Chapter 71 Emperor Teacher (10)

The girl blinked, completely ignoring his words, and continued to tease: "Beauty, don't be shy..."

Before she could finish.

A sharp sword light almost cut through the dark night.

The mask on Chu Yanhuan's face shattered.

Showing that beautiful and delicate face, there was even a very small cut on the white cheek.

A little blood was oozing out, and there was some slight pain.

Chu Yanhuan turned his head and saw a sharp dagger nailed to the door frame, shining brightly in the night.

The girl was stunned for a moment, the cold wind blew, and her mind became clearer, her black eyes stared at the person inside without blinking, her expression was unclear.

After a long time, she smiled, her red lips curved slightly, and she spit out a word slowly.

"The beauty is really ruthless."

Hearing this, Shen Qingjue, who was half lying on the soft couch, didn't even move his eyebrows, he didn't even raise his eyes, his light-colored lips parted lightly, "Go out."

Still the same sentence.

Chu Yanhuan felt dull for a moment.

This beauty is beautiful, but unfortunately she is too cold.

Snow-white fingertips tugged up the jug that fell on the ground, raised his head to take another sip, and a little bit of the wine slipped down his red lips and fell on his fair neck.

Chu Yanhuan didn't care, she wiped the corners of her mouth and casually spit out a sentence, then turned around and walked away.

"It's so cold, but no girl would like it, little brother~"

The girl's delicate and soft voice was somewhat playful.

Hearing a familiar and unfamiliar name, Shen Qingjue raised her eyes in the depths of her memory, and her long curly eyelashes trembled like a cold moon.

His eyes fell on the girl's back, his vision was a bit dazed, his cold pupils were scattered, and there was a little bit of invisible pain flashing inside.

Light-colored lips moved, and two words were uttered silently.

"Yanhuan."

Then he laughed again, sighing to himself, "I remember...you like to call me that too."

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later.

Chu Yanhuan, who ran off the boat and wandered around like a wandering spirit on the street, was successfully caught by the Imperial Forest Army.

She was brought in front of her emperor's father.

The little girl was a little cowardly, her black and white eyes kept rolling.

In the distance, I saw a man in a dragon robe with a black face and angrily rushing over.

Chu Yanhuan's eyebrows twitched, and he jumped over like a rabbit, hugged each other's thigh, and then began to howl.

"My father, I miss you so much..."

Then the emperor grabbed her ear and snorted coldly, "I want to die? I think you want me to die soon!"

Chu Yanhuan frowned: "Dad, don't talk nonsense."

The emperor's eyelids twitched, lowered his voice, and glared at her, "Someone is here, it's called Father Huang."

Chu Yanhuan frowned, "Then let go."

"..." Hearing this, the emperor let go of the hand that was holding his own daughter, flicked his sleeves, turned and walked towards the main seat, and sat down.

The little girl also prepared to sit down.

The emperor held the hand of the teacup for a while, and then put the teacup on the table, making a loud noise, exasperated.

Almost blowing the beard and staring.

"You stand for me!"

Chu Yanhuan: "..."

Dad, are you naive? Childish or not?

How old is she, she still wants to punish her for standing up!

Oh, the girl still stood there honestly, and stared at her toes with her head lowered.

It looks pathetic.

If I said that the male protagonist didn't recognize Xiao Huanhuan, would you hit me~