Chapter 303: Stunning Step by Step: The Family of Emperors Who Have Been in Love Since Ancient Times (One Hundred and Forty-Four)

It's just that it's too late to think about anything now, Mo Qingcang suppressed his temper and said solemnly, "It's okay."

Mo Liyan nodded slightly, turned around lightly, and sat calmly in his seat. All his movements were like flowing water, and his expression was arrogant and indifferent.

But no one will know,

He clenched his hands tightly in the wide black cuffs, his fingernails were embedded in flesh and blood, and his knuckles were white.

The snow-white tunic was clinging to the straight line of her back, and her back was dripping with cold sweat.

The pain of his poisonous poison turned into countless sharp knives piercing his body, killing every inch and inch, almost blood gushing out of his bones and breaking his liver and intestines.

He forced himself to swallow the blood that spilled out of his throat, forcing himself to remain absolutely awake and rational.

Mo Liyan's position is directly opposite to Ranbai, so he can see each other directly.

The distance was not far or near, enough for Mo Liyan to clearly see the girl's picturesque eyebrows and indifferent expression.

His eyes were always entangled in the shadow, and he never moved away to meet the white eyes.

The girl general's expression was light, clear and rational, and she looked extremely cool.

Mo Liyan endured the severe pain, and suddenly chuckled, her thin lips parted silently.

He says.

--I am coming.

This time, the gu poison attack happened to be the twenty-fourth month, the end of two years, and the beginning of another round of torture.

Perhaps because of this, the mind control Gu attacked during the day, and the pain was a thousand times greater than that of the past 23 months. The deep sea is high tide, submerged, swallowed, and annihilated.

After all, it was Mo Liyan who underestimated the pain of the Mind Control Gu poison, which was delayed for a long time.

But no matter what, he must come, definitely.

He himself promised to dye it white,

He will never break his word.

In order to prevent others from seeing the slightest difference, Mo Liyan attacked himself again before he came, and used serious trauma to cover up the strangeness of Gu poison.

Others just saw King Jin's pale and cold profile, and heard the occasional low cough, as if suppressing and restraining something.

They admired that they could still insist on attending the palace banquet after being seriously injured, and they didn't know why.

Dianbai understood the silent spoken language clearly and clearly. She stared at the figure in black on the opposite side, and a strange feeling appeared in her heart.

Not because of anything else, but questioning.

Questioning what happened to Mo Liyan.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

Maybe it's about her.

Mo Liyan just looked at the person on the opposite side. Although it was only an incomparable distance, it always made people feel far away. King Jin slowly held the wine glass. It was cold, but he didn't seem to notice it, he just picked up the glass full of wine with all his strength and bowed in the direction of the dyed white.

Dyeing white, I saw King Jin's gentle expression, picturesque eyebrows and picturesque eyebrows, and the arc on his thin lips seemed to be a slight smile. It was different from the cold and sharp before, but it was a very light smile. .

Ranbai just looked at it coldly, without any action.

In the hall where the light and shadow were closed, but she didn't raise her glass, Mo Liyan kept looking at her with a smile and drinking, maintaining that movement.

For a long time, someone has noticed this scene.

In the end, the dyed white was a little impatient and took the drink, scribbled it, and then drank it.

Mo Liyan lowered his eyes and drank the glass of strong wine. The liquor poured straight down his throat, like a sharp blade rubbing against it, causing burning pain, but he was satisfied.

The icy pain is overwhelming like a sword running through the internal organs, every minute and second is a torment, as if it is a countdown to life, and it cannot be seen by others, disguising the surface of the wind and the clouds.

The feeling of suffocation poured in, and every light breath was a fatal pain.

King Jin kept his expression still, his consciousness was extremely clear and firm, unstoppable, unshakable, like an ancient sword piercing the mountains and rivers, never breaking.

The piercing pain spread everywhere, as if the pain had died, and even the body began to become numb, and began to get used to such a surge, it was no longer me.

But Mo Liyan was staring at the red-clothed figure on the opposite side from beginning to end, a pair of deep and sharp black eyes reflected the white shadow, as if reflecting his world, as if he wanted to carve this person into his bones.

In the icy, biting pain, his heart was still beating for one person, which was an indelible mark.

Clearly, clearly, a person's name emerged.

- dyed white

It is a thread of love that will never cease to be cut, like a trickle flowing slowly, quietly gathering in the cold and desolate heart without realizing it or knowing it. Another powerful heartbeat gradually became apparent, until it finally merged into the deep sea, completely occupying the heart.

It is an obsession that can never be let go.

Mo Liyan repeated silently, impatiently, and entangled countless times.

He looked at his sweetheart in the icy pain and read her name.

Mo Liyan has never been so awake for a moment, and has never understood this before.

he loves her.

On this side, Ranbai Mosheng ordered: "Let her play."

The guard who had come back at some unknown time nodded lightly to show his understanding.

"Mo Liyan's injury... Do you understand?" Xie Jinshu suddenly turned to his side and asked Ranbai in a low voice.

Dyeing Bai: "It looked like an injury before, but now I'm not sure."

Xie Jinshu narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

The banquet continues,

And at this moment,

A round of dancers withdrew, and the scene fell into a moment of emptiness, and then——

The rain of fine flowers fluttered down the sky, like a fairyland in a dream.

The bells sounded from far to near.

In the center of several dancers, a girl in a white snow dress walked in. The girl was dressed in white like a fairy, and her face was covered with white sand. She only showed a pair of clear eyes, which was already exciting.

There were some amazing voices at the palace banquet.

And the girl smiled slightly and danced to the sound of the music.

The robes flew lightly and jumped to the palms of countless dancers! The slender waist is bent back with a soft arc, and a pair of clear eyes are shy and timid, like autumn water.

"Changqing's dance is not bad." Xie Jinshu smiled: "It's a pity."

Dianbai looked at the gorgeous dance in the center with a bit of leisure and elegance, and his tone was cold and calm: "It's not bad."

It was not until the end of the dance that the dream-like girl in white slowly stopped spinning, her snow sleeves covered her face, and her clear eyes were full of brilliance, looking forward to her brilliance.

The temperament is gentle and elegant without losing the atmosphere, and the noble atmosphere is natural.

The voice is also soft like the flower of three springs, the moon of summer night, soft and tender, and candid.

"Changqing pays respects to the emperor."