Chapter 3020: Step by Step Jinghong: The Family of Emperors Who Have Been in Love Since Ancient Times (One Hundred and Sixty-One)

Then……

It just hits the white dye in the room.

Dyeing white: "..."

She pondered for two seconds, then looked at Mo Liyan with a half-smiling smile: "Does King Jin have to go through the window to visit?"

Mo Liyan's eyes were gloomy, and he turned over the window coldly and neatly, and asked her in a low voice, "Otherwise, would you like to see me?"

Dyeing white but smiling.

The answer is already out there.

"Ling Bai, do you want to capture Da Chu?" He asked Ran Bai in a very calm and calm tone, without any emotion, as if he was asking an ordinary question.

Ranbai answered equally calmly and frankly: "Yes."

She did not hide Mo Liyan, nor did she deceive Mo Liyan.

Instead, she clearly admitted the real purpose of her layout from the beginning to the present.

"Is it your wish?"

"It is."

"must?"

"Don't give up."

Mo Liyan was quiet for a while, and then asked: "Could it be that innocent people will be killed indiscriminately because of the war?"

"Why? It doesn't make sense."

That is not.

King Jin approached step by step, his eyebrows were picturesque and unfathomable, a pair of narrow eyes reflected a white shadow, the light fell on his eyes, annihilated in an instant, every word, like the breeze blowing over the strings of the piano. The moonlight fell on the lake, and the words were cold and solemn: "Can you treat the people of the Great Chu Limin kindly?"

His expression was indescribable and incomprehensible, like an abyss, like a cold pool, and contained an emotion that was dyed white and couldn't understand.

The girl princess' red dress was like blood, and her eyes reflected the color of snow. Although she didn't understand Mo Liyan's question, she still gave a positive and serious answer: "Naturally."

Powerful interests, treacherous wars.

If there is a result one day, the Great Chu will submit to Han, treat the commoners well, and return them a prosperous world and peace.

After getting the answer, Mo Liyan nodded, his long eyelashes covered the emotions in his eyes, and his tone was cold: "That's fine."

At this moment, Ranbai still doesn't know why Mo Liyan asked such inexplicable words, but when she really understood later...

The winter is bleak and the light is dim.

The sun was hazy in the air, but it didn't add any warmth.

King Jin suddenly curled his lips slightly, and a very shallow and light smile spread, like a misty cold moonlight.

He asked, "Hold me?"

She refused: "No.

"

The next second after getting the answer, Mo Liyan suddenly took a step forward and hugged the girl hard. It was the kind of force that seemed to be carved into his bones. It was a very possessive gesture. He was slender. Tall and straight, at the moment holding the dye white condescendingly, cold and domineering as if encircling his own possessions, the soul-stirring dignity and arrogance flow, there is a hint of decisiveness.

I was caught off guard by someone, and the lingering clean and pleasant fragrance was like the first snow in winter, dyed white and raised the delicate dark eyebrows.

Familiar and unfamiliar atmosphere and temperature intertwined.

Mo Liyan's heart was held by a dagger, and the dyed white voice was melodious and pleasant, cold and indifferent: "I said King Jin, can you let me go?"

He lowered his eyes and glanced, instead of letting go, he put his chin on the top of the dyed white hair, and gently rubbed the curvy white and delicate chin against the girl's black hair, domineering and unreasonable: "If you want to stab, stab it. Come on, let me hug you."

Maybe the last time.

I really want to keep holding it like this...

Just break her wings, destroy everything about her, and imprison her by his side.

She is his.

But,

Can't.

She will be very unhappy,

So no.

indulgence……

Once is enough.

Dyeing white: "..."

She ruthlessly pushed Mo Liyan away with a dagger, "Stay away from me."

Mo Liyan was pushed away, and after a short pause, he stared at the princess in front of him, and said suddenly, it was abrupt without any warning, like countless meteors inadvertently piercing the eternal night sky: "Ling Bai, this king likes you. ."

He added, "Ling Bai, I like you."

The atmosphere fell into a dead silence without any sound in an instant.

Dianbai was silent for two seconds, and she looked at King Jin in front of her with a faint expression, a sense of coldness and dignity that has never changed since the first acquaintance.

She suddenly burst out laughing, her peach blossom eyes were filled with a temperature that the sun couldn't warm, her face was picturesque, her brows and eyes were arrogant, and the corners of her sweet lips were half-curved with an indifferent arc.

She just opened her mouth and said a word: "I-"

Mo Liyan interrupted quickly, calmly and elegantly: "I lied to you." He also smiled, "Don't believe it."

Now that you know the answer,

He would rather never hear.

You can also give yourself an illusion of self-deception.

Ranbai didn't speak anymore, his eyes were cold, "Mo Liyan, you are really sick."

This kind of lie that you like can also be thought of, just to tease her.

Ah.

Unexpectedly, Mo Liyan responded calmly, "Yeah."

She is his poison and his antidote.

The light halo of winter outlines the outline of his profile, cold and delicate, his eyelashes are slightly drooping, and a light layer of gold has fallen from the tip of the eyelashes.

His expression was calm and introverted, yet ruthless and fierce. Just standing there, he would subconsciously make people look up to him. It was an unfathomable and light-hearted sense of nobility from the beginning to the present.

Mo Liyan stared at Dianbai, those narrow, long and deep eyes were three points darker than ordinary people, like the vast night sky, and at this moment only the shadow of Dianbai was reflected.

He said, word by word, calmly and solemnly: "Goodbye."

perhaps,

never see again.

The voice fell,

King Jin never paused for a moment, he turned around without hesitation, never looked back, turned the window to leave in a few moments, and was silent when he came, and his back was always straight and lonely.

that day.

It is the end of winter.

It was still snowing heavily, the icy cold wind whistling, and the wind and snow rolled up all over the sky, fascinating people's eyes.

Thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow.

It seemed to be an ordinary night in a very ordinary winter, but blood stained the mountains and rivers.

It was late at night, and the bleak and cold white moonlight spread out. Mo Liyan was in the study, dressed in black brocade clothes. He was always in a calm, calm and noble manner. He looked down at the picture of various military forces in the palace. I clicked on the map, I don't know what to think, and seemed to casually ask: "Did they leave?"

The seventh day understands,

The master is talking about South Korea and others.

Now that Da Chu is so chaotic, if he stays any longer, he may cause disaster. Leaving is the most normal decision.

On the seventh day of the first lunar month, he said respectfully, "I have left the inn today. According to the master's instructions, the Sixth Dark Guard Team will do all they can to protect Miss Lingbai's safety until they are escorted all the way to South Korea."

After getting the answer, Mo Liyan was silent for two seconds, then hummed nonchalantly, his long eyelashes cast a shadow, and his left hand was tucked tightly in his cuff.

On the seventh day of the first lunar month, he said, "Please rest assured, Master, if there is an accident, even if the Sixth Dark Guard Team is completely destroyed, it will definitely keep Miss Lingbai safe and sound."