How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight

   Chapter 87 A lonely grave in a thousand miles, nowhere to say desolate (8)

   There was still a clever maid who knew that the prince would listen more to the fourth prince and asked for it.

   Wen Xien had to stand up with a cold face.

  The prince of Sapo saw that he had a pair of boots in front of him. The boots were white with delicate patterns embroidered with silver silk.

   "Brother Huang, what's wrong?"

  When the prince heard the familiar voice, he pursed his mouth and looked like he was about to cry, and said in a milky voice, "My kite ran and I fell. It hurts."

   Wen Xien was expressionless, "Then you are still sitting on the ground? Why don't you get up quickly."

   Rong Yan got up pitifully, pulled Wen Xien's clean clothes tightly, and was thrown away the next second.

  The boy's face was sullen, and he uttered a word coldly, "Dirty."

   Rong Yan was beaten by the young man, and he also noticed Wen Xien's dislike and impatience. In the entire palace, only the fourth prince dared to speak to the prince like this.

  The prince is most afraid that the fourth brother will be angry. When the fourth brother is angry, he will not laugh at him, nor will he talk to him, nor will he play with him.

   Rong Yan doesn't like this.

  So, Rong Yan wiped his clean clothes with his hands almost at a loss, and then carefully pulled on the corner of Wen Xien's clothes, she didn't shake it away, and he was relieved.

   I don't know what the prince thought again, he shook Wen Xien's sleeve slightly, with a little cry: "He hit me, it hurts here."

  Rong stretched out the white and tender palms, a large piece of red.

   Wen Xien's heart moved, and he turned around to see which minion without long eyes had knocked down the fool.

   Unlike the prince who was surrounded by the stars and the moon, the small boy silently climbed up. He should have fallen to his knees. His standing posture was a bit strange. He lowered his head and looked gloomy and unpleasant.

  [Wen Xien wants to cry but has no tears: You said it was a coincidence, who was bad for bumping into? Happened to hit the protagonist! ]

  [System: What are you afraid of? You only need to set the vicious male supporting character to stand up and become his white moonlight in the process of dying, and you are almost done. ]

  [Wen Xien: ...You said it simply, there is something for you! ]

   There was a burning pain in the knee, Rong Yiqing raised his eyes quietly, and slammed into the boy's unwavering eyes.

   Unlike the fiery infatuation he had seen in his previous life, the boy's eyes were like December's ice, cold to the bone.

  The boy's brows and eyes are still tender and young, but every move is full of pride and dignity. She is dressed in white, like a fairy in the world.

  Rong Yiqing slowly folded his five fingers, his fingernails digging into the flesh in the palm of his hand, and blood flowed down his fingers, but he didn't seem to feel it.

   Just being seen by a young man like this, can't you stand it?

   That simple look can make him tremble.

  The two eunuchs rudely dragged him to the prince, and his footsteps were unsteady, and he fell into the young man's feet.

The goal of    was the pair of delicate and clean boots, but the boy seemed to dislike it and immediately took a step back.

  [Wen Xien weeps and chirps: woo... I'm done, the protagonist lays down at my feet as soon as the scene begins, oh my life! ]

  [The system hates that iron cannot become steel: you will be the one who will play the protagonist in the future! That's why you're scared? ]

  [Wen Xien: ...I don't want to be bitten by a dog without a bone left. ]

  [The system snorted: Then you can do your best to become the protagonist's Bai Yueguang, maybe it will be merciful and let you go. ]

   Tomorrow at four watch

   (end of this chapter)