The emperor's teacher (7)_1

Chen Qingyu, who was holding the little girl's hand, was silent.

The young man's cold and delicate eyebrows were unreadable, and his thin cherry red lips were pursed, making it impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

After eunuch Li left, he lowered his eyes and asked.

"You're Chu yanhuan?"

The little girl nodded her head obediently and blinked her black eyes.

The young man suddenly laughed, his thin red lips curved into a mocking arc. He suddenly let go of the little girl's hand and said in a light voice.

"No, your name is Chu Yao, and your title is Yan Huan."

His voice gradually lowered, and there was an inexplicable sense of grievance. ... Are you still going to hide it from me?"

Chu yanhuan was shocked. "Let me explain ..."

He hurriedly went up to hold onto a corner of the other party's clothes, but his fingers were pried open one by one by the young man's movements were still gentle.