from the Hou Mansion, named Guan Pan.

"How is it, shajizhi, this place is good." He was furious, obviously interested.

Dreaming about life.

Heaven and earth.

Who doesn't like it?

But Ning Duzhi never came once, and it was so good to keep himself clean.

As a friend,

Of course he wanted to give Ning Fuzhi a surprise.

This is not.

Killing people here.

The young man surrounded by the middle was slender and tall, with his eyes as stars, and he had a good face. His side face was handsome and deep, but he was obviously in a bad mood at this moment. He was surrounded by low pressure and frowned. There was a bit of impatience flowing between his eyebrows, but he was still beautiful and fascinating.

"That's it?" Ning Yuzhi laughed, "Bored."

Originally they said they wanted to give him a surprise, as a gift to the court, but Ning Fuzhi never expected that it would be such a place.

"Yuzhi, how can you not like it?" Guan Pan felt heartbroken and looked angry, and he leaned over to the boy and handed Ning Yuyi a glass of wine, "It's not me..."

Before Guan Pan finished speaking, the boy avoided his approaching expressionlessly. The coldness surging when his eyes were low was obvious, and his thin lips curled up a light sarcastic arc: "Stay away from me, wash the rouge smell on your body before talking about it."

“…”

Guan Pan suffered a severe critical blow.

The other young masters smiled gloatingly.

After playing together for more than ten years, no one knows that no woman can get close to Ningshazhi except the sister who was held by the boy.
Chapter completed!