Chapter 2970: Jinghong Step by Step: The Family of Emperors Who Have Been in Love Since Ancient Times (One Hundred and Eleven)

But he himself has to wait,

No one made him wait.

So it's his own responsibility anyway.

Mo Liyan thought, he stared at the person opposite for a long time, and then lowered his eyes to look at the lantern in his hand.

After the initial uncontrollable darkness that pierced through the rationality like a swarm of poisonous ivy, he suddenly fell into the extreme calm after the anger, and he felt that the New Year's gift still had to be given.

then,

in white eyes,

The solitary and strict King Jin wearing a black cloak walked over step by step with a lantern that made her extremely disgusted after being quiet for a long time.

finally,

Stop in front of Dyeing.

"Here you are." Mo Liyan's thin lips opened lightly, and he spat out two cold and unfamiliar words. Because it was the first time he gave something like this, an indescribable uneasiness swept his whole body, and he put the lantern in his hand. Handed it over, in mid-air.

That rabbit lantern is white and beautiful, and it is just the right amount of delicacy, enough to see how much thought the owner has put into making it.

The faint halo emanating from it glowed with a slightly warm moonlight white, and the hand that was clinging to the lamp was slender and beautiful.

Ranbai lowered his eyes, his eyes narrowed a little, his red robes fluttered, staring at the lantern, the color of his eyes was hard to see through, and the black mist dazzled the light and shadow.

"Is it very similar?" Mo Liyan was also looking at the lantern, but he was looking at Dyeing Bai more.

Facing the girl who was close at hand, the anger that was brewing in his heart suddenly vanished, and the tone that had always been cool and cold was slightly calmer, and he said to Ranbai very seriously and attentively: "This is this king. I made it again according to the previous one, and the details are the same. You... see, if you don't like it, this king can make another one for you."

Just listening to the girl who had never said a word, laughed, three-point mocking, three-point ridicule, and the rest was unmoved indifference.

Listening to that laughter, it was a smile that was enough to shatter all the hot emotions, as if it could instantly cool the boiling blood, and the accelerated heartbeat began to die. Even Mo Liyan's fingertips holding the lantern froze a little.

But he didn't give up, but still whispered indifferently: "This is a New Year's gift for you. What else do you want, you can tell this king. Ling Bai, Happy New Year."

He wants to tell Ranbai a lot more.

For example, this was the first time he wished someone a Happy New Year since the Lin family incident, and it was also the first time he made a New Year's gift for someone by himself.

For example, this rabbit lantern... In fact, after watching it for a long time, it is quite cute, and it is not so unpleasant.

Another example,

He felt that she was standing in Chu Jing,

In Chang'an, there is an existence that is brighter than countless lamps.

The words rolled in his throat, astringent.

I haven't had time to say these words yet.

That very bright and bright rabbit lamp that was persistent in mid-air, after shaking twice in the wind and snow, was suddenly dyed white and turned over!

She took away the first New Year's gift that Mo Liyan wanted to give her, and then threw it away indifferently and bored, not even wanting to take a second look, as if she had thrown away so many Insignificant rubbish.

Mo Liyan's fingers that were still stretched out in the air trembled uncontrollably at that moment, as if he wanted to grab something, but he didn't grab anything, and finally he could only stop in the air.

The fiery light in his deep eyes was smashed by the sharp blade in an instant, and it was torn apart. King Jin lowered his eyes calmly and indifferently. After being silent for a while, it became cold again.

It's as if none of the emotions actually existed.

The atmosphere became deadly for a while, and even the cold wind seemed to freeze, depressed and suffocated.

Ranbai didn't say a word, and didn't even have the slightest thought to look at Mo Liyan, as if all this was not worth mentioning in her eyes, and she was stingy and refused to spit out even the slightest emotion and words.

Just hanging his long eyelashes like that, his face turned indifferent, he walked past Mo Liyan without any hesitation, without any pause, he entered the mansion directly.

Passing by, like a strange passer-by, neither caring nor nostalgic, nor leaving any warmth.

Mo Liyan just watched the girl leave in front of him, coldly and decisively.

Um.

She would not even say a word, not a word to him.

Mo Liyan thought so, he stood motionless, as if he was frozen at that moment, the wind and snow quickly fell all over his body, and a biting chill swept over him.

He just suddenly felt very cold, really cold, so cold that he forgot to react for a while, and he didn't even know what to do.

But even so,

In front of people, King Jin still maintains an eternal cold and self-restraint, extremely fierce.

Xie Jinshu didn't leave, just stood there and smiled gently: "Why?"

"What's your purpose?" Mo Liyan raised his eyes calmly, his brows were cold, and the cold ice and snow were reflected in his eyes. He whispered, "Xie Jinshu, it doesn't matter who you are planning on this king, except her."

This is a warning, but also a threat.

Mo Liyan knew Xie Jinshu's character.

It wouldn't be what it is now if it wasn't unprofitable.

He could accept Xie Jinshu's tricks on Da Chu and against him, but that person, no.

"King Jin doesn't need to intervene in Korea even if he predicts things well." Xie Jinshu's eyebrows are like ink, and his voice is warm and sweet: "She is the eldest princess of the Great Han, what can this son do."

Mo Liyan's eyes are unfathomable, and the words are swords and swords: "Han Xun is the emperor of Korea, what have you done?"

Xie Jin didn't change his color in writing, and chuckled: "This son has been loyal to the great Han all his life, and King Jin has wronged me."

"Really." Mo Liyan casually said, "Are you looking for Korea or the Xie family?"

Xie Jinshu's lips curved slightly, and said quietly, "Even if King Jin insists on doing this, I can't do anything about it."

He didn't want to say more, he wanted to step into the mansion directly, but who would have thought that just after taking a step, a dagger was slanted in front of him and stuck in the snow, just one step away from him.

Xie Jinshu took the step he had just taken abruptly back, and looked at Mo Liyan with elegant and peaceful side eyes, but his eyes were cold, "Today's first day, Mo Liyan, do you have to do it?"

Mo Liyan's face was expressionless, and his tone was also light, faintly revealing Ling Ran's meaning: "There is a difference between men and women, you will ruin her reputation by staying in her mansion like this."

Xie Jinshu: "..."

Unreasonable!

"Come on, fight. If I lose, I'll go back."

For Mo Liyan,

Winning or losing at this time is actually meaningless, because the person who cares about it doesn't care at all.

So even if he won, it didn't bring any emotion to Mo Liyan.

After he was silent for a long time, Mo Liyan came back to his senses a little, and gently trembled the eyelashes of the falling snowflakes, and finally moved.