Canglan Empress

Chapter 699
Yaohua sneered: "Your thoughts are written on your face, and my highness is not blind."

Rong Jin was silent.

"However, my Highness advises you, it's better not to come up with some stupid ideas." Yaohua picked up a grain of white grain with one hand, and gently grinded it with the tip of his slender finger. The hard white grain was turned into powder between his fingers, "If you don't want your own Destiny has become this pawn, all the thoughts in my mind... it is best to get rid of it as soon as possible."

The fireworks outside were still going off, embellishing the dark sky with some bright lights. Undoubtedly, on this New Year's Eve, the whole Yongjing was lively.

However, Rong Jin watched the white powder slip from the boy's round fingers, but there was a fiery, almost uncontrollable emotion in his heart, boiling in his chest.

Staring silently at the young man's fingertips for a long time, Rong Jin closed his eyes to hide the turbulent luster in his eyes, and did not speak for a long time.

destiny……

I couldn't help but want to laugh, Rong Jin really wanted to tell Yaohua that what kind of fate and fate didn't matter to him, and he couldn't stop anything he wanted to do.

The more this young man is like this, the crazier Rong Jin is, wanting him desperately, monopolizing him, and not allowing anyone to share it - even if he only shares a trivial position beside him, Rong Jin will be jealous.

Right now, the young man has no plans to get married, but Rong Jin only thinks of how many women will be around him in the future, and he wished that all those women would disappear from this world...

In other words, is it possible to think of a way to directly cut off those women's desire to marry Yaohua?

Take precautions before they happen...

Yaohua stood up, glanced at someone who was still planning some scheme, turned around and walked into the inner room, "My Highness is tired, I want to rest, you go out."

Only then did Rong Jin regain his senses, and got up to follow up in the inner room, "We haven't finished our game of chess yet."

"Your mind is no longer on chess, so why waste time?" Yaohua lay halfway on the bed, picked up a book next to the pillow, and casually flipped through it, "It's getting late, go back to sleep."

Rong Jin turned his head and looked out the window, listening to the commotion outside: "The servants haven't finished yet, isn't it too early to go to bed now?"

Yaohua looked at him indifferently: "What do you want to do if you don't sleep? Continue to plan your future plans?"

Rong Jin was stunned, then twitched the corners of his mouth: "I'm not a woman, let alone a concubine in the harem, what kind of plans are I planning?"

Although what he had just calculated was indeed... well, a little bit.

"Yaohua." Rong Jin squatted down beside the bed, looking seriously at the young man's delicate face, "Happy New Year's Eve, congratulations on being one year older."

Yaohua glanced at him: "Congratulations."

Rong Jin smiled, and asked seriously: "Do you like beauties?"

Yaohua turned a page of the book, his gaze fell on the book, and his tone was light: "It's not a question of whether you like it or not. Don't you already know how hard-hearted I am? Who can I fall in love with?"

No one is born with a hard heart.

Rong Jin thought, otherwise how could he leave the palace early tonight?
But Rong Jin really hoped in his heart that Yaohua would be hard-hearted towards those women for the rest of his life. Even if there were queens and concubines in the future, as long as they were given status, they would have children and be their mothers.

It's better not to show any affection to them, maybe he can bear it.

(End of this chapter)