"Self, nature." Zhao Jiong stammered, "I'll leave."
With that, he quickly lowered himself and left with a sad look.
He doesn't want to offend the crown prince with high power because of a beauty. It's too uneconomical.
But why did the prince come out because of a maid around King Jin? It doesn't make sense.
They don't always deal with each other!
And in the dark,
Towering ancient trees with lush branches and leaves,
If Lian stood by and looked carefully at the man who couldn't see his face, he only felt that the formless pressure was heavier.
Miss, who do you meet? It's the prince!
And so are you, master. What are you looking at?
You just missed such a good opportunity for heroes to save the United States, and watched the whole scene calmly.
It really deserves to be a cold-blooded and ruthless king Jin.
If Lian couldn't figure out what Mo Liyan was thinking, she could only stand there more carefully, even breathing less, for fear that she might offend the master.
The cold wind rustled and the shadows of the trees were clear.
The branches of ancient trees are whirling and dancing by the wind, constantly shaking left and right, casting mottled shadows on the ground.
The young prince's fierce and handsome side face is gently gathered between the shadows of the trees, and the lines outline the sharp and aggressive nature, with some unpredictable feeling of light and darkness.
After Zhao Jiong left,
Mo Yilei stepped forward a few steps, stood in front of the girl in snow and said anxiously, "Bai, are you okay? Gu just saw such a scene."
"Thanks for the prince's concern. Nothing's wrong." ranbai replied alienated, and quietly put away the concealed weapon in his hand.
Mo Yilei seemed to relax a little, and seemed to think of something. His tone was dignified: "tell me, what's the matter? Didn't you assassinate Mo Liyan? Why did you suddenly walk with Mo Liyan?"
This is the most difficult and vigilant point of Mo Yelei.
"Did Mo Liyan force you? What did he want you to do?" Mo Yilei asked tentatively.
"No." ranbai stands beside the calm lake, a misty reflection of dust falls on the level lake, and the shadow of a crescent moon is reflected in the middle of the lake, "I volunteered."
Mo Ye Lei froze and hid the past without leaving a trace. "What are you talking about? Tell Gu what's going on."
His tone was calm: "Gu said, you are from my prince's house, and I will be responsible for you."
"No need." ranbai takes back his eyes and takes a slow look at Mo Yelei: "no need."
"Let the prince bother. Please go back."
Late at night,
Carved beams and painted columns, the absurd and luxurious pictures of clothes and temples, singing and dancing in the magnificent palace have lasted for a long time, but there is another scene beside the lake, which seems far away from prosperity. The peach blossom branches and leaves planted beside the Lake dance and cast a whirling and gorgeous shadow on the lake, adding a bit of solitude.
While Mo Yelei stood opposite, not saying a word, but looking deeply at the cold figure in snow. The night covered his expression. The bottom of his eyes seemed to surge with unspeakable cold meaning with the passage of time.
long time,
He spoke angrily.
"You're --"
Want to betray the Lord?
Mo Liyan stood by the ancient tree and enjoyed such a good play with some leisure and elegance, but there was no emotional fluctuation at the bottom of his eyes. He looked at the situation of strangers like a bystander.
Seeing that the time was almost over, he slowly stretched the Xuanyun sleeves of the silver thread, walked out slowly, approached step by step, and the ring pendant dangling from his waist showed some unusual feeling in the night.
"The prince is not enjoying singing and dancing in the palace. How can he have the idea to have a private meeting with the king's people this night?"
His tone was lazy and cold. When the ending was slightly selected, he outlined a cold-blooded hostility, which was not light or heavy in people's hearts.
What Mo Yelei wanted to say next was so stillborn. He swallowed it again. With a flash of coldness in his eyes, he turned and looked at the figure slowly walking towards the moonlight.
The moonlight was like frost and fell on the man. Mo Liyan approached lightly, but he didn't talk to Mo Yelei. Instead, he opened his mouth to ran Bai: "haven't you come yet?"
The girl in snow didn't care. She walked past calmly and indifferent.
Mo Yilei's face was a little worse. "Brother three, don't talk nonsense."
"Didn't the king see it with his own eyes?" Mo Liyan smiled gently, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were all wanton, arrogant and wanton.
Mo Yilei grinds his teeth secretly.
Indeed, as Mo Liyan saw, but he can't admit it!
But before Mo Yilei said it was just a coincidence, he heard the slender and handsome man in front of him say slowly: "if the crown prince likes it, my younger brother is naturally willing to give it up."
Mo Yilei frowns and looks at Mo Liyan warily. He thinks that his third brother can't say anything good next.
indeed,
Next, Mo Yilei listens to him.
"Just a woman, how can it affect the brotherhood between you and me?" Mo Liyan said softly, his dark red thin lips half hooked with a trace of evil and treacherous radian, his words were cold, and carelessly seemed to be saying a dispensable toy: "the crown prince is happy to send you."
He raised his eyebrows and smiled: "after all, who doesn't love beauty in life?"
Who doesn't love
Ranbai listens to Mo Liyan's words and chews them carefully.
The night covered half of her face, and there was a bright light at the bottom of her eyes.
She didn't say a word. Her cold and pale fingers played with the herbs she had just picked in her hand. Then, with an expressionless face, she tore up the herbs in her hand bit by bit and trampled them mercilessly.
The movement was very hard, as if with a strong force. The herbal medicine soon broke into pieces, overflowing with mottled juice and stained on the girl's hands.
People who have always been obsessed with cleanliness don't care much. They don't slowly release their hands until they completely crush the herbs. Countless broken grass leaves fall off their fingers, fall fragmented on the ground and are swept away by the wind of summer night.
A drop of dark green juice trickled down her fingertips and fell to the ground silently.
And Mo Ye Lei's face was completely black.
If he really listens to Mo Liyan tonight, he wants Ling Bai down.
I'm afraid everyone will see him tomorrow as an absurd prince who is greedy for beauty or beauty around his brothers!
He believed that by means of Mo Liyan, such rumors could spread all over the world in less than tomorrow.
But if not this time
I'm afraid there will be no chance to ask Mo Liyan for Ling Bai in the future.
Piansheng Ling Bai is just a shadow of himself. He can't see the light when licking blood at the tip of the knife. Living in the dark, ordinary people don't know the existence of such a girl!