Chapter 2988: Jinghong Step by Step: The Family of Emperors Who Have Been in Love Since Ancient Times (One Hundred and Twenty-Nine)

The spring is cold and the night is dark.

The cold wind is swaying, and there is also the breath of ice and snow.

He asked, "Have you eaten?"

A clear and cold voice cut through the darkness and broke the silence.

Ranbai hooked the corner of the soft whip with his fingertips, and the fingertips were translucent and cold white, and he said no without raising his eyes.

The military is so busy, and there is no time to eat. Once the plan is made, Ranbai forgot to eat such a small thing.

Mo Liyan's cold and fair fingertips gently pressed against the edge of the window lattice, and repeatedly rubbed it many times. In the end, he mustered up his courage, restrained his emotions, and said in an elegant and cold tone: "Ben... I'll do it for you?"

Dyeing the action for a while.

He calls himself "I".

Abandoned the attitude of King Jin who belonged to the capital under one person and above ten thousand people.

This seems to be the first time, right?

Then,

cook for her?

Ranbai finally came to such a conclusion.

Mo Liyan might want to poison her with meals.

To be precise,

is very,

possible.

"That's what you are now?" Ranbai held Cibai's chin with one hand, and glanced at the indifferent and noble man by the window without looking, and glanced at the pair of eyes covered with white ling.

Mo Liyan hummed.

Although his eyes can't see, it doesn't mean he can't do anything.

Even if it can't be done, it must be practiced in case of emergency.

Ranbai smiled, and replied rather loosely: "Okay."

She just looked,

What can Mo Liyan do to her right now.

Ah.

Ranbai pushed the door open, hooked the soldier outside the door lazily, and pointed at the person behind her: "Liu Gan, take him to the kitchen."

Two quarters later,

Ranbai looked at the meal in front of him thoughtfully, and sat there motionless.

After she confirmed it again and again,

found to be non-toxic.

If you don't get poisoned...

Well, then she understands.

Mo Liyan was either in a hurry, or just wanted to gain her trust and do what to do in the city during these three days.

Feng Luo: "..."

puff!

Please make me laugh for a while thanks!

It always feels like the host conspiracy theory has begun.

"Come." Dianbai's eyes swept across the man. This man is used to cooking. Although he can't see, it's not too surprising. She raised her fair and delicate jaw and said softly, "Eat together."

"Try it..." This is the first time Mo Liyan has cooked for someone since he grew up, and it is still dyed white. It is obviously a trivial matter, but he is still inexplicably a little uneasy, and he frowns imperceptibly. Mei, I don't really like my current state.

King Jin's tone was calm again, like the cool ice water surging in a mountain stream in the night, freezing all emotions in the depths.

Ranbai took only one bite. She bit the tip of her chopsticks slightly, her tiger teeth pressed against it. After a two-second pause, she lowered her eyelashes, said casually, and then put down her chopsticks: "Don't do it again."

Mo Liyan's fingertips were slightly stiff, and it was easy to think of what he said before he was dyed white. His thin lips filled with a self-deprecating arc, and his voice was low: "It's only three days. Why, do you still feel sick?"

The night was dark, and the lights in the room were in contrast, flickering brightly and off, and half of his face was hidden in the shadows.

The dyed white eyes swept lightly and lazily at King Jin's long and well-knotted fingers, and stopped on that face again. He nodded arrogantly, and said lightly, "So, don't do it."

Mo Liyan's knuckles were slightly bent and pressed against his lips. Because of the bump in the kitchen just now, there were a few red marks on his white fingers. He didn't pay attention, just trembled a little. After a while of silence, he said yes.

Ranbai is not talking about this topic, but said in other words: "Just pick a place to live in these three days."

"Anywhere?"

"On your own."

"How about with you?"

"I said, do it yourself."

After a few conversations ended, there was no more words. Mo Liyan couldn't see the expression of the girl general in front of him, nor did he understand what Ranbai was thinking.

she does not mind.

Why don't you mind.

Mo Liyan was not happy at all.

Dyeing Bai feels that she has done a good job,

She gave Mo Liyan a chance to reveal her purpose or kill her when she slept at night. She was very curious about what Mo Liyan was going to do.

"King Jin came here alone, without a guard?"

"No need."

