Reborn as the white moonlight of the tyrannical prince

Chapter 642 Nothing Is Bad

There were three claw scratches on Shi Tianchen's back, which were very long, and the flesh was turned outwards, and the wounds were deep.

When he was on the hunting platform, he acted so relaxed, that black clothes almost covered his bloody back.

She stared at the tiger for a long time, stared at the blood on the ground for a long time, she guessed, under such a huge monster, how could everyone be safe and sound.

Liu Bingfan turned his eyes to look at the black coat hanging on the hanger, and said, "That's why you always wear black?"

Liu Bingfan used all his strength to smear the medicine on the back hard, and then felt that he seemed too cruel, so he applied it gently.

Shi Tianchen felt a hundred ants crawling on his back, it was extremely itchy, and the itching penetrated into his heart through the skin.

"You don't like it?" Shi Tianchen suppressed the throbbing in his heart, looked up at his clothes, except for the palace clothes which were dark purple, the regular clothes were all black clothes with golden silk and dark background.

After Liu Bingfan wiped the last spot on, he took the clothes beside him and threw them over, and said flatly, "It's pretty good, don't worry about those who care about you, and don't worry about those who hurt you. There's nothing wrong with being black."

Shi Tianchen put on his clothes, and a trace of looseness slipped through his eyes.

He knew it since he was six years old, when Xu Sheng rescued him, when the eldest princess saw him, tears kept falling because he was covered in blood.

He tried on clothes of many colors, only the black one was injured and looked like he accidentally wet the clothes.

The eldest princess thought that he was old-fashioned and liked to wear old-fashioned clothes, so she let him go after a long time, but he didn't expect that Fanfan could understand the use of this clothes.

"From what you said, it really seems to be the same thing, and I just like this color, black with red, which is more in line with my identity."

Liu Bingfan glanced at Shi Tianchen, but didn't tell if he saw it through, and asked instead: "Do you know what's going on with the tiger?"

"That tiger has lost its mind. Its target is either Zhao Qiming or Xiao Jiu." Shi Tianchen got up and walked to the round table, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, sat down on the edge of the chessboard again, and said, "Can you Can play chess? Have a game."

With a smile on the corner of Liu Bingfan's mouth, he stepped forward and picked up a white piece and dropped it on the chessboard, saying, "Do you know who it is?"

Shi Tianchen Heizi followed closely behind: "You know?"

"It's Zhao Qiyun." Liu Bingfan fell down and looked up at the man opposite.

The sharp-edged face is chilling when not smiling, and gentle when looking at her.

"I saw him showing a strange smile when he knew His Highness Seventh and His Highness Ninth were trapped, but what I didn't understand was the meaning of what he did. You all came back safely, but Mr. Yin might find out about him. Isn't that true? Is it worth the loss?"

"Zhao Qiming was also seriously injured. If I hadn't rushed there, Xiaojiu might have been buried in the tiger's mouth. The final beneficiary of this matter is indeed Zhao Qiyun, but Zhao Qiyun didn't do it. He was confiscated yesterday. Today You won't do things so recklessly." Shi Tianchen's cold voice contained a gentle explanation.

Thinking of another possibility, Shi Tianchen tightened his grip on Heizi, and immediately let go of it.

Liu Bingfan was noncommittal, dropped Baizi next to Heizi, and continued: "You mean, if you didn't go, they would definitely fall into the tiger's mouth?"

In this hunting ground, the person who wanted to kill both of them must be Zhao Qiyun, Liu Bingfan firmly believed in this matter.

(End of this chapter)