"As for now, the emperor has returned to his bedroom to rest."
Mo Liyan nodded slightly. His expression was cold and indifferent. He didn't have any reaction. He knew that Mo Qingcang wouldn't give up. He just waited for the eunuch manager's following.
The eunuch manager can smell the smell of blood from the prince. He is very familiar with this smell. It seems that the wound is very serious.
The eunuch manager thought in the bottom of his heart and couldn't help but secretly looked up. From bottom to top, he saw that drops of red blood dripping down the prince's white and slender fingertips on the ground of the palace. The half of his left shoulder had been infected by blood, but because of his black clothes, he didn't see it very obvious, but it was enough to make people frightened.
He thought about the emperor's next order and bit his teeth. Although he couldn't bear it in his heart, he was also a deadly man after all. He crossed his heart and said directly: "the emperor said that he was tired and rested first, but he must see King Jin after waking up."
"So, since King Jin has gone back, there is no need to go back to the palace tonight. Kneel outside the imperial study and wait for the emperor to summon. The emperor will come early in the morning."
"This is the emperor's oral order." the eunuch manager said under pressure. At that time, what Mo Qingcang said was even more embarrassing. Naturally, he didn't dare to turn his words directly. He could only think about talking to Mo Liyan as much as possible.
The young prince looked at the Royal study in the dark in front of him without emotion. The dark darkness in the depths of his eyes could not see the slightest light and shadow. He said it coldly and confidently, and then knelt down with an expressionless robe.
The eunuch manager smiled and retreated to the side.
On the cold stone slab outside the grand and solemn imperial study hall, the deep night is tiled and the cold wind is Xiaoxiao.
There was only a solitary figure kneeling straight outside the hall. He was tough and calm, and did not appear embarrassed, because he was dignified, just like a dusty ancient sword.
Occasionally there were palace people passing by, but they didn't dare to take a more look in the direction of the study, nor did they dare to see the people kneeling there. They didn't even dare to breathe more, so they bowed their heads and hurried away.
This kneeling,
Just one night.
Mo Liyan knew that Mo Qingcang had been looking for all kinds of half points against him. Now he made mistakes and mistakes. Mo Qingcang certainly wouldn't let this go. He had expected it before he came. Compared with before, kneeling in the study was really simple.
From the dark night to the dawn, the long time passed, and the ink integrated into the capital of the state of Chu seemed to be filtered by clear water.
The first beam of sunshine appeared at dawn, jumping on the man's hair tied with a jade crown, on his cold and beautiful shoulder line, and on his eyelashes, but it could not fall into the dark and deep eyes, without half warmth.
The crimson blood fell on the ground, and gathered into a large piece of blood on the stone slab. His black shirt was red with blood, and his color was deeper, with a thrilling sense of bewitchment!
Mo Liyan's kneeling posture was always straight, and there was no sign of half bending. His face was too pale, as if he had been emptied of all his blood color. He stared at the imperial study in front of him, biting the tip of his tongue. The blood was rampant in his mouth, forcing himself to keep his brain awake and calm, and forcing himself not to faint because of the spread of toxicity.
If he really falls here, he will not escape the crime of losing his honor in front of the temple.
Mo Liyan calmly thought that even though his whole body tortured every nerve trembling violently because of the spread of toxicity, he didn't show half a point, and even wanted to analyze the current situation and what to do next.
The eunuch general manager retreated not far away. Under the order of Mo Qingcang, he had been staring at such a scene all night. He had to admire that this man could still kneel here under serious injury. The whole Chujing couldn't find a second one.
Unfortunately,
How unlucky it was to spread the family background behind such a mother and biological mother!
At the beginning, more than 400 lives of the Lin family were bloodstained in the capital of Chu. All the doors were copied and the nine families were killed. This is the most profound and cruel picture engraved in the depths of memory.
It's a pity that he survived such a prince raised in the deep palace, but he has also become the most hated and hated thorn in his Majesty's eye.
You want your minister to die,
The minister had to die.
The eunuch chief retreated silently and turned back to the direction of the emperor's bedroom.
Mo Qingcang slowly got up from the bedroom, dressed under the service of the palace people, and then went to the early Dynasty. The emperor spent a lot of time in the early Dynasty, drenched the dog blood scolded by many ministers, and then calmly announced the next Dynasty. On the way back, he thought about it, thought of something, and asked the slaves around him: "is mo Liyan still kneeling outside the imperial study?"
"If you go back to the emperor, King Jin has been kneeling all night." the eunuch manager lowered his eyebrows: "King Jin seems to be badly hurt and bleeding. If you kneel down like this, I'm afraid something will happen, Emperor."
Mo Qingcang half narrowed his eyes and looked at the bright white sunshine in the sky. He thought it was almost time to see someone, so he said, "then go to the imperial study."
The emperor turned from the Jinluan hall to the imperial study. In about a quarter of an hour, he could see the lonely figure in Xuanyi from far to near, and the vicious dislike and killing intention passed through the depths of his eyes.
It's not dead,
It's really lucky and capable.
It's a pity.
Mo Qingcang thought. Without looking at the figure outside the hall, he directly walked into the imperial study. The bright yellow embroidered clothes with golden dragons symbolized the most supreme power in the world.
"The emperor let you in." the eunuch manager stopped beside Mo Liyan and whispered.
Mo Liyan closed his eyes. He looked at the Royal study in front of him and stood up silently and coldly.
At the moment when he got up, because he knelt all night and felt continuous pain, he staggered slightly and shook his body for a moment, as if he would fall in front of the hall at any time.
Just when the eunuch manager was surprised and wanted to reach out to help, the slender and cold figure stood firm again.
Mo Liyan just paused. His knuckles were covered under his black sleeves with clear and smooth fingers. His knuckles were horribly pale. He endured the tingling and faint consciousness. His eyes always locked in the direction of the Royal study, reflecting the white light. The whole person seemed to be in the dark and walked forward step by step, very slow and stable, as always.
The eunuch general manager was stunned. His fingers just stretched out in the air retracted again. He looked at some dried blood on the ground with a complex look, and there were red blood gathering. Finally, he looked at the cold and calm figure and sighed.