Ranbai's eyes drooped slightly, and his hands did not put them on, and he spoke a little lazy: "Happy, there is something else, I will leave first." As he said that, Ranbai stood up.

The smile on Shen Momo's face became even bigger. The princess had already agreed to her, and there was another help from her!

The next goal is the young prime minister Mu Ye of the dynasty.

A trace of firmness flashed across Shen Momo's eyes and said to the maid outside: "Caiquan, send the eldest princess away."

Out of the palace,

"Host, you won't really cooperate with Shen Momo?" Feng Luo asked: "She is the object of your hatred."

Ranbai raised his eyebrows and said with an innocent and righteous face: "When did I say I wanted to cooperate with her? Is there any? Is it clear that there is no, where is it?"

Seal: "..."

If you think about it carefully, it seems... Ranbai really didn't say a word.

The last word of pleasure may not necessarily be a happy cooperation.

Feng Luo, who figured out this, couldn't help but complain to Ranbai: "Host, you are too bad."

He actually deceived Shen Momo to think that he had cooperated with her. In fact, what about it? The host didn't say a word of cooperation, and it was all because of Shen Momo.

"Do you want to complete the mission?" Ranbai asked casually.

"I want." Feng Luo replied obediently.

"Do you want hatred?" Ranbai spoke again.

"I want." Feng Luo still answered this word.

"So, am I bad?" Ranbai asked with a calm expression.

Feng Luo: "... Actually, you are not bad at all by host."

Ranbai nodded with satisfaction, and his lips raised slightly, "Be good, I know, this palace is not broken."

Seal: "..."

Host, who gave you the courage to say such things?

Ranbai: Didn’t you give it to me?

Fengluo: It seems to be true.

A few days later,

Prime Minister's Mansion,

Peach blossom forest in the backyard,

The peach blossoms around are blooming beautifully. Occasionally, the light pink flowers fall gently, rotating in the air and falling in a graceful curve. The peach blossoms on the branches still have a little dew, making them look tender and tempting.

Sitting at the stone table was a boy in white.

He was wearing a light white brocade dress, with a slender and beautiful figure, with a jade crown tied with hair, and his ink hair was like a waterfall.

Beautiful is not like a real person, like a beautiful boy walking out of a comic.

The delicate facial features are perfect, the slender black eyelashes are drooping, a pair of beautiful eyes as clear as glass, and the bright red and soft lips are gently pursed.

The pale white sleeves are embroidered with light gold textures, revealing the young man's delicate wrists, and their slender fingers are so beautiful. The white fingertips are sticking to a black chess, which is particularly pleasing to the eye.

It instantly reminds of a sentence: white shirt and ink hair, young master is as good as jade.

In front of him was a chessboard, with black and white chess falling on it.

He seemed to be thinking about how to play the chess, but his beautiful glazed pupils were obviously without any focal length, and he was stunned.

It took me a long time to calm down my thoughts from the scene at the princess's house that day. He lowered his eyes slightly, and his dark eyes quietly looked at the chessboard in front of him.

But my mind is not here.

The boy seemed absent-minded, his beautiful eyebrows as cold as the moon frowned slightly, like fragile crystal beads, making people want to take care of them.

She hadn't looked for him again for several days.

Mu Ye had only this thought in his heart at this moment.

Since that day, to be precise, he has never seen her again since he came out of the palace.

Thinking of the words he said in the princess's mansion, the young man's beautiful facial features showed a shallow hesitation.

Should he explain? She seemed angry.

He was not saying that she was not good, but he just didn't want to stand on anyone's side because of power disputes.

Or, let's explain it?
Chapter completed!