The thin boy sat by the window, holding his chin to look at the darkness outside the palace.

There was a slight sound of breaking through the air behind him.

"master."

The man in black, covered in black, knelt on the ground, bowing his head to obey the order.

The boy put down his hands holding his chin, his light brown eyes turned around, and the candlelight reflected in the hall, and his light brown pupils were stained with a faint warm light.

The ink hair is not tied up, it is spread behind her, swaying slightly in the wind.

The collar of the clothes is slightly open, and you can vaguely see the beautiful collarbone, extending to the arc under the collar, which is fascinating.

"No one was discovered?"

The young man's gentle voice flowed in the hall.

The night breeze blew in outside the window, the candlelight shook slightly, and the young man's shadow also swayed, swaying like rootless duckweed in the wind and rain.

The atmosphere in the hall was inexplicably depressed and heavy.

"Master, don't worry, I didn't fight them." The man in black replied respectfully.

After a pause, the man in black said again: "I don't understand a little."

The boy seemed to know what he was asking. The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and no one could see the slight curve. His index finger was raised and placed on his bright red lips.

The man in black knew that he was more righteous and that this was not what he should ask.

All he has to do is execute the master's command.

"Go down."

"yes."

The man in black retreated respectfully.

The boy's fair fingertips passed through his lips and looked at the swaying candlelight.
Chapter completed!