Chapter 940 The Young Prime Minister: The Princess, the 1st Favorite (11)

He still yearns for being able to survive after the death of the previous emperor, and the eldest princess of the power above the court has a trace of pity for him?

The man who thought of his previous thoughts could only wish to quickly retract his previous words.

"I see, I, I'll go right away." Before Ranbai could say anything, the man stammered, stumbled to his feet, and hurried out, as if a murderer was chasing him. .

Ranbai looked at the man's embarrassed back, and for some reason, he thought of the back of the boy who left in the study of the princess mansion that day, which was as cold as the moon...

She tutted lightly and said to Ying He next to her, "How many faces are there in the princess' mansion?"

Ying He lowered her brows to please her eyes, and replied respectfully, "If you go back to the princess, there are still 32 faces in the mansion."

Three, thirty-two? ? ?

Ranbai's heart couldn't help jumping up, can the original owner bear it? Oh, even though I haven't touched it, it's a waste of money to keep it.

She said decisively: "Then send them all out."

Ying He looked at Dye Bai in disbelief, and said embarrassingly, "Yes, but... this one was also given by the emperor."

"It doesn't matter." Ranbai smiled lightly: "It is said that Ben Gong decided to cultivate himself."

Ying He didn't dare to speculate on the young princess's thoughts, but said obediently, "Yes."

Ranbai nodded in satisfaction and turned back to the room.

On the same day, there was news all over the capital.

Her Royal Highness has sent all the capitals in the manor!

Her Royal Highness said that she wanted to cultivate herself!

Her Royal Highness the Princess must cleanse herself!

In this regard, the party's dyeing white said: there is no fluctuation in the heart, and even a little sleepy.

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late at night,

Mu Ye leaned against the seemingly low-key but luxurious carriage, her beautiful eyes slightly closed.

The fragrance lit by the incense burner permeates the carriage, and the smudged youth's clean eyebrows and eyes like ink paintings are even more delicate.

Just now, His Majesty summoned him into the palace, told some memorials of the court officials, and let him out after about two hours.

The boy's slender and beautiful fingers tapped lightly on the back of the other hand, and the slender red lips pursed lightly.

If nothing else, something will happen tonight.

as predicted,

next second,

Accompanied by the sound of arrows flying from afar and quickly passing through the air, "Hey..."

The sharp arrow flew straight towards the delicate boy in the carriage.

He turned to one side, and his beautiful eyes like jewels quietly looked at the sharp arrow that passed through the carriage, with poison still sticking to it.

Immediately, there was a rustling sound.

It was the sound of footsteps approaching.

Mu Ye slowly opened the hidden compartment in the carriage, and there was a dagger inside, shining with silver light and so sharp.

The young man lightly grasped the dagger with his long, white fingers, and glanced outside lightly.

After a quarter of an hour,

The night was dark, and the darkness was about to engulf human beings. The surroundings were quiet, without a trace of sound.

A young man in white, leaning on his body and standing.

The young man has a white shirt and black hair, as cold as the moon.

In his white jade-like hand, he didn't know he had taken a long sword from it. At this moment, his slender hand was holding the hilt, and the blood of the silver-white sword body was dripping down until it fell from the tip of the sword.

Even though he had just killed someone, there was still no hostility in Mu Ye's body, just a slight indifference on his delicate facial features.

Standing in the cold and cruel scene around, the moonlight is dimly projected.

He doesn't look like a demon, but looks like a white-robed immortal, standing above all things, cold-hearted and cold-hearted.