Chapter 2979: Jinghong Step by Step: The Family of Emperors Who Have Been in Love Since Ancient Times (One Hundred and Twenty)
But he suffered for the ninth day. In only two days, the ninth day had already made the ninth day cry secretly in his heart. He was a secret guard who came to help the master to review these official affairs. , the swift and resolute solution is really frightening! !
There is no darker guard more difficult than him.
He would rather be the same as the seventh day, alas.
Hearing Mo Liyan's order at this moment, Chu Jiu felt relieved, hurriedly retired, and hid in the dark.
At this time,
Xie Jinshu also rushed in directly. That shocking face, like an exiled fairy, always had an elegant and indifferent smile on her face.
Everyone else in the study room withdrew, leaving only Mo Liyan and Xie Jinshu.
The sound of snow-white brocade boots stepping on the ground was very subtle.
finally,
He stopped in front of Mo Liyan.
A few days ago, Xie Jinshu knew that Mo Liyan was gone, and he had to wonder why Mo Liyan appeared.
Today is just to find out.
but……
He didn't expect it to be like this.
In Xie Jinshu's eyes,
It reflected King Jin's straight figure, his indifferent expression, and... those eyes that were covered with white ling.
This is the first time in his life that Xie Jinshu has lost his temper.
His pupils shrank suddenly, as if torn apart by some unbelievable picture.
The cold and smiling arc raised by the corners of the lips converged and disappeared completely, as if it had never appeared.
"Mo Liyan." Xie Jinshu has never been like this before, calling this person's name word by word, asking in an unbelievable tone, and staring down at this person: "Your eyes …”
Mo Liyan didn't go to see Xie Jinshu. Now, for him, everywhere he looks is the same. There is no difference between opening his eyes and closing his eyes. It's just endless darkness.
That's why King Jin kept his eyes down from the beginning to the end, leaning against the soft couch with a light emotion, as if he had no emotion, so he spoke in a very understated and noble tone, as if talking about a common thing, "It's just blindness. "
blindness,
That's it,
That's all.
Xie Jinshu asked, "Why?"
Mo Liyan didn't want to say, and didn't want to say, there is nothing more ironic than the current scene.
As soon as he saw Xie Jinshu,
You can imagine that at any time that day, the red-clothed girl in the crumbling restaurant will be overturned by the sea of fire. scenario.
Xie Jinshu suddenly calmed down again, and couldn't explain why he lost control at that moment.
The person in front of you...
Xie Jinshu has always had the impression of being cold and arrogant, conceited, cruel and ruthless, like a king.
Xie Jinshu never imagined that such a person would one day be in front of him, with white eyes covered in silk, and he would be blind in a more light-hearted tone.
"Is it because of that day?" Xie Jinshu knew that Mo Liyan came to the restaurant that day, except that day, except for that person, Xie Jinshu thought of any existence that could make Mo Liyan fall to such a level.
In the indefinite silence, Xie Jinshu got the answer.
"It's ridiculous." Xie Jinshu murmured to himself, his eyes were complicated, and he repeated with a heavy tone: "Mo Liyan, it's too ridiculous."
King Jin: "You can say this?"
"Mo Liyan, do you know?" Xie Jinshu stood by the side very calmly, looking at the scenery outside Jin Wangfu, looking in the direction of Zhaoyun Pavilion: "I never thought that you would fall in love with a person, that person is still Ling white."
"Aren't you funny?"
"I really didn't expect such an impulsive behavior regardless of the overall situation that you, Mo Liyan, could do, knowing that she was my eldest princess, and knowing that she was disgusted."
"So?" Mo Liyan's expression did not change from beginning to end, as if everything Xie Jinshu said had nothing to do with him.
"Be awake." After so many years of fighting, Xie Jinshu was rarely so serious. He respected Mo Liyan as an excellent opponent, and was even more worried that such people would lose his reason: "You lose in the chaos of imperial power, and where is the killing intent on the battlefield? Every step is good, but don't... lose in love."
It's not that Xie Jinshu doesn't know about Mo Liyan's past.
He has very few people in his life to admire.
But the Lin family is full of loyalty and loyalty, which is one of his admiration.
Ru Ruo Mo Liyan delays the overall situation for his own personal relationship, and abandons the Lin family's blood feud for the sake of their children's love.
Xie Jinshu would be surprised and disappointed.
Although Xie Jinshu said that he never believed that Mo Liyan could do such an irresponsible act, he still reminded him a few words after pondering.
"Do you think this king is not clear?" Mo Liyan asked without raising his eyes. No one in this world knows all this better than Mo Liyan, and no one understands what he should do better than Mo Liyan. choose.
"It's good for you to know what you have in mind." Xie Jinshu pulled his thin lips and spit out such a sentence. He felt that he had nothing to say. He was a little confused, and he didn't have the heart to argue with Mo Liyan any more, so he just said a word to go. , turn around and leave.
After taking three or four steps, the pace suddenly stopped.
"Get well soon." He turned his back to Mo Liyan, saying every word in a clear voice.
The voice fell,
Xie Jinshu left directly.
In the large and cold study room, it was rigorous and quiet, but it was a little impersonal.
Wei Pingsheng said so, and Xie Jinshu said the same.
Everyone seems to think he should.
Mo Liyan's fair and slender fingers curled slightly, touching the thin lips, and coughing for a few times, the fingertips trembled faintly.
This is the first time in Mo Liyan's life that he has tasted remorse.
It was densely woven into an overwhelming net that enveloped him, and there seemed to be countless long needles stabbed in the heart, tearing open the deep blood, and remorse seemed to be poisonous. He was locked in it and couldn't get out anyway.
This kind of pain is not fatal, but it is entangled in every day and night, unable to get rid of it.
He knew he couldn't regret it.
All these decisions are made by himself, there is nothing to say.
Once you regret it, it is forever.
He warned himself countless times, but in the end, he couldn't resist such emotions, allowing every inch to invade the bone marrow and be swallowed and annihilated by it.
He really regretted it.
I regret every decision I had made, I regretted myself for being so resolute and conceited, and I regretted that everything between them was cut off.
Back then, if he was half-hearted and half-hearted, he wouldn't let the two of them end up like this.
her tragedy.
Also his tragedy.
It turns out that all the endings of the song have been destined at the beginning, and the ending has long been destined.