Chapter 2891

He suddenly felt,

If King Jin had died with the Lin family in the event that shocked the capital, it might have been a blessing. It would be better to have been tortured for so many years and survive everywhere.

Life is better than death.

When Mo Liyan came out of the palace, it was already noon.

The bright white and strong sun shines on people unscrupulously, like baking people alive in the raging fire. Every inch of light is like a sharp blade, leaving bloody wounds.

Mo Liyan walked out of the palace step by step. He stretched out his hand to block the dazzling light, but there were still a lot of light sneaking in from his fingers, and then fell into the fundus of his eyes, leaving an indistinguishable color. The light left a deep mark in it, and then it was torn, submerged and swallowed by the darkness.

He touched his forehead. The temperature was hot and hot, as if he were touching the flame. His body was sometimes cold as cold winter and sometimes hot as fire. It was unbearable.

It is unclear whether the sun is too hot or the spread of toxicity.

Before my eyes, there were empty double shadows one after another. My sight could not be focused. My brain was as heavy as falling late at night. I could only slowly walk out of this seemingly endless Palace Road with familiar memory and strong consciousness, like a luxury cage paved with blood and white bones.

"My Lord!" Chu Qing and have been waiting outside the palace. When he heard ruolian say that the master may be hurt and heard Wei xinglie's words, he always felt bad and waited outside the palace uneasily.

At this moment, I finally saw the figure of hope in the middle of the suffering, and smelled the familiar bloody smell. My face suddenly changed and rushed up directly.

"The wound is on the left shoulder. The concealed weapon is poisonous." Mo Liyan spit out such a sentence in a low and calm voice.

"Sir, get on the carriage first!"

Chu Qing and prepared healing supplies in the carriage early in the morning. He took a deep breath and helped the prince check his wound.

An hour later,

King Jin's residence,

In the main Pavilion bedroom,

In the face of the depressing and condensing atmosphere in the air, Chu Qinghe finally breathed a sigh of relief and began to pack up his things. Relieved, he said: "this poison is special, but now it has solved most of it. There is still some residual toxicity that needs to be removed slowly in the next time, and the wound has been wrapped up."

The seventh day clenched the sword, "thank you."

Chu Qing and heard this sentence, he waved his hand and felt a little funny: "I'm under the door of adults. It's my duty to treat adults who are injured, but -"

"What's the matter?" Chu Qing and the cynical smile on his face gradually disappeared, leaving only a serious, staring at Mo Liyan.

The young Prince changed his loose black clothes and wore them loosely. The clavicle lines were faint. At the moment, he leaned there calmly. Against his temperament, he seemed a little more lazy and noble.

He closed his eyes, long eyelashes cast a fine shadow, and his side face was clean and clear. Because of his injury, his skin color was morbid pale, his breathing was light and light, and his beauty was still confused. It was a bit more gentle and elegant, which was hard to see in him.

Seeing that Mo Liyan didn't pay attention to him, Chu Qing and clenched his teeth and tried to ask. He stared at the man in front of him: "Wei xinglie has told me that according to the adult's scheming and means, there would never be any mistakes in the past!"

"Accidentally attacked by an assassin, he disobeyed the secret order and escorted him back to the palace without permission." Chu Qing frowned and puzzled, "how can such a mistake happen to you? Do you know what you're doing?"

After talking for a long time, Chu Qing and found that the people on the soft couch had no response at all, and their hearts became more angry: "adult, did you hear me

In Chu Qing's angry look, Mo Liyan finally gave a faint, um, look unchanged, very indifferent.

Chu Qing and: "

He was even more angry.

"My Lord, who or what are you doing?" can make Mo Liyan ignore the overall situation.

The young prince lifted his eyes. His thin and slender eyelashes were slightly raised, stained with the light gold ends of the sun. His pupils were beautiful and deep, as deep as an icy cold pool. He glanced at Chu Qing and opened his mouth, and said in the most bland tone that did not contain any emotion: "No."

Chu Qing and speechless.

"Why are you, my lord?"

Listening to this question, Mo Liyan narrowed his narrow Danfeng eyes a little, and tapped twice with his white fingertips. His eyes were cold and bewitched, and the dangerous light sank at the bottom of his eyes: "Ben Wang also wants to know why."

Because Ling Bai is distracted.

Because giving Ling Bai antidote delayed the overall situation.

He also wants to know,

Why on earth?

What on earth is that man worth doing.

This is the point that Mo Liyan can't understand.

In the end, he can only boil down to,

This is a gadget he picked up from the roadside on a whim, and it is also a pet he is temporarily interested in. If he really died because of heart control, he might feel pity.

Listening to Chu Qing and his ears, this is that Mo Liyan didn't want to say at all. He sighed and knew that he couldn't come, so he had to pack up his things. "I don't care what adults are because of, but please pay attention to the overall situation in this jittery Chu capital before all the dust is settled."

Mo Liyan smiled lightly and said casually, "the king knows." then he said, "go down."

Chu Qing nodded and went out.

All the people in the bedroom had been dismissed by Mo Liyan. He leaned alone on the soft couch for a while, then stood up with one hand and walked slowly to the position by the window.

He was dressed in a black shirt, loose and confused, with a bit of lazy and noble demeanor, but his eyes were unspeakably fierce, as if pouring out thousands of miles of cold.

There won't be another time.

One mistake and lesson is enough.

Mo Liyan told himself so at the bottom of his heart.

In the twinkling of an eye,

The Dragon Boat Festival has arrived.

The night in the capital of Chu is especially prosperous because of the coming festival.

The whole of Kyoto is shrouded in night, still brightly lit and prosperous.

The atmosphere of the Dragon Boat Festival is thick, with vendors shouting one after another, melons, fruits, fish and meat, and shelves filled with rows of fresh vegetables and fruits.

Smiling people happily took the newly bought fish and meat and led their children to look around on the streets of the festival.

The dragon boat race on the river is in full swing. The five dragon boats are like swimming dragons in the water.

The brave men wielding oars are full of wind and are happy to move forward against the clock.

Zongye fragrance, full of joy.

Young women in Luo skirts linger in front of the dragon boat festival decorations. All kinds of jewelry sachets are colorful. It is difficult to choose between looking left and looking right.