Ying Li looked unmoved: "After all, it should be the dish of a five-star chef to be called a reunion dinner. What is this? By the way, your highness, when will this kind of tree grow up?"

"It will take about a long time." Ranbai looked at the moon in the sky.

"No matter how long it takes, you will grow up one day." Ying Li said seriously.

"Yeah?"

Ranbai didn't say anything else, and briefly summarized the topic in a few words.

The atmosphere was rare and lively. Everyone drank too much, chatted wildly, and finally fell asleep before they knew it.

Ranbai, the one who had the least alcohol tolerance, was still sober in the end. She frowned and looked at the drunks, wondering whether she was good at drinking or that they had become wasteful.

"Your Highness, you should be drunk once." Ming gently patted her shoulder, picked up the wine pot and filled it with Ran Bai, and then clinked glasses with her with a smile.

Ranbai didn't say anything, and drank the peach blossom wine in one go, turned over to the tree, leaning against the tallest and oldest peach tree and closing his eyes.

The night sky is like an ink-black gem, carved with thousands of years of silence and waiting, the moonlight shines, and the light is clear and quiet.

The wind is gentle tonight, gently brushing the branches, and the sound is rustling, which is the sound of insects and the sleeping song of freedom.

When Ranbai woke up the next day, the mess on the table had been cleaned up. There was a cat sleeping in bed beside her. Ming Ba occupied the lounge chair and basked the sun. The phoenix and the blood soul were still quarreling. The sunlight came through the gaps in the branches and fell on Ranbai's face. She reached out to block it, and the light and shadow still slipped into her fingertips. Everything was gentle and enthusiastic.

I haven't returned to the blood clan for a long time, and this place has changed a lot. Phoenix is ​​shopping happily every day and brings back a bunch of fun things to Ranbai.

Ying Li didn't have this flower peacock and the fat cat as leisurely as this flower. He had to accompany Ranbai to handle official affairs, and a lot of government affairs were waiting to be resolved.

While taking care of the palace, Ming also had to pay attention to the movements in the underworld.

…

Zhulu Palace.

The ancient and solemn, blood-colored buildings present solemn and quaint colors, carved with strange patterns, and inexplicably exudes bloody smell in the exquisiteness, cold and huge.

At first glance, the elders of the blood clan knelt on both sides, their bodies trembled uncontrollably, and they didn't even dare to breathe, for fear of losing their lives, so they almost robbed the ground with their heads.

With the sound of footsteps.

The figure that was so frightening that it was in the bones appeared in the hall, with a very beautiful and elegant robe.

The atmosphere was quiet and deadly.

"You——lift your head up."

A casual voice fell.

The blood clan kneeling on the ground could see the shadows staying in front of him, which made him almost suffocate, but he did not dare to disobey and slowly raised his head.

Facing a pair of blood pupils, it was like a distorted abyss, dark and boundless.

"Your Highness." He endured the fear.

"This palace recognizes you." Ranbai's eyes swept across the hall lazily, as if he was looking at a dead object, his tone was filled with a hint of interest, and he was a little gentle and condescending: "What's your name?"

The blood clan no longer dared to look at each other, so he quickly lowered his head, his skin was trembling, and he was struggling to spit out a name: "Hua En."

If he had known that His Highness could come back then, he would never have done so much, and he would have regretted it!

There was no sound in the hall, and no blood clan dared to speak. Ranbai turned around and walked up to the high position, and the blood-red hem was gently brushing, as thin as a knife.

"It's indeed a good name." She sighed, "It's best for growing flowers and fertilizing."

The topic suddenly changed.

"Drag on."

Ying Li said yes, slowly showed a pure smile to Hua En, but his face was too cold and dragged him out of the cold hall.

"No! Ah! No... Your Highness--!" Hua En was disbelief and let out a shrill scream, constantly struggling.

"Shh." Ying Li made a shut-up move, his eyes became even more evil. He pinched Hua En's neck with one hand and said softly: "You've disturbed Your Highness."

The person kneeling in the hall pressed his head lower.

On the solemn and simple platform, slender and pale fingers gently pressed against the cold and luxurious handrail, making a sound that was neither light nor heavy, scattered and noble, and peach blossom eyes were full of evil and charming, like endless night, and the red thin lips curled up a smile.

"Do you have any other opinions?"

A voice that was neither light nor heavy resounded throughout the hall, the line of voice was like a thin blade and cold light, which was like a death talisman falling to the ears of every blood clan. They did not dare to look up at the cruel figure above, thinking who would dare to say that they had any objections? Isn’t this waiting to be killed and grow flowers?

Ranbai left Zhulu Palace and returned to the attic slowly. He was fierce and noble in red, and his aura was calm and composed, which made people surrender.

Next second—

She fell on the rocking chair in the courtyard like a boneless person. Her figure shook with the rocking chair, and her silver hair fell down, reflecting an overly delicate face, half-squinted her shimmering peach blossom eyes, and the sunlight coated the ends of her hair with a light broken gold, which contrasted with the complicated and exquisite golden threads of the red clothes.

He doesn't look like a cruel and cold-blooded emperor, but rather like the playboys who taste flowers and jade, dressed in bright clothes and horses in the past, loose and romantic, with a slightly hooked lips and a smile, which makes him feel a little childish for no reason.

"deep."

"deep."

"Dingming Mingming Mingming—"

"What's up!!"

"Grape."

Feng Ming washed the grapes for her with a dark face and brought them over: "Your Highness, you can help me."

Ranbai asked: "Is it amazing?"

Feng Ming glanced at her angrily: "Awesome."

Ying Li broke a willow branch next to him and supported his chin: "Your Highness was quite scary just now in Zhulu Palace."

Ming: "Well, I don't know if they are afraid of seeing His Highness's appearance in private."

"I'll die when I see it." Ranbai smiled and bit the grapes lazily.

"What does Your Highness mean recently?" Ming paused, "I just got to deal with the matter of the blood clan, so why did I get to other places?"

Ranbai said calmly: "Get the world and have fun."

“…”

Only Ranbai dares to say such words.

"The six realms are so great, it's not that easy."

"Ming." Ranbai smiled, with a proud eyebrows and eyes, and could not be argued, "As long as this palace wants-"

Ranbai said nothing afterwards, but Ming knew what she meant.

"It seems that a mere blond cannot tolerate your ambitions."

Ying Li raised his eyebrows and stayed by Ranbai for a long time, and his words and deeds were similar: "How can your highness compare his ambition with ordinary people?"

"Forget it, you are all a group of lunatics, I don't care." Ming sat upright, "Just leave me three points of land at that time."

Ranbai Man carelessly: "You can think about the underworld first."

"..." Feng Ming said, "The underworld has long bowed to His Highness and surrendered to His Highness, so there is no need for His Highness to take action."

The dyed white eyelashes drooped, and the slender eyelashes fell a dark shadow under the eyes. The twisted vortex eyes were mysterious and deep, with no waves in ancient wells, looking into the distance in a plain manner, I don’t know what I was thinking.

Ming turned his head and looked at Ran Bai, and suddenly realized that the Vampire Emperor had told her before that he wanted to find someone.

Who are you looking for? Ming doesn't know.
Chapter completed!