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

The young man shook his head slightly, his voice was nice, far better than the sound of the piano: "If Your Highness likes it, Jin Yao can..."

Before Jin Yao could finish speaking, the princess stood up, Jin Yao paused, and did not say anything that had not been said.

"No need." Ranbai had already anticipated what Jin Yao wanted to say, and as the girl got up, the large purple sleeves fell down, half covering her wrists, and she was lazy and indifferent like Tathagata.

She didn't say anything to Jin Yao, and glanced at the sky outside the window, her tone was calm: "It's not early, this hall is no longer there."

Do you want to... leave?

Jin Yao was stunned for a moment, his knuckles were a bit cold and white, but he didn't look. After two seconds of silence, he turned to the side and wanted to ask something, but he didn't seem to have any position, and she was long Princess, when you travel, someone will naturally arrange everything properly, so there is nothing to say.

He said, "I will send it to your Highness."

Ranbai refused: "It's chaos outside, don't go out."

Not a polite refusal, not an unquestioned order.

Born that way.

Jin Yao lowered his eyes, his eyes were deep: "Respectfully send your Highness."

The princess nodded slightly and walked out.

The moment she opened the door, she heard the voice behind her, as clear as the moon in the sky.

"Will Your Highness come later?"

Ranbai smiled, but did not look back, turned his back to Jin Yao, and only said one sentence: "I play the piano well."

The voice fell, and the princess left.

The back is cold and arrogant, high above.

Ambiguous answers, unpredictable expressions, always unfathomable.

She has always been like this.

The room was empty, and it became even more deserted after the princess left, leaving the teenager standing there alone.

The night was dark and gloomy, the wind was blowing, and the cold rain was pattering, closing the half-opened window abruptly, blocking out the light that passed through the gap.

Jin Yao's expression is not real, the flickering light reflects the young man's red fingertips hanging on his side, and the guqin can never wear fingernails.

Obviously can continue to play...

actually gone.

Jin Yao's expression was different from the loneliness and coldness in the past. He was completely hidden in the darkness, as if he could not see the light of the night. The color deposited in his eyes was like withered and decayed fallen flowers. Yin red means that the shadow is scalded.

The young man opened the window, and the cool and wet breath came to his face, and the fine cold rain fell on the young man, but he didn't mind at all, just stared at the carriage that slowly drove away from the dream.

It has the unique logo of the Princess Palace on it.

"Your Highness."

He bent his half-deep eyes with ink splashes, a smile that was so tender and abnormal, like a murmur in a lover's world, joyful and obsessed.

"I am waiting for you."

…

another day,

On the day at the end of March, the pear blossoms were just in bloom, white as snow, and the sun after dawn fell on the petals of the pear blossoms, softening the world.

"Princess, this is the information you want."

the person described in the data.

It was the young man that Ranbai saw outside the Yamen!

- Lin Yong.

Ranbai glanced at ten lines, quickly glanced at all the information about Lin Yong, and finally chuckled.

"Lin Yong...Jin Shuotian." She spit out a few words between her lips and teeth, as if a hunter behind the scenes pointed the tip of his knife at the prey he had already aimed at, "Jin Family, Ning Chengjie."

She squinted her eyes, her expression was not real, she threw the sorted document to the housekeeper, and went to court first.

Ning Bai was the first regent princess in the history of the Guzheng Kingdom, and the first woman to participate in politics.