Lord, your mask fell off

Chapter 559

Time flies like a white horse, in the blink of an eye, it is four years.

What happened in these four years?
It is rumored that an organization has emerged among the people, and a year ago, it specially ordered the people under it to collect information on the world's handsome men and beautiful women to make a ranking strategy.

So there was a ranking list of the eight most beautiful men, and the rankings were not in order.

Xiao Ran, the prince of Xixuan, is only sixteen years old.

Pang Huang, the crown prince of Nancang, is only twenty years old, handsome and unrestrained, known as the dragon in the cloud.

An eminent monk who has attained the Tao, only [-] years old, has a secluded orchid in the empty valley, known as Linglianzi.

The young master of the Moon Palace, Dongting Wangyu, is only twenty years old, elegant and evil, known as the Emerald Flying Swallow.

Lin Fengyi, son of Xixuan, is only 21 years old, handsome and beautiful, known as Qingfeng Mozhu.

The celebrity Qinggui Ouyang Jue, only 23 years old, chic and elegant, known as Xianyun Baihe.

There is also a beautiful boy, only fifteen years old, named Chu Yan, known as the thousand-faced red fox, because he only loves red clothes every time he appears on the stage, is good at sophistry, and his whereabouts are unpredictable. I have never heard of this person before. In the past two years, he has suddenly risen among the people. Not many people have seen him in person, but anyone who has seen him can't help but be fascinated by his alluring appearance.

The eight beauties are noble, wealthy, or elegant, but all in all, they all have one thing in common, that is, they are all unmarried. In his eyes, he was still a bachelor, and all the people on the list could be called golden bachelors.

But because of their special status, very few people can see these beauties on the list.

As a result, fantasy has become a daily necessity for many women.

"If I can meet the Emerald Swallow, I will definitely tell him how much I miss you." A woman in pink propped her chin with her hands, showing her nympho.

"Hey, I'll take a look at the dragon in the cloud first. I heard that he is brave and good at fighting. He is a very brave and beautiful man." The woman in blue beside the woman in pink also looked like a nympho.

"If I were one year younger, I would like to marry Thousand Faces Red Fox. I heard that he is excellent in martial arts, looks stunning, and treats people gently. If I can marry him, I will die without regret." The other woman shook her head and sighed authentically.

And at this time, in the corner of the restaurant, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl covered her lips and joked to the boy wearing a gauze hat beside her, "My lord, someone is confessing to you again, you are really old and young!"

The young man who was drinking tea snapped his fingers, tilted his head and glanced at his personal maid, and said in a lazy, fresh and blurred voice, "I found out that your mouth has become a lot sweeter once you come out."

"It's not that you are good at teaching, young master. Maybe in the future we will play more, and the slaves will become more and more able to talk." The girl stuck out her tongue at him, taking the opportunity to say.

The young man laughed and shook his head, and said to the fourteen or five-year-old Baojian boy in front of him, "Believe me, have you noticed that this girl, Xi Ning, is getting thicker and thicker?"

"My subordinates feel the same way." Four years later, Jinxin has shed the innocence of the past, as if he had learned to hide his sharpness, and now he has learned to hide his sharpness, like a sword, handsome and handsome .

Hearing this, Xining gave Jinxin a hard look, and then started arguing with him again.

The maid is Xining, and the bodyguard is Jinxin, so it is not hard to guess the identity of the young man.

Chu Qingyan four years ago, Chu Yan four years later, and now the thousand-faced red fox is well-known to every household.

It's just that no one can connect the two unrelated identities.

Chu Qingyan played with the teacup in her hand, ignored the rivalry between Xining and Jinxin, and felt a little regretful.

That list of beautiful men is actually just a sensationalist, and there are not only those few beautiful men in the world, if her big ice cube stands out, she can kill them in seconds!
It's just that she won't let the world see the face of the big ice cube so easily.

She tapped the table with her finger, but to be honest, she knew quite a few of the seven handsome men on it.

She remembered that when he left Xixuan four years ago, Xiao Ran was only a 12-year-old child, wondering how he is doing now?I only know that under the deliberate training of Emperor Xixuan, he has already started to participate in the government last year. As the saying goes, women will change eighteen times, and boys will change when they grow up, but they did not expect that he would become the white jade flawless in the people's mouth.

The boy who pulled her to prevent her from leaving at the beginning has not been seen for four years, and I really miss it.

Prince Nancang didn't know him, but he had heard a lot about him. He was a brave and skilled war god in Nancang. The other Chu Qingyan didn't think too much about it, and there wouldn't be too much intersection anyway.It's just that she doesn't know that some people just haven't appeared yet, it doesn't mean they will be absent from your life.

In the eyes of Chu Qingyan, Xu Jian is still a magic stick, but it is thanks to him that the ice crystal flower was able to be obtained smoothly back then, but when they left Jiang country, he also left, wandering for three years, and only returned to the west last year Xuan, she and him also parted ways in Jiang Guo and never saw each other again.

Dongting Wangyu, this person is the person Chu Qingyan doesn't want to mention the most, but she still hears more or less news about him, for example, he has established his own organization in the past four years, the Wangyue faction.But besides this, there is rarely any news about him, Chu Qingyan hummed, thinking, maybe he is concentrating on practicing his Xinyue-protecting technique.

Lin Fengyi is another good friend of Big Ice Cube. I heard that Chu Qingyan is very curious about people who work in the south of the Yangtze River. It's just that they have been monitored by the court in recent years. For safety reasons, they don't have four If there is a chance, she will go to Jiangnan to have a look.

Chu Qingyan didn't know much about Ouyang Nian, and it was only rumored in the market, so Chu Qingyan didn't delve into it.

After she drank a few sips of tea, she suddenly missed Mao Jian in the mansion. She had been out for a long time, and it was time to go back to eat.

And at this moment, Jinxin bowed his head and said, "Master, in half an hour it will be Shenshi, if you don't go back, His Highness will punish you."

Chu Qingyan couldn't help but tremble when she thought of the handsome face of her big ice cube frowning slightly.

She coughed and said, "Go home."

Putting down the silver taels, getting up, and with smooth movements, a group of three people passed through the teahouse and headed for the gate.

The table of women who were discussing just now was attracted by the boy in red who was the leader.

He likes to wear red clothes, cover his face with a gauze hat, and is accompanied by a male and a female guard maid, tall and elegant, isn't this the folklore depiction of a thousand-faced red fox?
Several women are a little uncertain.

However, when a gust of wind blew, the white veil was lifted inadvertently, revealing a delicate and handsome profile, and everyone couldn't help but stare dumbfounded.

And when they came back to their senses, the three of them had already gone far away.

"What a handsome boy!" Someone blurted out.

The peach blossoms bloom in March, and the fragrance is exhausted in April.

The branches will be drawn next year, and the flowers will bloom again in the next month.

In the dark, the wheel turns.

Everything started again.

　(An An: I don’t know if it’s because I’ve hurt my body due to the explosions these days. I’m dizzy today, and I’m busy sorting out the plot of the grown-up story. I’m a bit out of spirit. Forgive me, everyone. I’ll start writing now. How much will I write tonight? How much more, by the way, it's a new month, weakly ask for a monthly pass.

　　Wood Spirit Counting: First watch, I've been waiting for a long time. )
　　
　
(End of this chapter)