Chapter 2893: Jinghong Step by Step: The Family of Emperors Who Have Been in Love Since Ancient Times (Thirty-Four)

"As for now, the emperor has returned to the palace to rest."

Mo Liyan nodded slightly, his expression was cold and indifferent, and he didn't react at all. He knew even more that Mo Qingcang would not give up on this matter, but just casually waited for the eunuch director's next statement.

The chief eunuch could smell the bloody smell emanating from the prince's body. He was very familiar with this smell, and it seemed that the wound was quite serious.

The eunuch chief thought in his heart, and couldn't help but secretly raised his head and glanced up. From the bottom to the top, he saw that drops of dark red blood dripped down on the ground of the palace along the prince's fair and slender fingertips. It has been infected with blood, but because of the black clothes, it is not too obvious to see, but it is shocking enough.

He thought about the emperor's next order and gritted his teeth. Although he couldn't bear it, he was also a terrible person after all. I want to see King Jin when I wake up."

"So, since King Trouban Jin has already gone back, there is no need to return to the palace tonight. Kneel outside the imperial study and wait for the emperor's summons. The emperor will come in the morning tomorrow."

"This is the decree of the Holy Spirit." The eunuch said under pressure. What Mo Qingcang said at that time was even more embarrassing. Naturally, he did not dare to change the words directly, so he could only speak to Mo Liyan as much as possible.

The young prince looked at the imperial study in the darkness in front of him with no emotion, the dark darkness in the depths of his eyes, and he could not see the slightest light and shadow.

The chief eunuch smiled and stepped aside.

On the icy slate outside the grand and solemn imperial study hall, the dark night is tiled, and the cold wind is refreshing.

There was only a single figure kneeling straight outside the hall, tough and calm, and did not appear embarrassed, because his extravagant body was like an ancient sword that had been covered in dust for a long time.

Occasionally there were palace people passing by, but they didn't dare to take a look in the direction of the study room, let alone look at the people kneeling there. They didn't even dare to breathe much, and hurried away with their heads lowered.

this kneeling,

Just one night.

Mo Liyan knew in his heart that Mo Qingcang had been looking for various points against him. Now that he has made mistakes and made mistakes, Mo Qingcang will definitely not let this go. He had expected it before he came here. Speaking of, kneeling in the study is really simple.

From the darkness of night to the dawn of dawn, the long time passed minute by minute, and the ink color integrated into the capital of Chu State slowly faded away as if filtered by clear water.

The first ray of sunlight appeared at dawn, jumping on the man's hair tied by a jade crown, on his cold and beautiful shoulder line, and on his eyelashes, but it couldn't fall into those dark and deep eyes. Hitomi, there is no warmth at all.

The dark red blood fell on the ground tick and tick, and gathered a large piece of blood on the slate. Then his black shirt was stained red with blood, and the color was darker, and there was a thrilling sense of bewitchment!

Mo Liyan's kneeling posture is always straight,

He never showed any signs of bending, his face was too pale, as if all the blood had been emptied, his icy eyes stared at the imperial study in front of him, biting the tip of his tongue fiercely, blood raging in his mouth, forcing himself to keep his brain. sober and calm, forcing himself not to pass out due to the spread of toxicity.

If he really fell here, the charge of disobedience in front of the hall would not be able to escape.

Mo Liyan was thinking calmly, even though Ling Chi's body was tormenting every nerve that was shaking violently due to the spread of toxicity, he didn't show any signs of it, and even had the mind to analyze the current situation and what he should do next. .

The eunuch chief retreated not far away, under the order of Mo Qingcang, he had been staring at such a scene all night, and he had to admire this man's ability to kneel here and not fall even though he was seriously injured. Chu Jing couldn't find the second one either.

such a pity,

How could it be unfortunate to share the family background behind such a mother and biological mother!

At that time, more than 400 Lin family's lives were stained with blood in Chujing, the whole family was copied, and the nine clans were executed. It was the most profound and cruel picture engraved in the deepest memory.

He was only lucky to survive such a prince who was raised in the deep palace, but unfortunately he also became the thorn in the eyes of His Majesty the most hated and hated.

The king wants his ministers to die,

The minister had to die.

The chief eunuch stepped back silently and turned back to the direction of the emperor's bedroom.

Mo Qingcang slowly got up from the bedroom, then dressed himself under the service of the palace servants, and then went to attend the morning court. The emperor spent a lot of time in the morning court, soaking the blood of many ministers' scolding before he announced the next court with a sullen face. , On the way back, he thought about it, what came to his mind, and asked the servants beside him: "Is Mo Liyan still kneeling outside the imperial study?"

"If you go back to the emperor, King Jin has already knelt all night." The eunuch chief lowered his eyebrows and pleaded with his eyes: "King Jin seems to be badly injured, and he is still bleeding. If he kneels like this, something will really happen, Your Majesty. "

Mo Qingcang half-squinted his eyes and glanced at the bright white sunlight on the horizon. He expected that the time was almost there, and it was time to meet someone, so he said, "Then go to the imperial study room to have a look."

The emperor turned from the Golden Palace to the Imperial Study Room, and in about a quarter of an hour, he could see the solitary figure in black clothes from far and near. Killing intent.

It's not dead,

It's really big, and it's capable.

Pity.

Mo Qingcang thought about it, and without looking at the figure outside the hall, he strode directly into the imperial study, the bright yellow embroidered golden dragon on the corner of his clothes symbolized the most supreme power in the world.

"The emperor let you in." The eunuch chief stopped beside Mo Liyan and said in a low voice.

Mo Liyan closed his eyes, he looked at the imperial study in front of him, and stood up slowly, silently and coldly, without saying a word.

At the moment of getting up, he stumbled slightly because of the continuous pain on his knees all night, and his body swayed for a moment, as if he would collapse in front of the hall at any time.

Just when the chief eunuch was startled and wanted to reach out to help, the slender and stern figure stood firm again.

Mo Liyan just paused, his fingers with clear and smooth knuckles were hidden under the black sleeves, and the knuckles were terrifyingly pale. In the white light, the whole person seems to be in the dark, walking forward step by step, very slow, very stable, as always aloof and indifferent.

The head eunuch was stunned for a while, and the fingers that had just stretched out in mid-air retracted again. He glanced at the dried blood on the ground with a complicated expression, and the red blood gathered again. Finally, he looked at the cold and calm man. The figure sighed deeply.