Chapter 2885: Jinghong Step by Step: The Family of Emperors Who Have Been in Love Since Ancient Times (Twenty-Six)

Mo Liyan's eyes gradually poured out a dark color, staring at the font that was infested with ink and wash, and suddenly a little unspeakable irritability.

This kind of emotion made his expression even colder, the corners of his eyes and brows were faintly sullen, and his thin lips were pressed into a straight line.

outside the library,

When Ranbai came over, she happened to pass by Qingfeng and came to the study. The seventh day was there. She asked, "Is Mo Liyan here? I see him."

"Miss, wait a minute." The seventh day of the first day went in alone.

Once you enter the library,

He could clearly feel the low air pressure surrounding the young prince, and even the temperature of the entire study dropped a little.

The seventh day knew,

Now the master's mood will definitely not be good, but Miss Ling Bai is still outside...

So he bowed his head and retorted, "Master, Miss Ling Bai is outside the study and wants to see you."

Mo Liyan pursed her thin lips lightly, her long eyelashes covered Sen Han's eyes, as if she hadn't heard the words of the seventh day, and continued to review official business quickly and smoothly, every opinion was extremely sharp and sharp. A burst of blood.

Even more ruthless than before, the back of the paper brought out a dazzling coldness.

On the seventh day of the first lunar month, he considered and considered in his heart, and spoke again, his voice was much lower: "Master, Ling..."

"No." Before the seventh day of the first year finished, Mo Liyan flipped through the dossier with long fingers, and spit out such a sentence coldly, without any emotional ups and downs, and he didn't even lift his eyes when he spoke.

On the seventh day of the first day, I didn't dare to speak again, after all, the mood of the master now... It really doesn't look good.

So after he silently exited, he looked at Dye Bai with some embarrassment.

He didn't know what was going on with the dyeing, plus the master was always uncertain and unpredictable, so maybe he would meet Ling Bai later.

So Chu Qi said with a sullen face: "Master is not seeing anyone right now, so Miss Ling Bai should wait first."

The dyed white figure stood there straight, with a cold and calm temperament, and nodded very calmly: "Well."

The girl, snow-clothed and black-haired, stood outside the study, with one hand hanging by her side, she took a small wrapping paper, not knowing what was inside.

summer,

It will soon enter the Futian, and the weather will become hot day by day. The sun hangs like a fireball above the blue sky, and every inch of sunlight that falls is as hot as fire.

Dyeing white was not affected in the slightest, standing outside the study very indifferently and quietly.

And this wait,

Just one day.

The sky began to dim gradually,

The orange-red light of the setting sun was instantly swallowed by the darkness, and every inch of the sky was dyed with ink.

Mo Liyan asked her to wait from the scorching sun in the morning to the night on the branches of the moon. There was no summons in the middle, and there was no sound from the study.

"Today is too late, why don't Miss Lingbai come back tomorrow?" Seeing such a scene, the seventh day couldn't bear it any longer, frowned slightly, and said such a sentence.

Ranbai refused, and his voice was very light.

"Need not."

She didn't leave, she had been standing outside the study, the dark night shrouded her, and she was surrounded by darkness, as if in shadow.

The red crepe lanterns hanging under the eaves of Prince Jin's mansion radiated a little light from the lampshade. When blown by the wind, it swayed and swayed. Brighten her eyes, but like this gradually darkening night, the darkness ends together, and there is no warmth at all.

She has not changed any posture since the beginning, and she is as straight as a sculpture of ice and snow, as if waiting patiently.

The girl's half-faced face was hidden in the darkness, and she couldn't see her expression. The light of the lantern swayed and dimly outlined her outline, and it was on and off.

The cool wind blew her face, and her hair was slightly messy, and even her sleeves were turned upside down, making her look extraordinarily thin and slender.

There is deep paranoia and stubbornness hidden in the dyed bones.

So even if you wait from dawn to dark,

Before seeing anyone,

She will not go.

On the seventh day of the first month, I couldn't bear it, thinking about what really happened, so I entered the study without authorization.

Mo Liyan has been dealing with official business for the past few days, and he has no free time. When he is focused, he looks more indifferent and cold and noble, very good-looking, and his aura is oppressive.

He knew that the seventh day came in, but he was too lazy to say a word.

Just scribbled a few bloody remarks and then changed to another one.

"Master." The seventh day was also a little difficult in such a silent atmosphere, but he still asked: "Miss Lingbai has been waiting outside for a day. Master, have you not seen her?"

Mo Liyan didn't seem to have any reaction after listening to it. He carefully reviewed some of the documents, and then tapped the desktop lightly, unmoved, with a three-point mockery in it: "Who let her outside? waited?"

The seventh day was at a loss.

Mo Liyan is impatient, and he is even less in the mood to see Ranbai. He is in a bad mood and his voice is dyed. He expresses his meaning succinctly and neatly: "No, let her go."

Five simple words.

It was said by the master with the most dignified and cold attitude, without any warmth.

Seventh day: "..."

Of course he couldn't just tell Ranbai what Mo Liyan said directly, so he used a cold and hard voice to change a very euphemistic meaning and went out to Ranbai and said, "Master is too busy, I'm afraid I don't have time to see you. "Miss, you should go back."

"No?" Ranbai raised his eyes flatly, and his voice also contained a bit of the chill of the night: "What did he say?"

The seventh day nodded.

"Is that so..." Ranbai understood, she looked at the study in front of her, slammed the corner of her lower lip, and walked over directly.

"Miss, you can't go in." Seeing the girl's movements on the seventh day of the first month, she took a step to stop her.

But what caught him completely off guard was that in a few moments, the girl in the snow coat pulled out the silver sword from his scabbard and slammed it across his neck at a speed he couldn't react at all, and the seventh day froze. , secretly startled.

He actually... had no power to fight back.

Ranbai holds a sword in one hand, cold and dangerous.

"Step aside."

She uttered two words that seemed to be quenched by ice, and regardless of Chu Qi's obstruction, she kicked open the door of the study directly under the shocked eyes of the people next to her!

Then he threw the seventh day's sword and walked in quickly.

There was such a big commotion outside, but in the study, the needle was still silent.

It is impossible for the owner to not know it, and he just doesn't care.

After Dianbai entered, seeing the slender and stern figure, he stood three steps away from Mo Liyan, stopped and looked at him.

On the seventh day of the first lunar month, he quickly chased in, but he didn't get any orders, and he didn't dare to act rashly.

There was an eerie silence in the study, a little depressing.