If a person can choose to have a peaceful and carefree life from birth, then no one is willing to fall into the abyss and struggle, are he trapped in the dirty quagmire and survive in the darkness.

He was once the concubine's son of Jinfu.

He has never been included in the family tree and has never been given a name.

Usually, there is no concubine's son who is as insulted, abused, and trampled as he was when he was young, and he is so despised that he is even less than a piece of grass in the huge prime minister's mansion.

Including Jin Yao, who now looks glorious and beautiful, orchids and jade trees, but there are countless scars hidden under that white dress.

No one would want to know how he survived. Perhaps he should have rotten in such an environment. What qualifications do he have to desire redemption if the flowers bloom to the fullest?

But he was greedy for his light, and whether he could seize it by any means or leave everything behind.

When Ranbai came back, the first thing he welcomed was the hug of the boy.

"Your Highness." The young man in snow-clothed hugged her elegantly, and bit the girl's jaw softly and as if he was pleasing to the eye. His movements were very lingering and clingy, "I miss you."

As soon as he came back, the young man who was raised in his home became so sticky, Ranbai smiled.

The princess sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, casually playing with the boy's long fingers. The joints under the fingertips were cold and hard, and it felt very comfortable when touched.

"Don't you like the guqin? I saw it at the auction house today and happened to give it to you."

Jin Yao let the princess play with her hands and nodded obediently. In the quiet atmosphere for a while, she whispered calmly: "Your Highness, I will go to the military camp."

A very abrupt sentence, even without warning.

The princess paused and looked up at him. She looked very light and could not see any expression.

"Why." Ranbai asked in a plain tone.

join the army?

Jinyao had never mentioned it to her before.

"If this is the case, your highness will use Jin Yao, right?" The young man bent his eyes: "There are generals I happen to know in the military camp, so you don't need to bother your highness."

The princess was silent for two seconds: "You don't have to."

"But Jinyao wants to do everything His Highness needs for His Highness." The young man smiled lightly and elegantly, his eyes were three points darker than ordinary people. He was originally sharp and sharp, but he was restrained in front of the princess and only seemed particularly well-behaved.

Ranbai looked at him with a deep look, and he couldn't see any emotions and didn't speak.

"Your Highness is the moon in the cold sky, shining brightly." A light moonlight in Jinyao's eyes reflects the princess' appearance, as if it was broken into countless gentle shadows, suppressing the dark and morbid obsession in the deepest part, paranoid and distorted, and preventing Ran Bai from seeing any of it. "Your Highness is a god."

The gods that are always engraved in the heart are eternal and immortal.

"Young Master, has anyone told you?" Ranbai chuckled softly, without any warmth. Such a calm tone was the nobleness of being high and the wind and clouds who control everything: "When you regard a person as everything, it is the beginning of destruction."

"Then it will be completely destroyed." He said: "It was my willingness." Nirvana and rebirth are the beginning of your desire.

The princess' white and cold fingertips gently buckled the table, making a sound that was neither light nor heavy, and looked calm and unfathomable. "Give me a reason to agree to you in the military camp."

He paused word by word, his morbid piety: "Jinyao is willing to be the sharpest knife in His Highness's hand and be invincible by His Highness."

"This is my reason." The young man smiled, his soft and thin lips fell on the girl's ear and kissed her lightly, like a pear blossom falling: "Your Highness thinks, is it enough?"

Ranbai used some force to hold his wrist and gave him a silent and cold kiss. In the deep kiss with the smell of blood, the princess said only one word, which was an answer.

"enough."

…

The letter is about the trends of the imperial power dispute in the capital.

Jinyao has been living deliberately for several years and never lived in vain.

He had saved a military general, another way for him.

Jinyao once believed that there would never be only one way out.

From the moment when I fall in love with the princess with a pathological and paranoid love,

He knows,

There will be no way out,

He pushed himself into a dead end with his own hands.

He knew her ambitions and ambitions, she wanted, and he gave.

——He wants to be the sharpest knife in her hand and be invincible to her.

Royal Palace.

The girl's slender and fair hands overlapped, with her beautifully curved jaw, her long eyelashes half covered her soft eyes. She glanced at the glass lamp that was always placed peacefully, slightly bulging her cheeks, and quietly lit her sachets with her fingertips.

"Is this light so beautiful?" The clear and magnetic boy's voice fell from far to near, with a slight smile.

Ning Yuzhi pointed the direction of the glass lamp on his chin, and tweeted, but he didn't see any magical points. He didn't know what Ning Yu'an liked this lamp, so baby.

Ning Yu'an avoided the important things and did not answer the question just now. She blinked her fine eyelashes, "Is that the matter in court recently?"

Ning Kuzhi lowered his eyes and pulled the collar, leaned lazily on the soft couch beside him, nodded, recalling the scene facing upwards, narrowed his eyes, "It's settled, nothing is going to happen in a short time."

Ning Yu'an noticed the three words in a short time.

There will probably be some troubles in the future.

…

May 5th.

Dragon Boat Festival.

Eating rice dumplings and racing dragon boats has become the most lively thing in this festival.

Ning Yuan pulled his maid Luo Lan out of the palace early in the morning and wandered around the bustling and bustling Chang'an City.

The prosperity and splendor of the prosperous times is visible in this Kyoto.

"Princess, there is Moon Lake in front of you, and there is a dragon boat racing competition." The maid whispered.

The girl blinked her eyes and was in high spirits: "Let's go."

Ning Yu'an came to the shore of Wangyue Lake and could see the prosperous and lively scenes of the surrounding decoration, with gongs and drums soaring into the sky.

The dragon boat race has not started yet, but the person in charge of the dragon boat race is the first to show that if you win, you will get a gift.

It's a nice little object.

Ning Yuan stared at it without looking away.

Next to Wangyue Lake is a restaurant. Because today is the Dragon Boat Festival, the business is particularly hot and there is no extra room. This is the result of booking in advance.

The slender and tall young man leaned lazily beside the window, very noble and abstinent. He inadvertently lowered his eyes and could see the slender and beautiful figure standing by the lakeside of Wangyue Lake, which was so soft and cute.

Feng Xiao paused slightly at his fingertips.

The little girl looked at him sideways, and she could see her fair face, with beautiful lines, and her eyes were fixed on the prizes for the dragon boat racing, and she seemed to like it very much.

He chuckled softly, and the tone from the depths of his throat was both sour and magnetic.
Chapter completed!