Chapter 2904: Step by Step Jinghong: Since Ancient Times, the Family of Emperors with Little Affection (Forty-Five)

Seeing that there was nothing else to do, Ranbai was too lazy to stay in the study, and turned to leave.

In that next second-

Something was thrown directly behind her, and a perfect throwing line was drawn in the air, with a faint glow, and a faint smell of blood!

Extremely fast, accompanied by strength.

Mo Liyan used force, the porcelain bottle smashed against the figure with extremely strong impact, without the slightest buffer, there was a sound of breaking the air!

It's just a single ordinary porcelain bottle, but in his hand it seems to be able to turn into a sharp blade, and the cold light is awe-inspiring.

Ranbai turned around in an instant, caught it with a nimble and neat hand, slender pale fingers clenched the porcelain vase, the joints were faintly white, she stood there steadily, motionless.

Mo Liyan looked at this scene coldly like a bystander, and there seemed to be a wicked smile in his eyes, a kind of aloof indifference.

really……

Are you doing well?

Ranbai slowly released his hand, spread out his palm, and glanced at it.

In the white and slender hands lay a green porcelain bottle quietly,

I don't know what was in it, but it gave off a faint smell of blood, as if it had been infected with blood.

ominous connotation.

She picked it up with the other hand, and the hand holding the porcelain vase just now turned deep red due to the violent impact, faintly blue and purple, and there was a kind of piercing pain that spread to the joints.

in his hands,

A fine blue and white porcelain vase is better than a sharp iron arrow.

After getting a result, Mo Liyan slowly stretched Liuyun's sleeves, and finally opened his mouth, with a casual tone: "This month's antidote for Mind Control Gu."

Counting it up,

Tomorrow is fifteen.

It is understandable that Mo Liyan is now giving her the antidote.

But the action just now was more like testing her in the name of an antidote.

"You can go." Looking at the people who were still standing there, Mo Liyan said in a lukewarm tone that he no longer cared about all the things in front of him.

Ranbai played with the porcelain vase in her hand, the other hand was sore and unable to hang down by her side, she didn't care, she held the vase in her hand, her eyes were calm and flat, and she left.

Wei Xinglie asked, "Sir, are you really at ease with Ling Bai?"

Mo Liyan gave such an answer in a very light tone: "No, it is to make the best use of everything."

He picked out a grape at random from the fruit bowl, bit it slowly between his thin lips, his lips were sweet and bewitching, indescribably sexy, but because of his unapproachable coldness, he didn't dare to look at it more.

After swallowing it, the delicate and sexy Adam's apple rolled slightly, Mo Liyan clapped his hand, and said to Chu Qingyu, "Give the poison to her, and it will be useful to her."

Chu Qingyu hesitated, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Isn't it really love?"

Mo Liyan made a move.

He slowly raised his eyes, his eyes were surprisingly pale, and fell on Chu Qingyu indifferently, "On the seventh day of the first year, let Mr. Chu choose, is there a deep sea suitable for him to bury in this capital."

"No, no, no! I'm joking!" Chu Qingyu expressed his strong desire to survive, and immediately flattered him angrily: "Sir, don't mind, treat me as if I didn't say anything."

"My lord, recently, the crown prince has been trying to win me over, and he has given me a lot of gold and silver jewelry." Wei Xinglie said solemnly, "According to your view, what should it be like?"

"Can you accept it?" Mo Liyan asked lightly.

"Naturally not." Wei Xinglie said sternly: "I am loyal to the adults, how could I be involved with the prince."

"If you give it away again in the future, just keep it." Mo Liyan smiled half-smilingly, with a sinister and handsome face, "If you give it to your door in vain, why refuse it."

Wei Xinglie was stunned for a while, but he still felt...that makes sense.

the next day,

Although today is a flower viewing banquet, the heaven is not beautiful. The sky in Chujing has been cloudy since last night, and the gathered dark clouds have always hovered above the sky, covering the sky and the sun, blocking the sun and preventing light from leaking out. .

Rao was daytime, and it was also very dim, the air was slightly cold, and the cool wind carrying moisture was blowing on the body, slightly cold.

This wind and rain lasted for a whole night, and it was not necessarily a torrential downpour, but it was even more disturbing.

Prince's Mansion.

The carriages were parked all over the place, and there was an endless stream of people entering the Prince's Mansion.

After all, it is an invitation to enjoy flowers from the prince of a country today, who would have the heart to refuse it?

Even if it is for superficial skills, I will go there.

But what they probably didn't expect was that

this banquet,

Even the other princes came.

Not too grand.

"Third brother, seventh brother." Prince Mo Yelei had broad eyebrows, wearing a pale golden prince's suit, and his facial features were upright. He stepped forward to say hello, and looked at the cold and cold figure next to him, vaguely. Hooking her lips: "Looks like Miss Lingbai is here at Gu's invitation."

Ranbai and Mo Liyan stood together, listening to the prince's words, nodded expressionlessly.

beside.

Mo Rongxuan raised his eyebrows, with a smile that was always warm and jade-like on his face. Looking at such a scene, he looked like he was smiling, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The banquet has not officially started.

Now you can still walk around the Prince's Mansion at will.

Inside the Prince's Mansion,

Hundreds of flowers are in full bloom, and they are full of beauty and beauty, just like a roll of beautiful paintings in the world.

Even if they are not in the sun, they are beautiful, and they are swaying from side to side with the wanton cool wind.

Mo Liyan stood sideways under the gardenias, shrouded in shadows, his expression was indifferent, he stretched out his hand and tore off a piece of white gardenia petals, playing with his cold fingertips, his voice was low and without warmth: "I know the study room. where?"

Ranbai looked at him with slanted eyes, and got a little closer to the man. She could smell the clean and pleasant fragrance of this man, mixed with the fragrance of gardenias, and it seemed that the wind was swirling. After a pause, he stared at the piece of gardenia petals in Mo Liyan's hands, and said softly that he knew.

Hearing this answer, Mo Liyan didn't ask any more questions, but just let go of his hand casually, and the white, frost-stained gardenias drifted along with the breeze to an unknown direction.

Most of the people who came to this banquet were young talents, Miss Qianjin, and there were no important officials in the court.

What makes Mo Yelei more proud recently is that Wei Pingsheng had already joined him yesterday, and he said that he would help him get that position, and Wei Yinyu was also in this banquet.

After the incident at the Colosseum last time, Wei Yinyu has been thinking about the last question in her mind, but when she thinks about it, she can't help but think of the handsome and noble man in the dim light.

When she knew about this banquet, Wei Yinyu didn't expect to see that person. Her eyes quickly flashed with joy, and even her eyes seemed to be flickering with something.

The graceful figure in Xuanyi is long and jade standing under the gardenia tree, the branches, leaves and petals are intertwined, casting a beautiful shadow, gently outlining the profile of the man's stern and stern face, interweaving a cold and evil beauty. .

But this kind of heart froze after seeing the eyes next to him.

Wei Yinyu pursed her lips lightly and remained silent.

She looked in that direction so quietly, watching the cold and ascetic young prince brush away the gardenia petals that fell on the girl's shoulders like a random move. Happened and walked straight in the other direction.

Maybe it's an intuition,

Wei Yinyu always felt that King Jin, who seemed to be cold and cold, was slightly different when he treated the girl.

It seems trivial, or even impossible to capture, but it really exists.

Maybe such a small difference...

Before Mo Liyan himself even realized it, he had already missed it.