Chapter 850

Prince Xian's residence.

The wind and snow still kept on, but it was not as powerful as before. After getting smaller, Jing Xian went out of the house, stood under the eaves and looked at the ice strips hanging on the tiles, one by one, long or short, like sharp silver needles.

He seems to see God!

The eyes gradually become loose!

I don't know how long it took, suddenly someone reported, "Lord, childe Mo sent a letter."

Um?

There was a change in his look. With a slight frown, he turned and took the letter and opened it.

Ask him to the racecourse!

This time?

Although the heavy snow is not big, it is not small!

He thought for a moment that he had gone.

In the racecourse.

As soon as he entered, he saw Mo ruo riding on a horse and riding in a circle in Nuo Da's horse farm. At the moment, the snow was much smaller. Mo ruo didn't know how long he had been here. Snowflakes were fluttering on his hair, clothes and face. Nevertheless, he still couldn't stop his valiant appearance.

Mo ruo looked at him and waved his whip gently on the horse's back.

The horse came in his direction.

Mo ruo smiled, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Huh?

"How did you ask me to come here on this snowy day?"

"Riding a horse on a snowy day has a special flavor."

Jing Xian is confused. At this time, Jing Rong is in prison. Why do you still want to ride a horse here?

But he didn't ask.

Mo ruo asked him, "do you want to have a try?"

"Good!" He responded readily.

So immediately someone prepared a good horse for him.

It was not the first time for him to ride a horse. When he was still in the eighth Prince's residence, his father took him to ride a horse several times. However, he was still young and forgot his skills. When he got on the horse's back, he naturally became a novice. Subconsciously, he clamped his legs on the horse's belly and wrapped the reins around his wrists.

That's reassuring!

His actions were suffered by Mo ruo.

"Afraid?" Mo ruo asked him.

"There are some." He smiled. Mo ruo said: "in fact, horses are born very docile animals. There is no distinction between good and bad, split and docile. However, it all depends on whether they can meet a good horse trainer. If they can, they will become a fierce horse galloping on the battlefield. It's not necessary to kill the enemy

Down! However, if you encounter a bad trainer, the best horse will become a proud horse that is arrogant and difficult to tame. They are not born to bow their heads, and they don't want to stoop to others! "

The voice was warm and deep, but it was clearly like taking countless sharp long swords to stab people into flesh and blood.

Jingxian vaguely heard the meaning, but he was calm on the surface.

He pretended that he didn't understand and smiled.

Your smile is still harmless to people and animals!

Mo ruoze suddenly got off his horse, took Jingxian's horse rope and took his horse slowly.

One on horseback!

One leads the horse!

The cold wind was biting, blowing head-on to their faces, and even more recklessly got into people's clothes and kept "biting / biting"! Mo ruo said while leading the horse, "When my mother gave birth to me in those days, she had difficulty giving birth and her life was in danger, but my father was idle in the Jianghu and was not at home. Your mother's imperial concubine and my father were of the same school. Your mother's medical skill was no less than my father's, and she could be called a generation of miracle doctor. If it weren't for her, my mother would have died at that time, and there would be no me. But I finally died of cold, but since I was sensible, my father has always told me that you My mother's concubine is a benefactor of Mo's family. Even if she risked her life, she also wanted to protect you. After your mother's death, you unfortunately got sick. My father tried his best to save you

Before he died, he told me that if one day he died, I would cure you for him. Over the years, the emperor has finally lived up to his heart, and your disease has finally recovered. "

Jingxian couldn't see his expression.

Just ask, "why did you suddenly say this?"

"Just remember."

"My mother's concubine and your Mo family have grace, but your Mo family has grace with me. Maybe this is fate."

Mo ruo suddenly stopped.

Stay where you are.

"What's the matter?" Asked Jing Xian.

Mo ruo turned around, looked at him very seriously and said, "Jing Xian, over the years, I have been taking you as my brother and tried my best to cure you. You said I wanted to come to the palace, and I should ask you to ask Miss Ji. Finally, Jing Rong asked to see the emperor. Only then did I allow you to leave the palace and enter the court."

"I should thank him."

"From the beginning, he didn't want to give up the throne, and he planned to give it to you. You should also know that Jingrong's mind is not in the government. Sooner or later, he will leave the capital with Miss Ji, and you are destined to be the future prince."

"Mo ruo, you..."

"I tell you this in the hope that you can understand that Jingrong is not your enemy!"

Uh!

Jing Xian nearly fell off his horse.

Fortunately, he pulled the reins in his hand.

But pale!

He pursed his lips. "What do you mean?"

Very light!

Mo ruo, with a cold face, raised his eyes and looked at him with an innocent face: "Jing Rong is now in prison and bears such a big crime. After the annual sacrifice, the emperor must deal with it, and you are not the biggest beneficiary?"

Uh!

"Do you doubt me?" Jing Xian was angry.

"I made a bet with myself. I bet I believe you, because I thought I knew you, but in fact I was wrong. I trusted this kind of thing. It doesn't exist between you and me." Mo ruo smiled bitterly and loosened the horse rope in his hand.

The horse seemed to break free and its front hooves were raised high.

"Hiss ~"

Jingxian fell off his horse and was very embarrassed.

He looked pale and lay on the ground.

When the entourage on one side saw it, he rushed to help him.

But——

"Go away!" He gave a reprimand.

The entourage was frightened and walked away immediately.

He struggled to get up from the ground. His gentle and innocent eyes completely disappeared. Finally, he showed his cold and greedy appearance and smiled coldly at the Mo ruo in front of him.

Shit!

Mo ruo grabbed his collar and said angrily, "Jingxian, do you know what you're doing? Why did you become like this? Why?"

Roar!

Jingxian hooked his thin cold and strange lips, pushed him away and slightly raised his jaw. "If you want to blame, blame God. Who let me be born in the imperial family? From the day I was born, it was doomed to my fate. Struggle! It will never stop! Either you die or I die. I have no choice."

This is the real Jingxian!

The real him hidden under the morbid condition finally tore off the false mask!

Mo ruo's disappointment almost spread all over his body. That feeling tore away his trust in Jing Xian for many years. There was nothing left!

Speechless!

Still speechless!

Jingxian narrowed his eyes and said insidiously, "if you don't blame me, I'm helpless. If you don't get rid of Jingrong, even if I ascend the throne in the future, I can't rest easy, but now... If you choose to stand on my side, we can still be the same as before."

Ah, bah!

Mo ruo sneered, attached it to his ear and said, "the number of young birds returning to the forest is always fixed."

Uh!

Jing Xian's eyes deepened.

And leave that sentence, if you have turned your back and left

Looking at the figure, Jing Xian's heart is colder.

"Cough, cough..."

He suddenly coughed.

Coughed up blood. The blood sprayed on the white snow, which was very dazzling