Chapter 2891: Jinghong Step by Step: The Family of Emperors Who Have Been in Love Since Ancient Times (32)

Wei Xinglie gritted his teeth angrily, but there was no way to stop such a thing, thinking in his heart how important it is to wait for the adults to make such irrational actions!

Mo Liyan, who was far away, rode his horse all the way back to Prince Jin's mansion.

After about half an hour,

Mo Liyan broke into Zhaoyun Pavilion with a cold and gloomy expression.

"Master?" Ruo Lian had been guarding outside Zhaoyun Pavilion, she saw such a straight and arrogant figure rushing into the pavilion, and she cried out in surprise.

Didn't the master take action tonight, why did he come back early?

"Where's Ling Bai?" Mo Liyan spoke impatiently, his voice restrained and hoarse, as if quenched by ice.

Ruo Lian was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, she hurriedly said, "Miss, Miss, she's inside, uh, master, you don't have to worry, Miss took the antidote for Gu poison, it shouldn't be a problem."

At that moment, Mo Liyan's sharp eyes shot over, "Where did she get the antidote?"

"Ah?" Ruo Lian still didn't respond, and murmured, "Did you not give it to her, Master? I see that Miss seems to be fine..."

Ruo Lian smelled the bloody smell on the man's body and was a little nervous: "Master, are you injured?!"

Mo Liyan didn't care about this nonsense, let alone the meaningless question of Ruo Lian. He walked to the door, knocked on the door with his slender fingers, and gave a cold and high command: "Ling Bai, open the door."

There was no sound from the room, and no response.

Mo Liyan frowned, and the last bit of patience was exhausted. He turned cold, took a step back, and then raised his leg and kicked the door hard!

Ruo Lian was stunned.

After the door was kicked open, Mo Liyan walked in directly, looked inside, and directly bumped into the girl sitting on the seat in the inner room.

A room full of mess,

The things on the table were completely knocked over, the tea was spilled on the ground, and the broken pieces of porcelain were lying on the ground alone, and blood was flowing down.

The girl, dressed in white, was exceptionally cool and fragile, her back was stretched and straight, and there was no sign of bending at all. She was lonely and lonely.

You can see her restrained and forbearing expression, she looks really calm, like a blood-sucking noble who is about to fall asleep, her face is too pale, without the slightest blood color, Mo Liyan can see that because of the girl's rapid breathing. The undulating neckline, the dark blue blood vessels are obvious.

Look at her calm look,

It was hard to imagine what inhuman and sharp pain she was enduring.

The young prince stood there,

His eyes were dark, and he looked from top to bottom, as if he was examining the damaged parts of his belongings.

He glanced at the dagger in the girl's hand and a few bloody wounds with some displeasure, stopped in front of Ranbai, and stared at her condescendingly. He didn't care what the girl was currently enduring, but asked casually. A topic completely unrelated to this matter: "Why not open the door?"

"Why do you have to open it?" Ranbai finally opened his eyes, clutching the dagger in one hand, and asked her in a hoarse voice.

Such whitening,

It is unseen fragility.

Mo Liyan suddenly felt a little strange, he slowly knelt down on one knee and halfway, one hand rested on his knee at will, while the other hand lightly pinched the pale and slender chin of the girl, his eyes were dyed white quietly. Turning around on his face, the cold fingertips rubbed the girl's side face, as if rubbing a delicate and fragile porcelain, gentle but also cold.

He asked her in a lukewarm tone, "Ling Bai, do you want an antidote?"

The young prince looked at her calmly, those long, narrow and evil Danfeng eyes with a plausible smile, his eyes were cold but not warm, the dark pupils fell into the girl's restrained pale expression, but there was no pity in his eyes. , and even repeated it again in a very plain and noble tone: "Do you need an antidote?"

Do not know why.

Ranbai suddenly laughed, like the moment when the frost melted into the snow, but unfortunately the smile was not warm. She stretched out another intact right hand and tightly clamped the man's fair and cold wrist, restraining her. Mo Liyan's actions.

The icy black sleeves brushed against the fingertips that were stained white, it was very cold, and even in a trance, it felt like a sharp blade-like scratch.

She stared at Mo Liyan and said, "So, did King Jin come here to ask such a meaningless question?"

Mo Liyan let out a snort and glanced at the wrist that was clasped in, rather annoyed and lightly, he pulled the girl's fingers apart little by little, until the dyed white fingertips fell weakly to his side. Calmly denied this: "Of course not."

He seemed to be a little bored. He didn't have any interest until Ranbai took the initiative to soften up with him. He glanced at the tea cup and water cup that fell on the ground, then withdrew his gaze and straightened up again.

Dianbai's eyes always looked at Mo Liyan coldly, his eyes were filled with coldness.

In front of the white face,

Mo Liyan expressionlessly poured out the blood-colored repressive antidote from the porcelain bottle, and then forcefully pinched the tip of his left finger in a rude, unsympathetic manner, not even the slightest gentleness. Grabbing the girl's jaw, she force-feeds the pill in her palm into the dyed white mouth.

The few moments when the medicine was given,

The man's fair and cold palms inadvertently put on the girl's slender lips. The strange and strange touch made him complete the action of feeding the medicine more quickly. He retracted it like an electric shock, and frowned slightly .

Ranbai's reaction was stronger than Mo Liyan's. She swallowed the bloody-smelling pill unexpectedly. Her throat rolled up and down twice, and some nausea swept through her body, and she subconsciously wanted to vomit.

Mo Liyan looked at the girl's movements with a cold temperature, and was quite unhappy, and threatened: "Ling Bai, you dare to spit it out and try."

"Are you courting death?" His tone was cold, and he threw out a sentence impatiently: "This is the antidote."

The dyed white fingers pressed on the throat, because the fingertips turned a little deep crimson, which was indeed the antidote. She could feel that the pain that seemed to be invisible for a second had subsided a lot at this moment.

"King Jin came to me, is there something else?" She didn't think that Mo Liyan ran to Zhaoyun Pavilion just to give her an antidote, so she said dumbly, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Why, I can't come here if I have nothing to do?" But Mo Liyan seemed to have misunderstood what she meant, and the coldness was as cold as ice.