Act like a spoiled brat in the arms of the tyrannical prince

Chapter 293 So Fragile
Chapter 383 So Fragile
"Huanyan seems to like him very much."

Bai Pangji stood under the shadow, his gentle and elegant face cast a light dark color.

"Senior, do you think... are they really suitable?"

Tan Taijing looked at the direction they left, as if she could still see Huan Yan's figure.

Thinking of this daughter who has been separated from him for too long and has become completely estranged, he showed a bitter smile.

She didn't say positively whether it was suitable or not, but there was a slight sadness in her eyes.

"The prince, he has experienced too many things, his thoughts are deep, and the city is beyond the reach of ordinary people. Needless to say, his ability and means, he can protect her, and he can also destroy her. If one day... I am very worried. .”

Furthermore, back then, Chu Yuan...did that kind of thing again.

Anyone who changes it will have hatred and want revenge.

She was only worried that the responsibility for all that would fall on A Yan.

Although Ayan also suffered a lot from Chu Yuan, but they have almost the same blood, and the similarities between father and daughter's eyebrows...

"Senior, I don't want Huanyan to be with that person."

Tan Taijing looked at Bai Pangji.

Captured the momentary frost on his face.

His temper has always been mild, and even she rarely saw him showing such an expression, and thought he was relieved.

"Aji." She said calmly, "The dead are gone, and one should not be immersed in the past."

"Senior, I understand, I'm just worried about Huanyan."

His expression was the same as before, but there was genuine worry in his eyes.

"Right now, what Yunjing wants Huanyan to see is just what he wants her to see, and his appearance is extremely confusing. Huanyan is still young, and his thoughts are shallow, so he will only be manipulated by him."

"Senior, you said that people should not be immersed in the past. Everyone knows the truth, but is it really that easy to do? Do you think he can get out of his past? If he can't get out of his past, when he meets such a Out of purgatory, Yu Huanyan, a person covered in karma, is it luck or misfortune..."

Tan Taijing was slightly distracted by his words without any personal emotions, completely putting himself in the shoes of Huan Yan.

She naturally understands the pros and cons.

She has been like this in her life, and she doesn't want her children to suffer any more.

"Yeah, that's true, but do you think, even if we think about it, would he let go now?"

Bai Pangji pinched his eyebrows.

He, who has always been calm and calm, also felt a little anxious.

They had heard about these things a long time ago, but they never imagined that Huan Yan would sink so deeply in such a person.

Bai Pangji lowered his eyes and sighed.

"Yes."

"Senior, you know that today I saw him talking to Huanyan, he was very gentle."

"It's just that for a person like him, no matter how much he pretends, he can't hide the murderous look in his eyes."

Tan Taijing closed her eyes.

She didn't know, Tan Taijing thought of many, many years ago, when Huanyan was not born yet.

Once, she saw the young Yun Jing outside the palace.

She didn't know why he appeared outside the palace.

He stood up staggeringly, surrounded by several corpses, some even much older than him. At that time, he was covered in wounds, and he killed the last living person with a single knife.

Tan Taijing could never forget that the knife in his hand pierced into the man's flesh and blood again and again, carrying a monstrous hatred.

His clothes were in a mess and his body was dirty, covered in mud and blood.

Blood spattered on his face.

It's just that although the young man is young, his exquisite appearance has already begun to appear. At that time, the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows was more beautiful than blood.

In the end, Tan Taijing remembered that he showed a weird smile...

Because the events of that day were so unforgettable, she always remembered them.

Thinking back to what I saw in the past few days, the eight or nine-year-old child back then can now cover the sky with one hand.

He held Huanyan in his arms, tender and delicate...

But these tenderness, in his body, are too fragile.

(End of this chapter)