I became a heartthrob in another world

Chapter 844 Just Because I Like You 1
"My lord, it's getting late at night." The servant in plain clothes in green put on a cloak for the young man in white: "It's cold at night, the cold wind blows too much, and it's easy to catch a cold."

The young man in white clothes has delicate features, fair and handsome face, red lips that never blush, and a tear mole under his phoenix eyes, adding infinite charm.

The boy glanced somewhere, lowered his eyes, hid the loneliness in his eyes, got up and walked back to the room.

After the boy left, the boy took out a portrait from the cabinet and slowly unfolded it.

The painting is a picture of a pair of lingering couples. In the painting, it is the young man himself with a charming face and springy eyebrows. There is a person behind him. His dark bronze skin contrasts with his fair skin.

One black and one white, the visual impact is very large.

The scale of this painting is very large, and even the combined parts are painted vividly, very realistic and clear.

The boy's white fingertips brushed across his dark and handsome face, and said desolately, "Aren't you coming tonight?"

The hot teardrops were like broken beads, falling one by one, hitting the portrait, smudged with ink.

As if he had just realized that he was crying, the boy quickly wiped away the tears and dried the water stains on the paper.

He seemed to be talking to himself: "Tonight is your son's hundred-day banquet, how could you show up? It's my wishful thinking."

The boy rolled up the portrait, returned it to the original place, looked up at the bright moon, and sighed.

Against the backdrop of the bright moon, that sigh looked extremely lonely.

Nestled in Angel's warm embrace, Gu Qingtian was sleeping soundly. Suddenly, she had the illusion that her soul was out of body, and she began to float away, leaving her body, and came to this completely strange place.

Hearing the boy's words: "My lord, it's getting late at night."

Gu Qingtian was like a bystander, watching the boy's every move, but she couldn't make a sound, nor could she talk to the boy.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, and the trees and flowers in the yard sway with the wind.

Gu Qingtian found that she had no way to go back, so she could only sit on the window sill and watch over the boy.

Watch him fall asleep.

He is a very good-looking and cute young man, white and clean, and he is loved when he looks at him. He wished he could rub that pretty face.

In the middle of the night, a group of officers and soldiers rushed in with torches.

This small courtyard is not big, and there are not many people. The movement of officers and soldiers woke everyone up. The servants knelt down everywhere, and the young man was also awakened by this noisy sound.

He got up, put on his clothes and shoes, and walked outside.

"Who are you? Why did you break into my house in the middle of the night?" With a youthful and refined voice, clear and sweet, even with a straight face, there is no trace of majesty.

"Young Master Qing, I've offended you." The leading officer gave an order, and dozens of people behind him rushed into the boy's room, rummaging through boxes and cabinets.

Not long after, an officer and soldier got the portrait that was read by the young man just now, walked out, and handed the portrait to the leader.

The man opened the portrait, glanced at it, and immediately put the knife on the young man's neck: "Bold pariah, dare to insult His Royal Highness, come, someone, take him down, put him in a cell, and wait for disposal."

The young man was escorted away, and Gu Qingtian's soul followed the young man to the cell.

Soon, a luxurious lady dressed in jade and pearls, wearing gold and silver came.

Followed by a servant girl, the leader who arrested people just now, nodded and followed behind, living like a pug dog, flattering and flattering.

Gu Qingtian rolled her eyes in disdain, and cursed angrily.

It's just that no matter how fiercely she scolded, no one could hear her.

"See the princess."

As soon as the woman came in, the guards playing cards in the cell dropped the cards in their hands one after another, trembling and knelt down to pay her respects.

(End of this chapter)