Chapter 2972: Jinghong Step by Step: The Family of Emperors Who Have Been in Love Since Ancient Times (113)

Dyeing Bai hummed, because just after taking a bath, the girl's hair was slightly damp, and the red clothes were more translucent and cold white against the complexion. She looked very delicate and glamorous, with a lazy and evil temperament.

Xie Jinshu took a second look, and smiled while getting into the carriage with Ranbai: "Suddenly I remembered the first time we met."

Dyeing Bai lazily supported the jaw of porcelain Bai Junmei, leaning on the soft couch of the carriage, not speaking.

meeting for the first time,

The girl was dressed in white, clean as snow, spotless, cold as ice and snow, clear and restrained.

And now,

The red robe is like blood, and it is an unrestrained edge that will be exposed, and it is peerless.

Xie Jinshu has never seen a person like Ranbai in his life.

very special.

is very special.

at last,

The carriage stopped in front of the restaurant with three gilded plaques.

When walking in,

The silk and string orchestra, the fairy sound curled, has been played.

Outside the window, the winter is biting, the mountains and rivers are frozen, and the goose feather snow is pouring down, but the scene inside the building is dreamlike, exquisite, and warm.

But apart from the singer, dancer and others, there was no one guest in such a huge drunken bureau.

"I've reserved the venue." Xie Jinshu smiled lightly, and went up to the top floor with dyed white, "I don't like fireworks in the world very much, and I don't like people the most."

So basically over the years,

Wherever he goes, unless it is necessary, the venue will be cleared or reserved first.

In Chu State,

Xie Jinshu thought he had restrained himself a lot.

Ranbai nodded slightly and didn't say much.

On this alone,

Xie Jinshu is very similar to her.

"Come on, my son will treat you tonight." Xie Jinshu smiled elegantly, his snow-colored sleeves swaying like flowing water, "Whatever you want, you will be satisfied."

Including himself.

But Ranbai didn't understand Xie Jinshu's overtones. She calmly ordered a few foods she liked, her fingertips suddenly stopped, she raised her eyes faintly, and looked at Xie Jinshu, who had caught sight of herself at the same time.

Hooked lips smile.

"Young Master Xie, it's not very reliable for you to invite guests."

"It's not safe for one night.

"Xie Jinshu's thin lips hooked into a calm arc, and those eyes were sharp and wise, "You said, it was for you or for me. "

"I don't have as many enemies as you."

"Too."

the other side,

King Jin's Mansion,

"Master, Miss Ling Bai and Young Master Xie blew up the kitchen, and then went to Zui Fu Sheng." Chu Qi swayed back expressionlessly, and reported with his sword as usual.

Mo Liyan paused for a moment when he was writing and reviewing the official document, his eyes were dark and slow, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

On the seventh day of the first lunar month, he sighed deeply in his heart and gave his master a friendly reminder: "I heard that Zui Fusheng is a recently opened store. Master, do you want to visit?"

"Why is this king going?" Mo Liyan said these words expressionlessly. He reluctantly finished reviewing one of the official documents, stretched out his hand and pulled his neckline. Going to review official business rigorously and calmly, King Jin finally threw away the pen, frowned, and said nothing.

At this time,

The seventh day of the first lunar month paused, then coughed and said inexplicably, "...they were assassinated in Zuifusheng."

Almost the second after the seventh day's words fell, Mo Liyan's heart seemed to be tightly clenched by a pair of hands, and he straightened up instinctively. : "Then what nonsense were you talking about before!"

Mo Liyan didn't have time or mood, so he walked out quickly without saying a word or thinking about it.

On the seventh day of the first lunar month, he didn't expect Mo Liyan to go in person, so he quickly chased after him, "Master, Ling Bai and Xie Jinshu are very skilled, nothing will happen..."

But Mo Liyan couldn't hear a word of what he said on the seventh day of the first day, and he only had those four words left in his heart.

Ling white,

assassinated.