Chapter 2892: Jinghong Step by Step: The Family of Emperors Who Have Been in Love Since Ancient Times (Thirty-Three)

"Naturally it can come." Ranbai was still asking, "So what's the matter?"

Mo Liyan's expression became even colder, and even the surrounding aura was gloomy, like the dark sky where the wind and rain were about to come, and he glanced at the dyed white eyes.

Then he sneered suddenly, took out the snow-white brocade and wiped the unfamiliar touch on the palm of his hand. It's crushing the girl.

Finally, after throwing Jinpa, he said, "It seems that you are quite self-aware."

"Just like you are now, this king can't count on you to do anything." Mo Liyan's eyes swept around Ranbai's body, his heart was very irritable, and his face became more and more cold: "Naturally there is no need to say more."

"Yeah." Ranbai looked at the knocked down door, and thought about something else: "I kicked your study, King Jin, you kicked the door of Zhaoyun Pavilion again, are we two clear?"

"Every flower and tree in Prince Jin's mansion belongs to this prince. Now you have to tell this prince clearly?" Mo Liyan sneered as if he heard something funny, "Is the poisonous attack that made you confused?"

He took a leisurely look at the messy scene around him, and finally looked at the wound on Ranbai's body, which was drawn with a dagger by himself. He could see that Mo Liyan's thin lips evoked a three-point mocking arc, There is some irony: "Okay, Ling Bai, you are quite good at playing."

Ranbai didn't have the heart to argue with Mo Liyan about this, she said plainly: "Your Highness has won the prize."

Mo Liyan told her word for word: "Don't die, your life belongs to this king, understand?"

He suddenly thought of something, as if on a whim, his eyes raised a sinister arc, and he said to her in a low and cold voice: "Say something to this king."

"What do you want to hear?"

Without any hesitation, Mo Liyan leaned over and half-kneeled in front of her, dignified and elegant to the extreme in indifference, stared into the girl's eyes, and said in a straightforward tone, "Never betray the Jin Palace."

The thought and value he spent on her had exceeded Mo Liyan's budget, which was unexpected. Mo Liyan always hated accidents the most.

Ranbai approached slightly, and his breath was cold: "Why is this sentence?"

Mo Liyan told her that there was no reason.

The fifteenth crescent moon is very round, the moonlight is very white, and the moonlight is also very gentle, jumping from the half-open window lattice of the room to the ground, jumping and mottled.

In the white eyes, the moonlight immersed in them and rippled, and the Hao Po was shaking.

She said, "Never betray—"

Spit out a word.

"you."

A very short and bland sentence.

Let her say a word,

Also changed a few words.

Gee.

It doesn't sound like a difference though.

In general, Mo Liyan was still somewhat satisfied, so he rarely showed a faint smile. Between the light and mist of the lamp and the gentle moonlight, he seemed to be the third kind of beauty in the world.

"It's so good." He didn't stingy praise, his thin lips evoked a slight arc, and some evil spirits flowed in it, as if he was coaxing a pet-like gift to say such a sentence, his voice was low and soft. Magnetic, slightly dumb, and very nice.

After getting the answer he wanted, Mo Liyan stood up with one hand on the armrest on the red sandalwood seat, and said calmly, "This is the effect of mind control Gu, it will be your first priority. The first oath after the attack of the second gu poison produces spirituality."

"That is to say—" Mo Liyan smiled calmly: "Ling Bai, don't betray this king."

"If this king doesn't kill you, you will also die." At this time, he was suddenly gentle, as if it was an illusion, but it was addictive, and the smiles in the eyes of Ling Zhaidan were nothing but phoenixes in the end. False, the emperor's family smile is also cold and ruthless.

"King Jin is quite willing." Ranbai thought about it rationally, is it not a loss to waste such a good thing on her?

If it were her,

She will at least choose someone who is more powerful to the overall situation and interests. She does not feel that Mo Liyan has any absolute value in her use.

Mo Liyan glanced at her indifferently, said a word to go, and then walked out of the room without any nostalgia, with a straight and handsome back, and the icy black clothes were extraordinarily self-cultivating.

Ranbai stared at the man's back, then glanced at the blood on the ground, and paused a little.

Finally determined.

The blood is his.

This person is injured.

Such thoughts flashed in his mind for a moment, and then disappeared.

After Mo Liyan came out of King Jin's mansion, he went directly to the palace to resume his life. He knew that because of the delay, Mo Qingcang would not let him go easily, but he was not in a hurry to enter the palace.

The night is deep now,

The fifteenth moon became brighter and brighter, and the stars circled the new moon.

And Mo Liyan walked along the palace road with red tiles and white walls, all the way to the outside of the study that belonged to the emperor.

He walked calmly and gracefully, every step was calm and steady, raised his right hand expressionlessly and pressed the wound on his left shoulder, blood seeped out from the gauze and stained on his fingertips.

In fact, the wound has always been very painful, but Mo Liyan has long been used to it, and it is not uncommon to show any weakness in front of others. Even if he died half his life, he could be indifferent for a while.

The pain of the rolling flesh was unbearable, but he didn't seem to be able to feel it.

It's not that Mo Liyan is bored, but the poison on the hidden weapon has already begun to spread uncontrollably. It's not a poison of severe pain. The pain of neglect, even the consciousness seems dim and heavy, and the pain is sharp in the mind, as if there are long needles piercing finely, and there is a faint feeling of uncontrollable.

There is no time to detoxify.

He can't fall either.

You can only make yourself sane enough in this way.

The blood stained half of his shoulders red, against the fair complexion, there was an indescribable and thrilling beauty, like a death god who came out of hell and was reborn from ashes.

in front of the library,

Obviously,

Someone has been waiting for him to come.

"King Jin, you are here." The head eunuch looked at the figure walking step by step, squinting to meet him.

"Where's your royal father?" Mo Liyan glanced at the study room, there was no trace of light and shadow in it, the lights had been turned off, but someone was still waiting for him here, he coldly retracted his gaze and asked.

The eunuch chief thought about Mo Qingcang's instructions, and said to Mo Liyan, "Your Majesty was here to wait for you, King Jin. But I heard that you actually took the initiative to disobey the will and returned to the mansion without permission as soon as you returned to Beijing. The emperor's Longyan is furious, King Jin, you also know about disrespecting the will..."