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Chapter 129 Chang Ji Xiting Sunset, Intoxicated and No Return (45)

Normally, because of fear, Yan Ran wouldn't hide even if she didn't like a man's touch, but Xiao Ci's ambiguous attitude seemed to be playing tricks on her, so Yan Ran reflexively avoided After a while, Xiao Ci's hand was empty, staring at Yan Ran, hiding the haze in his eyes, and naturally put his hand down again.

Yan Ran looked at Xiao Ci timidly, her pretty face turned pale, "But you promised me..."

"What did I promise you?"

Xiao Ci's face, half hidden in the light, was so indifferent that there was no warmth, as if he had crawled out of an ice cellar.

Tears fell unconsciously, she blinked: "Are you lying to me?"

The heartbeat was fast, and the convulsions were painful.

Xiao Ci was stunned for a moment, and suddenly grabbed Yan Ran, the back of his hand trembled imperceptibly with such force.

Yan Ran frowned, but said nothing, her slender and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, she bit her lip, her eyes filled with tears.

Xiao Ci felt itchy and a little pain in his heart. That strange feeling traveled all over his body along with his pulse, making his chest throbbing.

"Your Majesty," he said in a slightly unsteady voice, "I won't lie to you."

Yan Ran remained silent, not knowing whether he believed it or not.

"But don't lie to me." Xiao Ci said, "Your Majesty should stop thinking about Ye Yu. If Ye Yu falls in love with anyone, it is impossible for him to fall in love with you."

The person in his arms froze suddenly, his pale lips turned bright red from being bitten, his complexion was terribly pale, and his eyes were full of pain.

Xiao Ci didn't notice, he lowered his head and sniffed the other party's breath obsessively, the few flower marks left by his thin lips sucking on the white and clean flesh.

After a while, Yan Ran uttered a word in a hoarse voice.

"What about you? Xiao Ci, why did you treat me like this?" The end of the sentence trembled, and she was a little inexplicably confused. Xiao Ci was startled, and before she could speak, Yan Ran suddenly laughed.

Yan Ran's smile is extremely beautiful.

Only then did Xiao Ci suddenly realize that he had never seen Yan Ranxiao before, this was the first time.

The eyebrows are gorgeous and pale, the red mole on the tip of the nose is shocking, and the curved lips look so innocent.

Just one look can make people go through fire and water for him, no matter what.

Xiao Ci was crazy about it.

In an instant, all kinds of unbearable desires came out from the bottom of my heart, like a wild beast running wild, making Xiao Ci's limbs and bones slightly hot, and his mouth dry.

Although he is indifferent, he has never been so passive.

Throat dry as hell.

Rather than saying that he likes Yan Ran, it is better to say that he likes his own body more.

This body is perfect and beautiful, without any blemishes, and every part is based on his preferences.

Yan Ran looked at Xiao Ci, those amber eyes were full of water, showing some charming color, revealing the meaning of cleanliness.

Looking at this lively and fragrant picture, Xiao Ci's eyes were dark and lustful.

He leaned over and kissed the corner of the other's eyes with a hot and quick kiss.

"like."

A gentle liking, seems to be secretly surging with surging emotions under the carelessness.
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Yan Ran fiddled with the kite, lowered her eyes, but was not interested.

The maid next to her saw Yan Ran lost in thought for a long time, and thought she was bored, so she boldly asked a question.

"Your Majesty, servant girl can play with you."

Yan Ran raised her head and glanced at the maid, her delicate eyebrows and eyes made the maid shake for a while, but soon she lowered her head again.

The neglected court lady was secretly embarrassed, and felt that she was meddling.Just when she thought His Majesty regarded it as air, the other party suddenly spoke.

"What about those people?"

The maid was stunned for a moment, glanced around, and asked Yan Ran's pale and graceful profile cautiously, "Is Your Majesty talking to your servant?"

Yan Ran raised his eyelids and glanced at her, making the palace maid blush.

Her mind was in a mess, and the maid almost bit her tongue when she spoke, "Who is your majesty talking about?"

Yan Ran's face was pale, like a piece of warm jade, "It's the last batch of people, those who served me are gone."

As soon as she mentioned this palace lady's face, she turned pale, with a fear that cannot be ignored.

The maid glanced at Yan Ran, swallowed, and squeezed the cold sweat from her palms.

Originally, she didn't want to say it, but Yan Ran has been really quiet recently, and she has never made things difficult for these slaves, and finally the other party took the initiative to speak, and she didn't want to disappoint the other party.

"Your Majesty..." The maid's voice was low and trembling, "Those people are all dead."

died?

Yan Ran didn't seem to understand, and blinked a few times in a daze, a little uncomfortable, her eyelashes were half covered, and her pupils were watery again.

After a while, Yan Ran asked suspiciously, "How did you die?"

For some reason, the palace lady was afraid to meet the other party's eyes. Those eyes were really beautiful, but also too fragile, as if they would shatter if touched a little bit.

But she still said it.

"Drag out, hacked to death."

The fluffy, soft, wet eyelashes trembled a few times, she took a look, lowered her eyes, and said softly: "Is it because of me?"

The answer is beyond doubt.

The hateful maid couldn't bear to really say it, because the truth was too cruel, and she couldn't tell it to this face.

But she couldn't make up a lie out of thin air, she could only say it in boring and euphemistic words.

"Your Majesty, this is not your fault."

It wasn't Yan Ran's fault, whose fault could it be?

Yan Ran lowered his head and pondered for a long time, then raised his head, the corners of his eyes were red, "Everyone, are they dead?"

"Is there not one left?"

Thinking of the scene at that time, the maid still had lingering fears, she turned pale and nodded.

"Not one left."

Yan Ran held the kite in his hand, panting heavily: "Dead..."

She started crying, she started crying.

The transparent teardrops are drawn into a transparent thin line.

There was a splash of water.

The palace maid was stunned and flustered, Yan Ran's tears came fiercely, and she had no power to fight back.

She thought that Yan Ran was in some discomfort.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter? Is there something uncomfortable?"

"Your Majesty, don't scare the slaves!"

"His Majesty!"

Yan Ran shook his head, tightly clutching the kite in his hand, his finger bones turned white, his white lips were bitten again and again, and he almost lost his breath from crying.

She raised one hand and pressed firmly on the position of her heart, her tear-filled eyes could vaguely see the flustered face of the maid.

With a deep sobbing voice, he murmured, "Cheat me..."

"They all lied to me..."

The palace maid didn't hear what Yan Ran was saying, she could only kneel on the ground in fear and panic, burning with anxiety.

Tears fell drop by drop, forming a small pool of water stains.

　Hehe

　　
　
(End of this chapter)