Stunning Supreme Spirit Pivot

Chapter 1123 Seventh Young Master Accompanying [5]

Ye Luoluo leaned back in the chair contentedly. Although she was on the plane, she still took a deep breath of air: "Free air, so good!"

Bai Qishao fondled her hair.

"Qi Shao, where are we going?" Even though he escaped from that island, there is no need to worry about being changed into another person by Shen Weining.

But she is still full of doubts about the future with Bai Qishao.

"Go to a place where they won't find them." Bai Qishao took her hand and said a few words to the pilot.

The driver also responded that the two communicated in French.

Ye Luoluo didn't understand, but she was very relieved about Bai Qishao.

The antique Chinese garden reveals a classic and elegant charm everywhere.

Outside the window, several plum trees quietly bloomed in the cold smoke. The red flowers seemed to be coagulated with a little poignant blood, which was not so charming.

Under the plum tree, an elegant and noble young man raised his head, plucked a branch of red plum, turned around and put it in the blue and white porcelain vase held by the girl behind him.

The plum blossoms are colorful and fragrant.

The young man's fingers made the petals lose their color.

When Rong Yan came in, he saw the movement of him raising his hands to fold the plums, a few wisps of mist that drifted away gently enveloped him, and his green eyes became more and more bewitching.

Rong Yan was slightly taken aback, he seemed to remember the first time he saw the head of the Rong family, there was such a piece of red plums in full bloom.

Rong Rong, who was held by the previous Patriarch, walked out of the deep mist.

Where they walked, the mist retreated and dispersed one after another as if sensing the noble aura emanating from them.

Rong Rong was six years old, with a cold and haughty light in his shocking green eyes.

There was a special kind of evil spirit about him, like the low and melancholy sound of a harp, flowing quietly, piercing everyone's hearts invisibly.

At that time, he was stunned like everyone else.

He was already ten years old and had met many people, but there had never been a person like Rong Rong who quietly sucked away everyone's souls.

He's like an evil goblin.

Rong Yan and Rong Chen folded plum blossoms and presented them to him, expressing their loyalty.

A gentleman is like a plum, Ling Han is not afraid, and he is steadfast.

Plum blossoms have lonely souls, symbolizing never betrayal.

Rong Yan casually picked a plum blossom, the crisp sound of the branch breaking made Rong Rong look back, his green eyes were faint, like gems.

Just like when he was a child, Rong Yan handed him a plum blossom, which was a ceremony to show his allegiance to the Black Prince from now on.

Rong Rong was indifferent, looking at him with bewitching eyes, cold and arrogant.

"This ritual has no effect on you." He ignored the plum blossom, and only put the one he broke off into the thin and slender vase.

"This is the only way I can express my loyalty." Rong Yan said lightly, his noble and cold aura remained unchanged.

"You still have one more thing, you didn't do it." Rong Rong's green eyes rolled slightly, and a hint of evil spirit leaked out.

"I can't catch her." Rong Yan said briefly, trying to suppress the bitterness in his heart.

"No one in this world can catch her except you."

Rong Yan put the plum blossoms he didn't want on the stone table, and said flatly: "I have promised you to marry Chuchu."

"Isn't it your long-cherished wish to marry her? I just want to fulfill you, don't make it sound like I'm forcing you."

(End of this chapter)