Chapter 2863: Step by Step Jinghong: The Family of Emperors Who Have Been in Love Since Ancient Times (4)

Ranbai paused for two seconds, turned sideways, and his black eyes fell on the slender figure who was casually leaning against the window not far away.

King Jin Mo Liyan was dressed in an ice silk black embroidered silver-patterned brocade suit, mysterious cloud sleeves, and a jade crown tied with hair, lining a face that looked like a fairy.

now,

Those amorous and indifferent Danfeng eyes fell on the dyed white body lightly, and the light smudged in from the lattice window quickly annihilated in his eyes, and the color of the eyes was deep and distant.

Meeting those eyes, Ranbai's expression did not fluctuate in any surprises, he just said, "Obvious."

"Heh..." Mo Liyan seemed to laugh, and he walked slowly towards Zhuo's case, as if muttering to himself, "It's a pity that I wish you well."

"It's not blessing, it's death." The girl corrected indifferently, wearing elegant white clothes.

If Mo Liyan really responded, there would be only one final outcome.

die.

"So?" Mo Liyan didn't care, Yin Hong thin lips evoked a strange and slightly cool arc, and sat there, without looking at Ranbai again, casually flipping through the books on the desk in front of him.

"King Jin is smart, I want to know why I came here."

Mo Liyan didn't raise his head, his expression was slack, and while flipping through the book, he said, "If that's the case, go back."

"Aren't King Jin curious about the mastermind behind the scenes?"

"It doesn't matter who the people who want to kill this king are. It doesn't matter whether you confirm it or not."

Mo Liyan's expression was a little indifferent. He didn't waste time to see an assassin for these reasons. If she can only say such meaningless things, then Quan thinks he has the wrong person.

"I can help you." The girl's voice was calm and calm.

"A mere assassin, what can I do to help this king?" Mo Liyan's fair fingertips gently rubbed a page in the book, his movements were elegant and gentle, deep and restrained, and his tone was half-smiling for a moment: "Murder?"

"But this assassin is not an ordinary assassin, she knows a lot." This is due to the fact that the prince attached great importance to the original owner and was trained as a confidant, but it was a pity that something went wrong later.

If anyone in this world knows the original owner's feelings for Mo Yelei besides the original owner himself, then there is another one——

It was Mo Yelei.

"Don't you need a pawn on the spot?"

"If Mo Yelei knew that I wasn't dead, I would be by your side..." Ranbai looked at him, his sharp eyes met Mo Liyan's just raised eyes, and asked him inexplicably, very calmly: "He What will you do?"

Mo Liyan: "Not enough."

Ranbai approached the table, stopped in front of the man, leaned closer with one hand, and opened his lips lightly: "Intelligence transaction."

"Cooperation, I will assist you.

"

"The girl seemed to be loyal before, would you rather die than move?" Mo Liyan was finally willing to take his eyes off the book and asked with great interest.

Do you cooperate?

She abandoned the prince to assist him.

But……

It also depends on whether he wants it or not.

That is the original owner.

not me.

Of course, the dyed white face will definitely not say that, "It's just to live." Her tone was light, and she said coldly and wisely: "Who doesn't want to live."

Having said that,

But the girl's eyes did not have any thoughts of life or fear of death, and it was cold like the middle of the night.

That tone didn't seem to be talking about things related to his own life and death, but rather like narrating and evaluating strangers.

Ranbai stared at him, got a little closer, opened his lips lightly, and spit out three words silently.

- Wei Pingsheng.

Intelligence transactions.

Mo Liyan understood who the girl was talking about. The name made him squinted at the long, narrow and long phoenix eyes. Leaning back, that beautiful and beautiful face was expressionless at the moment, and he did not hide it at all. The scrutiny eyes fell on the girl, and she looked at it coldly and wantonly.

His eyes were very pale, as if looking at a corpse.

a long time.

The young prince put down the scroll in his hand with his slender and beautiful fingers, and let out a sigh of relief, with the same tone as before: "I'll give you the answer tonight."

"The seventh day of the first month." Mo Liyan knocked on the table, making a neither light nor heavy sound, and call out a name indifferently.

Suddenly, someone outside the study responded.

"Take her down and find a guest room." Although this was said to the seventh day, Mo Liyan's eyes fell on the girl, and he never moved away, as if he was staring at the prey, dormant in the The hunter in the dark night reveals some kind of immediate danger, and the half-curved arc of his thin lips is cruel.

Dyeing Bai achieved his goal, and he didn't stay for a while, turned around and walked out.

"Girl, please." As soon as you leave the study, you can see the seventh day of the first day guarding there, with a baby face that looks young, and the old man nods coldly to Ranbai.

In response to the change in this matter, the seventh day of the first month did not have the slightest curiosity, and led the way to Ranbai in silence all the way.

Finally stopped in a room.

After delivering the person on the seventh day of the first lunar month, he immediately came back and stood silently in the study.

Mo Liyan gently turned two pages of the book, and on the dense black words, he uncontrollably remembered the pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes just now.

Very perfect eye shape, and the solitary look in his eyes is even more exciting.

Thinking of this, Mo Liyan stared at the ancient book with dark and deep eyes, his eyes deepened a little, and after a slight pause for two seconds, he suddenly opened his mouth in a quiet study.

Difficult to distinguish between joy and anger, evil and lazy.

"Seventh day."

"Subordinates are here."

"You said, what about that person's eyes?"

The seventh day was stuck.

He didn't expect the master to ask himself such a question. As for who the "that person" was in the master's mouth, he knew very well in the seventh day of the first year.

It's just too cold.

Getting such an answer, Mo Liyan was not surprised, instead he hooked his thin lips with interest, and his fair fingers supported his beautiful forehead.

The next second, he said thoughtfully: "I don't know how it will be cut out to watch it."

The tone is calm and understated.

Seventh day: "..."

He knew that the master was not joking.

But he thought about it for a long time, but he didn't know what to say.

Mo Liyan is indeed serious.

But after thinking about it, when all the emotions dissipated in the eyes, only the empty shell remained.

It doesn't seem perfect either.

Only live on that person.

"That's all." Mo Liyan spit out two words, and then said something that was incomprehensible: "Go and invite Chu Qingyu over."

Chu Qi bowed his head: "Yes."

"Yo, don't ask, I won't come here." Chu Qingyu just walked to the door of the study, when he heard something vaguely coming from inside, he immediately laughed, pushed the door and walked in.

He was in his twenties, handsome and star-studded, dressed in a sky blue robe, his complexion became more and more fair, his clothes were well-dressed, gentle and elegant.

Seeing this on the seventh day of the first lunar month, I wanted to retire silently.

Mr. Chu is one of the master's powerful subordinates. He specializes in medicine and poison. He is a veritable master of poison medicine.