Chapter 107 The Emperor's Intention

verb: move. A long hair like a curtain of water flowed behind him, dragged directly on the ground with the white robe, the white and black were organically interlaced, but they were all cool tones, the contrast was more vivid and more thrilling.

As expected, he was wearing a mask, an ice mask that covered his entire face. Not an inch of his facial skin could be seen, but only a pair of eyes behind the mask. To be exact, only Seeing the other party's extremely black eyes, he couldn't even see the shape of his eyes.

He just sat there, surrounded by snow and ice, and he couldn't tell his age or beauty. If it weren't for his tall and straight, Ning Xuemo could hardly tell whether he was a man or a woman--

Ning Xuemo has never seen someone who looks so cold in his life, and it makes people feel as cold to the bone at a glance.

It was obviously midsummer at this time, so it should be very hot in the house.

But the emperor was sitting there, and the faint aura radiated out, making the entire palace like an ice cave, and the cold wind was whistling above his head!

Isn't this Emperor Venerable a thousand-year-old snow monster? Why is it so cold? !

Ning Xuemo couldn't help wrapping his clothes, and when he looked at the people serving the emperor, his heart moved again.

The people around Emperor Zun were all handsome boys, all of them looked like red children painted, and they were very hilarious. Among them was the boy who did justice for her in the first place. He stood by the emperor's side and stood quietly, pursing his mouth slightly without saying a word.

These boys are obviously very lovable, but their faces are all straight, as cold as the emperor. But the girls who were accompanying them all stood far away and did not come forward.

Obviously they are of a lively age, but standing here like an old pedant and acting as a sculpture, wasted! Ruined!

Ning Xuemo secretly shook her head, she frowned secretly.

Suddenly she felt a gaze swept towards her, she raised her head subconsciously, and met the gaze of the familiar boy.

Ning Xuemo remembered his kindness, and nodded slightly to him, the corners of his lips curled up.

The boy's eyes were like black crystals, his eyes were calm, he stared at Ning Xuemo for a moment, then looked away, and still stood with his eyes down.

Ning Xuemo didn't care, and sighed again in her heart.

When he was in the square that time, although this child was also aloof, he was still somewhat popular. Now standing next to Emperor Zun, but there is not even a trace of living popularity...

It seems that this ice sculpture disease is contagious.

This icy cold obviously also made Emperor Lexuan uncomfortable. He secretly operated the mind power protection in his body and was barely able to speak without incident. Naturally, he made another eloquent phrase.

The Emperor was sitting there, his eyes slightly lowered, and he didn't know if he heard it or not.

Looking from Ning Xuemo's angle, he could only see his long black eyelashes. Emperor Lexuan's warm welcome speech didn't get him a single word.

This emperor has not been here for decades, and now he suddenly came to the palace with great fanfare. He must have some business, right?

Now, he doesn't say a word, and he acts as an ice sculpture here. He doesn't eat or drink, and he doesn't meet him. Could it be that he is pretending to be cool and showing his awesome presence?

Ning Xuemo was suspicious and glanced at Emperor Lexuan again. Somewhat surprised.

Emperor Lexuan's face was blue and his lips were white. Although he still stood up straight, his robes trembled slightly, and there was even a faint frost on his forehead. This look is clearly extremely cold!