Chapter 2983: Jinghong Step by Step: The Family of Emperors Who Have Been in Love Since Ancient Times (One Hundred and Twenty-Four)

Because of this sentence, the curvature of the corners of the dyed white lips suddenly converged again, the smile between his brows and eyes was faint, and after a whim of teasing, he quickly fell into a slump, "It's really boring."

"Forget it, let's go." She said casually, as if speaking to a cold object, motioned for Mo Liyan to leave, turned around, did not look at Mo Liyan again, and was not interested.

Mo Liyan's hand hanging on his side tucked into his sleeve, clenching it tightly, the blood dripped and he didn't know it, as if he didn't feel any pain.

Before he left, he quietly handed the antidote to the mind control Gu to the maid, and asked the maid to pass it on to Xie Jinshu.

Mo Liyan was afraid that if he took the initiative to dye it white, that person would throw it away.

But Xie Jinshu is different.

She...probably likes it.

Mo Liyan had forgotten how he got out of the mansion, but there was only one thought left in his mind.

But even if the bottom of his heart is piercing, his face is still calm.

He reached out and touched the stinging eyes, the most blunt pain from bathing in the light, like a blunt knife, and the painful eye sockets were thin red.

Since he left the house until now, he has been in pain, and no one has noticed.

However, he tried his best to make things that dyed white imperceptible, and in the end, they were shown in front of the girl as they were.

The eyes were very painful, like a knife being stirred violently in it, even if Bai Ling covered it, it wouldn't get any better.

But Mo Liyan didn't show anything from the beginning to the end, just let the seventh day return to the mansion, his expression was calm and indifferent.

Heartbroken, but in the end, it seems that he is not moving.

Xie Jinshu didn't understand what Mo Liyan was thinking, and gave him the antidote over and over again?

The young man in white was playing with the green porcelain bottle, and with a click of his tongue, the maid retreated.

After he made an excuse to give the antidote to Ranbai, he quickly started talking about business.

"The thing about the assassin has come to an end."

Dyeing white oh sound.

Xie Jinshu raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Aren't you curious?"

"Say it, continue." Dye Bai leaned back lazily, even with a loose voice.

Seeing this, Xie Jinshu went straight to the point, "This is someone from South Korea, and the person behind the scenes must be of high authority. At present, the assassin has not said who it is, but the power involved in the preliminary judgment is probably not short."

He glanced at Ranbai and said, "If you want to investigate this matter carefully, you have to go back to South Korea, which is inconvenient here."

Dianbai nodded, closed his eyes, and a little mottled halo jumped through the window lattice on at least the delicate and beautiful eyebrows of the woman,

After a while, she said without opening her eyes, "Then go back."

Xie Jinshu asked, "What about you?"

"It's almost there, of course we're going back to Korea." Ranbai slowly straightened up, folded his hands together to support Cibai's chin, and the pair of peach blossom eyes showed their sharp edge the moment they opened.

She has done everything between Mo Rongxuan and Mo Liyan. As for who the last position is, she doesn't plan to intervene anymore, everything depends on their respective abilities.

Ranbai began to think about where she should start when returning to Korea this time.

Finally finalized a most rapid cut diameter.

barracks.

This is the best way for her to break into the political situation in South Korea, not to mention the fact that she has already laid the foundation consciously or unintentionally.

The long, white-dyed fingers gently supported the beautiful forehead, and those eyes that were sprinkled with broken gold lifted, fell on Xie Jinshu and stared for a few seconds, slipping from the jade pendant he was wearing on his eyes.

"Xie Jinshu... Where did you get your jade pendant?"

The son was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Ranbai to suddenly ask such a question without warning. He paused and said, "I helped someone before, and that person gave it to me."

Dyeing Bai: "Oh."

"Are you still related now?"

The tone of her question was indifferent, and Xie Jinshu couldn't guess the meaning of whitening, and said calmly: "I'm not familiar with it, I haven't seen it for a long time."

Ranbai blinked, "Then if you see it again later, let me know."

"Why, are you familiar with this jade pendant?" Xie Jinshu thought about it and said with a smile, "Old man?"

Dye Bai didn't look, didn't speak.

In the end, I didn't know what I thought of, and suddenly, on a whim, I said to him very seriously: "Xie Jinshu, your eyes are very beautiful."

Xie Jinshu raised his brows lightly. What flashed in his mind was the appearance of the man's eyes covered with white silk, but it was instantly annihilated in his consciousness. He hooked his lips and approached the dye white, with a half-joking, half-serious tone. : "I'll goug it out for you?"

Those phoenix eyes that slanted the scenery of the lake and the mountains seemed to have sparkling waves, swaying their souls, and they had a cold and ice-like aura.

"I don't mind." Ranbai smiled, wanton: "Is it okay?"

Xie Jinshu also smiled, "Don't even think about it."

"Tsk." Ranbai leaned back, lazily to the bone, and the curvature of the end of his eyes brought out a bit of evil: "This is meaningless."

"When you return to the Qing Dynasty in South Korea, it will be interesting to fight for power." The noble boy in white clothes like snow had a clear voice like broken jade knocking on ice, and looked at the dyed white with a smile.

"Are you so sure that I'm going to interfere in Korean politics?"

"Confirmed and affirmed." Xie Jinshu slightly hooked his lips: "The princess is not an ordinary person, so naturally you cannot judge the princess's behavior with the thoughts of ordinary people."

Ranbai sneered and said nothing.

The girl tilted her eyes and looked at the scenery outside the window. A pair of peach blossom eyes that were shimmering and indifferent like cold pools reflected the color of snow.

After going back this time, if there are no special circumstances.

She probably won't be coming back.

Everything about the Chu Kingdom should also be completely over.

She thought so at this time, but she never expected that there are many variables in the world, and not all people are living according to her expectations.

There is always such a person, although he is in the game, he is unexpected.

The day that dyed white left,

On the seventh day of the first lunar month, he hurried back to Prince Jin's mansion to inform Mo Liyan, and asked if he needed to rob people.

If the master really likes it, then these secret guards can only sacrifice their lives to accompany the gentleman to rob people back.

Although it is very likely that they will not be able to beat... but as long as an order is given, they will try their best to complete the task, using life as the proof.

Mo Liyan knew that such a day would come sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to come so early.

He was stunned for a long time in the sparse light of the deep winter, and his heart was still confused.

That person was originally the eldest princess of Great Han, and she was indeed wronged by staying in Chu, and she should go back.

King Jin lowered his eyes and coughed several times, almost coughing up blood.

Those eyes that were clearly covered with Bai Ling were extremely hot in a few moments, as if they were pierced by thousands of long needles, and the heart ached.

that day,

Can't see, can't get close.

But Mo Liyan still left the house.

that day,

His Royal Highness King Jin was standing on the highest city wall in Chujing. He was dressed in black clothes, his eyes covered with white silk, and his long body was standing in the ice and snow.

He held a lantern in his slender and distinct fingers, and it was the only warm color in this snowflakes flying, cold and bone-chilling deep winter.

The north wind was cold, blowing his clothes fluttering, hunting and hunting wind, as if he existed like a god's mansion.

Mo Liyan stood for a day and a night, from the light of the morning light to the cold night, from the dazzling snow to the frosty sword snow, his shoulders were covered with broken snow, but he did not move, just to see someone off.

Even if that person was dressed in red, arrogantly and arrogantly riding his horse and whip, leaping out of Chujing City and quickly disappearing into the mountains and rivers of Dachu, I never knew that on the highest city wall in Chujing, even if there was a person who could not see, even if he was caught She was tired of it, and still held the lamp quietly.