The dyed white is like a smile but not a smile, and the curvature of the lips is evil and cool: "The capital should not know that King Jin is leaving. If King Jin died here quietly, there would be no big problem?"

Mo Liyan remained silent.

"You can do anything." Mo Liyan knew very well what might happen when he came here alone, and even more knew what his words represented.

But he still came and said, give Ranbai a chance and give him a chance.

Whitening feels pretty boring.

Killing Mo Liyan just like that didn't challenge her at all.

"Anything can be..." The girl general lowered her eyes and pondered, re-reading these five words, she leaned back, cold and evil, red-clothed, sloppy and arrogant: "You can sleep too? "

"Clap!" With a sound, the chopsticks in King Jin's hand suddenly fell on the table, a bit abrupt and harsh in the originally quiet atmosphere.

Mo Liyan's thoughts fell into a brief blank for a moment, and he felt a sense of chaos.

a long time,

Just barely calmed down.

"It's not good for you." He said, considering every word, not knowing whether he was speaking to Ranbai or what, his tone finally brought out some other inexplicable dark emotions, word for word: "You are Korean. Princess, in the future fame..."

The smile on the dyed white lips slowly dissipated, receding like a tide, and becoming cold like a deep sea.

She was not interested in listening to what Mo Liyan said next, so she interrupted in a light voice: "It's just a whim, does King Jin really take it seriously?"

"It's rare that King Jin has even considered the reputation of this princess, but King Jin doesn't have to worry, it has nothing to do with you."

Mo Liyan stopped before he finished speaking.

yes,

How could he forget.

How could this person be serious, and why should he be serious?

The spring is cold, and the coolness pervades.

A spring rain was pouring down, dyeing the world into azure.

The night passed silently,

Ranbai didn't sleep all night, really, she just waited for Mo Liyan to do something, but she stayed peaceful all night, nothing happened, and that person didn't move at all.

Ranbai's face was cold, his eyes were icy, and he glanced at the figure sleeping on the soft couch. Finally, he covered the quilt a little irritably, and was sleepy.

King Chu Jingjin was actually in the Korean city, and he also shared a room with the eldest princess.

If this news spreads out, I am afraid that the world will be unbelievable.

Ranbai originally thought that Mo Liyan didn't move on the first night, but he didn't expect that in the next time, King Jin was as indifferent and withdrawn as always, and he didn't even do anything except being with her.

confusing behavior.

day,

The pale white and dazzling light revealed a halo, smeared in the study, and spread a layer of coldness.

"You have been dealing with military affairs for three hours." Mo Liyan looked at the girl general who was leaning in front of Zhuo's case. She was a little lazy, and she showed her evil spirits. The lines on her profile were sharp. Aggressive, he reminded Ranbai, from the beginning to now, he has never seen Ranbai leave.

Ranbai was playing with a brush without raising his eyes or even making a sound.

Although Mo Liyan usually does this himself, but on a girl, he still feels that it is not good for his body.

King Jin calmly and gently brewed a cup of tea for Ranbai, the sunlight jumped from the window lattice to his clean and sharp profile, the snow-white velvet lightly covered his eyes, and his movements were elegant and noble, even if he couldn't see it, he was still there. Not bad at all, pleasing to the eye.

When the temperature of the tea was moderate, he pushed it to the girl general, placing his slender and fair fingertips against the edge of the teacup on the table, and sat quietly beside him without disturbing him.

that's it,

One reviews military affairs, the other waits indifferently.

This is the most peaceful time that Mo Liyan has ever spent. It is the peace and tranquility that Mo Liyan has never had since he was a child, and it is easy to be greedy.

Unfortunately,

In the end, it's just a mirror, a dream, a blink of an eye, and things are right and wrong.

It wasn't until the dyeing was finished that Mo Liyan asked, "Can I go out and have a look?"

"Where are you going?" Ranbai took a sip of the tea, the taste that bloomed on the tip of the tongue seemed sweet and astringent, and the flavors were intertwined.

Tea art is nothing to say, she thought.

"Where you usually go in the city."

Dyeing white looked at Mo Liyan with an unclear meaning, and then came down and got up: "Okay."

She sorted out the official documents first, swiped her fingertips lightly, and lowered her eyes with a cold look.

She just dealt with a lot of military secrets, so she put it in front of Mo Liyan without any cover.

But she was sure that Mo Liyan didn't take a look, that person's eyes...