Chapter 1572

He did not know when, but beside his reflection in the water, there was suddenly a man's figure.

That man was wearing a black robe and had a very handsome face. His thin lips were slightly pursed and he had a dignified expression as he coldly looked at his reflection in the water.

"Who are you?" That handsome man that was like a god from the ninth heaven opened his thin lips and spoke in a cold voice. His voice was very clear and it was as pleasant as a piece of jade.

The thousand faced young master couldn't help shivering as he felt a chill run down his back.

"… …" He opened his mouth and wanted to say, I am Qianqian, but he suddenly realized that he was pretending to be mute. At the same time, he recognized who this black robed man behind him was.

He was Mo Chuan! The young and handsome emperor of the West Chu Country!

He was also one of the targets he needed to deal with in the palace. What he needed to do was, seduce him!

The thousand faced young master was pleasantly surprised, he never thought that he would meet his target so easily. He thought that he would have to wait a few more days, but now the chance had come unexpectedly …..

Under the moonlight, the fairy like girl was reflected in the water. Her black hair and snow white face, especially those eyes that were wide open because of shock, there was not a single part of her that wasn't beautiful.

There was no man in this world that wouldn't be moved when they saw this scene!

The Thousand Faced Young Master was very confident. He used his watery eyes to look at Mo Chuan, but his feet were silently moving in the direction of the pond without leaving a trace.

Suddenly, he stepped on empty air. His beautiful eyes revealed a look of panic as he looked at Mo Chuan for help. The snow white robe on his body fluttered in the wind and he fell into the pond with a beautiful posture.

Facing a beauty who lost her footing, there was no man who wouldn't reach out to save her!

The thousand faced young master's calculations were very good. He closed his eyes and waited for the young emperor to embrace him in the next moment. His plan was already half successful.

Of course, he would not throw himself into his arms so easily. He wanted to reject him, first giving him a shy and timid look, then pretending to be shocked and pushing him away. Then, he would run away and deliberately leave behind a handkerchief …

Men, they wouldn't cherish things that are obtained too easily. Only when they can't eat it will they never forget it.

He was very confident.

But in the next moment, the fake panic in his eyes became real panic. He found that the young Emperor was standing where he was, a pair of bottomless black eyes looking at him like an ancient well without any ripples. However, the Emperor's hands were behind his back and he did not move at all. He just watched as he fell into the pond.

Impossible! How could it be like this!

There must be a problem somewhere!

It was impossible for him to not reach out to save a beauty like this … …

The Thousand-Faced Young Master was alarmed and furious. Before he could figure out why, he felt a chill under his body. With a splash, he fell into the pool, creating a huge splash.

He knew how to swim, but he pretended that he didn't know how to swim at all. He struggled in the water, sometimes sinking and sometimes rising. A pair of snow-white jade-like arms stretched out of the water, matched with that pear blossom dewy face. Her eyes were filled with tears as she pitifully looked at the indifferent man on the shore.

Why was he just standing there without moving? Could it be that he saw something? That was that!