The Third Thousand Two Hundred and Fifty-Three Chapters of the Gods in the Heart: The Princess's Sick Piano Teacher (4)

With Ning Chengjie finally becoming the king of a country, Jin Ningfu gets her wished mother's world.

Because of his failure, Ning Bai was reduced to a sinner through the ages.

On the night of Ning Chengjie's enthronement ceremony, Ning Bai crashed into a wall in prison and died.

Die tragically.

"Mainline ~ Get the hatred of the male and female protagonists, as well as outsiders."

After finishing the plot, Dianbai walked in the direction of the Princess Mansion according to the memory of the original owner. The purple clothes were against the night, infecting a bit of chill, and the voice was in the darkness: "The branch?"

this question...

Fengluo paused and said with a smile: "How do you know that there is a branch, host?"

"Guess."

"..."

This answer is too careless and insincere!

"The side quest is the original owner's wish: no matter what, don't lose." Feng Luo sighed and sighed: "Just this one."

When Ranbai returned to the princess' mansion, the night was very dark, and she was smeared with a slight chill, which made her look cold and thin.

"Princess, you are back." The butler greeted respectfully and gently.

The girl nodded, looked at the moonlight that was as cold as ice water, squinted slightly, remembered something, and said, "Check someone."

The butler looked up.

"Dream is born in white clothes like snow, the one who loves pear blossoms."

The butler was stunned when he heard this unexpected order.

A place like a dream come true?

Bai Yi, Pear Blossom, that's not...

How could His Highness suddenly be interested in that person?

Although the butler did not understand, he still respectfully replied yes. He looked at the girl's solitary back, Ye Feng nodded slightly, flipped the sleeves, every time the arc across the air was extremely sharp, the figure made people feel surrender for no reason.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

He always felt that the princess seemed to be different...

The housekeeper didn't think about it carefully. When he got to his position, he should know what to think, what not to think, what to say and what not to say.

The Princess House Pharmacy is specially equipped with various poisons and antidote.

This time, the fragrance of acacia in the original owner's body was still the calculation of the good prince.

Originally, I wanted to bring the original owner into disrepute, but unfortunately the plan was not so successful.

And now the whitening has come again.

The variables are huge and unpredictable.

After taking the antidote,

The medicinal effect of Acacia incense gradually faded.

Ranbai was leaning there, holding his chin lazily, his thin lips half-bent with a smile that was not a smile, playing with a small jade bottle in his hand, his expression half hidden in the darkness.

The prince gave her such a gift. Out of etiquette, she should reciprocate, shouldn't she?

The princess' eyes were dark and her expression was unclear. The outline of her profile was sketched in the dimness with a few strokes, hidden sharply.

Outside the window, the night wind blew, and the flower branches swayed. It was March, and the pear blossoms were blooming just right. The white petals were intertwined with each other.

…

The long night is fleeting, and the morning sun dispels the dark cold and brings a new day.

The princess's stunning face is reflected in the bronze mirror. She is beautiful and delicate, but it is not soft beauty, but with a bit of sharp aggression, which is a stunning and lifelong appearance.

And those eyes, like the moon shrouding the cold river, looking at flowers in the fog, unfathomable, sharp and deep.

The maid carefully served the princess, and when she saw the man's lazy and indifferent appearance in the sunlight leaking in from the window, she did not dare to be lazy at all.