Chapter 2976: Step by Step Jinghong: Since Ancient Times, the Family of Emperors with Little Affection (One Hundred and Seventeen)

The young King Jin was in the bedroom, leaning against the pear-flower wood bed at will, wearing only a loose and delicate snow-white lining, with pale silver lines and cloud patterns, which made him thinner and colder, and his whole body was cold and calm. , as cool as ice water on a winter night.

The three thousand black hair was scattered behind him like a waterfall, and the complexion was translucent and cold white. The handsome and soul-sucking face, the long crow-blue eyelashes cast down the fine shadows, covering the pair of cold and dead eyes. .

"Master, you're awake!" On the seventh day of the first day, he jumped up with excitement, his voice trembling: "Master, do you feel anything? Where does it hurt? Master..."

Before the seventh day's words were finished, he was interrupted lightly by Mo Liyan, he tilted his eyes slightly, and asked in a very elegant, noble and plain tone, as if asking a trivial matter: "The seventh day , what time is it?"

On the seventh day of the first day, he met the pair of phoenix eyes of His Royal Highness King Jin. They were very beautiful and soul-moving eyes. In all likelihood, he was sharp and indifferent in his life, but now... it is bottomless, empty and dead, and there is no Any color, monotonous pitch black and hollow, at first glance, I would like to be staring into the abyss.

On the seventh day of the first day, his heart was sour, as if he was tightly grasped by a hand, unable to breathe, "It's three quarters of the hour."

"Chen Shi." Mo Liyan nodded, saying that he knew it, but his attitude was always indescribable, "Daytime."

He tapped casually with his fingertips, closed his eyes again, and didn't say a word, a little sickly and lethargic, as cold as ever.

"My subordinate... I will call Mr. Chu over here." The seventh day of the first year was harsh, and he suddenly knelt down heavily, "Mr. Chu is very skilled in medicine, and he will definitely be able to cure the master's eyes!"

Mo Liyan didn't say anything, just raised his hand, his phalanges were cold and slender, and he motioned for the seventh day to go out.

On the seventh day of the first month, he hurriedly left the palace to find Chu Qingyu.

In the large and luxurious bedroom, only Mo Liyan was left, and he looked extraordinarily cold.

Mo Liyan opened his eyes flatly, no one knew what he was thinking. After Mo Yue was silent for a long time, he raised his hand in silence, touched his eyes, and quickly retracted his emotions from beginning to end. There is no fluctuation.

The young King Jin suddenly lifted the quilt, stood up barefoot, stepped on the cold obsidian ground, and groped step by step according to his memory.

Although it is daytime,

At the beginning of the heavy snow, a soft and pale halo shone in from the half-opened window lattice and landed on the slender and lonely figure, outlining his clean and distinct profile with long eyelashes.

Look sparse and indifferent.

When Chu Qingyu opened the door and came in, he only saw such a picture, which could make him suffocate instantly.

Chu Qingyu thought that it was impossible for him to forget such a scene in his life.

The pear wood clothes hanger in the bedroom somehow smashed to the ground, and the kettle was spilled on the table.

Even the porcelain cup fell to the ground and was torn apart, and the scene looked very messy.

The proud and conceited His Royal Highness King Jin, who has always been high above, was wearing a snow-white tunic and a cold and monotonous black brocade robe loosely, making him look very thin.

He stood beside the table, without shoes, and as he moved, he stepped on the broken sharp ceramic pieces, and soon stained with dark red blood, but he didn't seem to notice it at all. , there is no pain, and you can walk forward as if nothing had happened.

Chu Qingyu stared blankly at the picture, only to feel as if something had been stabbed in the bottom of his heart, and the pain was stiff, as if countless needles were pushed against his heart, and he felt annoyed and suffocated.

All the words were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say a word.

He turned gloomy at the moment, walked up quickly, and put the medicine box beside him.

Chu Qingyu gave herself a long time to complete her psychological construction, and tried to speak to Mo Liyan in a very calm tone: "Sir, you go to bed first, and I'll show you."

When the young King Jin heard Chu Qingyu's voice, he didn't say anything. He just nodded slightly with a light expression, and walked slowly and steadily towards the soft couch.

Just at that step, even Chu Qingyu couldn't help sweating for Mo Liyan, staring at King Jin's pace, not daring to leave for half a minute, for fear that the person in front of him would bump into something in the next second.

But Mo Liyan didn't have this self-knowledge. Fortunately, he walked back without any risk.

Chu Qingyu first sorted out the bedroom, and then walked towards Mo Liyan with the medicine box next to her.

In fact, he had already checked everything when Mo Liyan was in a coma countless times, but now that Mo Liyan is awake, he still has to check it again.

Chu Qing and Wen Wen said, "Sir, stretch out your hand."

Mo Liyan lowered her long eyelashes, and has always been cooperative, but instead of cooperating, she seemed not interested in everything.

Chu Qing put his hand on it, and some of his remarks were tossing and turning in his abdomen for a long time. No matter how he considered it, he felt that it was inappropriate, and he didn't know what to say.

The half-opened window mullion slowly shone in the sunlight, smearing it into a pale white and pale gold color. After the first snowfall, it looked extraordinarily clean and gentle, and just like that, it jumped onto Mo Liyan's long eyelashes, and it was very beautiful. The halo did not reflect his eyes, and the lines on his profile were clean and sharp, like the gods in the Nine Heavens.

"You don't have to worry about this king, just say what you want to say." Mo Liyan finally opened his mouth. At this time, he spoke to Chu Qingyu for the first time after waking up. Because he had been in a coma for nearly three days and did not speak, he was always cold. Lie's voice was slightly hoarse, without the slightest emotion. He lowered his eyes, calmly feeling the bottomless darkness in front of him.

Chu Qing and Shen took a deep breath, barely suppressing the irritability and bitterness in their hearts, forcing themselves to make a sound.

"Sir, you can rest assured... In any case, I will definitely be able to heal your eyes." He pondered and said to Mo Liyan word for word: "I have already dealt with the injury on your body, and the toxicity started from the sword injury. It was all condensed in the eyes at the moment, which caused blindness."

"This poison, it, it is very complicated. I may need some time to understand it. Before that, I would not dare to act rashly." After all, any wrong decision may cause the person's eyes to be completely destroyed. Chu Qing and It is absolutely not dare to do it, "Please believe me, give me a certain amount of time, the antidote will definitely be prepared."

Mo Liyan withdrew his hand coldly and calmly, and only said yes.

Seeing that His Royal Highness King Jin, who was leaning on the soft couch, seemed indifferent and elegant and refused to speak a thousand miles away, he had silently issued an order to evict guests. There were some indescribable emotions in Chu Qing and his eyes. He gritted his teeth, and even the tip of his tongue was bleeding. In the end, he suddenly took a few steps back, and with a loud "Bang!" he knelt down on the ground.