Go Through My Demon Host

There is also a peach petal on the slender shoulders of the young man. The pale pink petals contrast with the young man's white clothes, which is extraordinarily beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

White shirt and black hair, the son is picturesque.

Cold as the moon, unparalleled in the world.

Breathtaking, I can't bear to disturb this beautiful picture.

Ranbai tilted his head, and the little smile in his eyes deepened a little.

The young man in front of him is very beautiful...

She got up, dressed in purple clothes, and she was unparalleled in the world.

The slender, white jade hand gently brushed the delicate petals on the boy's shoulders.

She frowned and smiled.

His black eyes were soft, and his thin lips were slightly raised.

The person in the painting, the fairy in the painting, is like a mansion in the sky, unparalleled in the world.

Ranbai drank porridge and looked at the young man in front of him carefully.

I was thinking about it.

In other words, cooking is such a thing.

It might really be a matter of talent.

Even though Mu Ye had never entered the kitchen once, the glutinous rice porridge made for the first time was exceptionally delicious.

And she made it on her own whim...

emm.

Thinking of the previous incident where he made the blood clan riot because he insisted on cooking, a smile crossed the bottom of his dyed white eyes.

Forget it, the dark history of cooking with black ingredients should not be mentioned. Anyway, she doesn't need to cook.

Recently, Dianbai has come to the Prime Minister's Mansion a lot more frequently, and sometimes he will stay in the Prime Minister's Mansion for a few days.

The rumors and rumors spread by people outside have discussed the affairs of the young prime minister and the honorable eldest princess.

In just a few days, this matter has spread throughout the capital.

From large to officials and nobles, small to civilian children, they all know about this.

The scholars in the teahouse are gushing about various versions of the love story about Ranbai and Mu Ye.

The protagonist in the story, as if nothing happened, didn't care at all.

"Prime Minister, eldest princess." The black-clothed guards who appeared most often in front of him on weekdays said respectfully.

The boy's cold and clean brows and eyes were slightly frowned, and he was a little unhappy that someone had disturbed him to get along with Ranbai, and his casual eyes shot coldly at the guard.

The guard instantly felt that one head and two were big, and he wanted to cry without tears.

It's really not his fault, he was forced to come to the master because of helplessness.

These days, the guards have witnessed how much Mu Ye cares about dyeing white, and treats it like a treasure.

When the indifferent young man, who has never eaten human fireworks, actually cooked because of Her Royal Highness's "like", the guard felt that his eyes might be blind.

Deeply aware of one sentence.

I would rather offend the master than offend Her Royal Highness.

Offending the master is at most a punishment, offending the princess... That would make your life worse than death and even more terrifying.

"What's the matter?" Mu Ye finally gave up his voice, and his clear voice showed a natural indifference, but also seemed to reveal a bit of coolness.

The guard closed his eyes as if at home, and said in a breath, for fear that he would not be able to speak a step too late, but he spoke very fast, "Master, your majesty sent someone to bring two women about seventeen or eighteen years old, saying yes It is used for the master to relieve his mood, even if he is lingering for a long time, he will accept it for later use."

The young man snorted, a pair of beautiful eyes revealed a cool breath, and he got up.

The young man with black hair in a white shirt is picturesque, like a god's mansion, and he controls the world like a chess game.

"Then please tell Your Majesty, I already have a favorite woman, and it is really difficult to accept the gift from Your Majesty."