After a life-long private appointment with the former Domon Lord

Chapter 43

Chapter 43 Attack

    The hostility in the young man's eyes grew stronger, as if he had noticed something, he turned around suddenly.

    In the line of sight is the messy desk, densely piled up with paper scrolls, and the inkstone that has dried up and stained on the scrolls.

    One or two thin pen holders are scattered around, and the dry and frizzy tips are particularly glaring.

    This scene seemed to stab him, and Gui Lan's eyelids couldn't help jumping hard.

    Gui Lan looked down the table. There were scattered white porcelain shards on the ground and down the steps, which he just smashed in a fit of rage.

    There are so many things on the table, but when you look at it, you feel empty and sparse.

    There are so many things, but nothing suits him.

    Everything that can be smashed has been smashed, and the rest is waste.

    Gui Lan thought so coldly in his heart, stretched his arms, and brushed off everything on the table.

    The rattling sound of paper and pages falling down quickly subsided.

    The smoldering gloom between the young man's brows was hard to get rid of. He looked calm, with no expression on his face, and looked rare and peaceful.

    Apart from the rage that was about to burst out of his eyes, such a handsome young man standing here quietly is as pleasing to the eye as a painting.

    He just stood there without making a sound or moving.

    For a moment, Gui Lan felt a little bewildered.

    He is clearly unwilling, but the feeling on his body is different from the past.

    There is no steaming of anger, no rush of breath to the point of blood churning, retrograde meridians, no stagnation, ups and downs, and viscera burning.

    Returning to the unusual calm.

    In the past, when he encountered such a thing, he would never be so stable.

    Guilan is very clear about what he is.

    He seems to be born like this, tyrannical, selfish and cruel. If anyone offends him, he will retaliate a thousand times until his heart is relieved.

    Bad and stubborn, when everyone mentions him, their expressions are taboo and fear.

    Gui Lan is used to this kind of gaze.

    Until he met Mu Wushuang.

    Mu Wushuang is very strange, very stupid, and very special.

    He admitted that he both hated her and was curious about her.

    ——But no matter what, now, he was placed together.

    The young man's heavy eyes moved slowly, and his figure also moved slightly.

    Tiandao deed? interesting.

    Guilan smiled, lowered his eyelashes, and brushed his smooth and clean clothes pitifully.

    He strolled out of the hall, and the maid on duty at the door saw her and bowed to Gui Lan in fear.

    The young man's voice was gentle, with a subtle smile: "Why be so polite." The

    maid was surprised in her heart, and raised her eyes obediently, seeing Gui Lan smiling, looking in a good mood.

    It's just that the clothes on his body are extraordinary, and they are the gorgeous clothes that he wore when he was on the throne in the old days.