Chapter 2901

Seeing that there was nothing else, ranbai was too lazy to stay in the study and turned away.

In that next second——

Something was thrown directly behind her and crossed a perfect throwing line in the air, with a faint awn and a faint smell of blood!

Very fast, with strength.

Mo Liyan used his strength. The porcelain bottle smashed at the figure with strong impact. There was no buffer, and there was a sound of breaking the air!

It was just a common porcelain vase, but it seemed to turn into a sharp blade in his hand.

Dyed white turned around in an instant and caught it with a quick and clean hand. Her slender and pale fingers clenched the porcelain vase, and her joints were faintly white. She stood there steadily and motionless.

Mo Liyan looked at such a scene coldly like a bystander. Suddenly, his eyes seemed to be filled with evil smile, with a kind of aloof indifference.

Sure enough

Good skill.

Dyed white slowly released her hand, spread out her palm and took a look.

A green porcelain vase lay quietly in his white and slender hand,

I don't know what's in it. It emits a faint smell of blood, like infecting blood.

Ominous implications.

She picked it up with her other hand. The hand holding the porcelain vase just now was deeply red and faintly blue and purple because of the violent impact. There was a kind of heart piercing pain that spread to the joints of bones.

In his hands,

Such a blue and white porcelain bottle is better than a sharp iron arrow.

Got a result, Mo Liyan slowly stretched his Liuyun sleeve, finally opened his mouth, and said carelessly: "this month's antidote for controlling heart Gu."

In all,

Tomorrow is fifteen.

It's understandable that Mo Liyan now gives her an antidote.

But the action just now was more like testing her in the name of antidote.

"You can go." looking at the person still standing there, Mo Liyan said in a lukewarm and cool tone. He no longer cared about everything in front of him. He was lazy and hung down his long eyelashes with a deep and introverted temperament.

Ran Bai played with the porcelain vase in her hand. The joints of her other hand were aching and couldn't hang on her side. She didn't care. She held the porcelain vase in her hand. Her eyes were quiet and plain and left.

Wei xinglie asked, "do you really trust Ling Bai?"

Mo Liyan gave such an answer in a light tone: "no, make the best use of everything."

He randomly picked out a grape from the fruit plate and slowly bit it between his thin lips. His lips were charming and bewitching. It was indescribable sexy, but people didn't dare to see it more because of his inaccessible cold demeanor.

After swallowing, the arc delicate and sexy Adam's apple rolled slightly, and Mo Liyan clapped his hand. He said to Chu Qing and, "Gu poison will be given to her. It's of its own use."

Chu Qing and her desire to talk stopped. Finally, she couldn't help asking, "isn't it true that extortion is love?"

Mo Liyan made a move.

He gently raised his eyes. His eyes were strangely cold and lustless. He fell on Chu Qing and his body. "On the seventh day of the seventh day, pick for Mr. Chu. Is there a deep sea suitable for him to bury in Kyoto."

"No, no, no! I'm kidding!" Chu Qing said with a strong desire for survival, and then begged bitterly: "don't care, sir, when I didn't say anything."

"My Lord, recently the crown prince has courted me and sent me a lot of gold, silver and jewelry." Wei xinglie said solemnly, "according to my Lord, what should I do?"

"Can you accept it?" Mo Liyan asked lightly.

"Of course not." Wei xinglie said solemnly, "I am loyal to adults. How can I be involved with the prince."

"If you send it again in the future, take it." Mo Liyan smiled, his side face was evil and handsome, "why refuse to send it to the door for nothing."

Wei xinglie was stunned. He even felt... Quite reasonable.

The next day,

Although today is a flower party, the weather is not beautiful. The sky in Chujing has been cloudy since last night. Now, the gathered dark clouds always hover above the sky, blocking the sun and no light.

Rao is in the daytime, and it is also very dark. The air is slightly cold. The cool wind carrying moisture blows on him, and it is slightly cold.

The storm was about to come. It lasted all night. There was no rainstorm, but it was even more disturbing.

Prince's house.

Carriages stopped everywhere, and people came into the prince's house in an endless stream.

After all, it is an invitation to enjoy flowers personally sent by the crown prince of a country. Who has the mind to refuse?

Even for the sake of superficial Kung Fu, I will go there.

But what they probably didn't think of was,

This party,

Even the other princes are here.

It's not grand.

"The third brother, the seventh brother." the prince Mo Yelei has broad eyebrows and eyes. He is wearing a light gold Prince's clothes, and his facial features are correct. He came forward to say hello. He looked at the cold figure next to him, and vaguely hooked his lips: "it seems that Miss Ling Bai is here at the invitation of Gu."

Ranbai and Mo Liyan stood together, listening to the prince's words, nodded without expression.

side.

Mo Rongxuan picked up the tip of his eyebrows and hung a gentle smile on his face. Looking at such a scene, he smiled and didn't know what he was thinking.

The party didn't officially begin,

Now you can still walk around the prince's house at will.

In the prince's house,

Flowers are in full bloom, competing for beauty, luxuriant and gorgeous, just like a scroll of beautiful paintings in the world.

Even if they are not bathed in the sun, they open beautifully, shaking left and right with the wanton cool wind.

Mo Liyan stood sideways under the gardenia and shrouded in the shadow. He looked indifferent. He pulled off a piece of white gardenia petals at will. His cold fingertips played wantonly. His voice was low without temperature: "do you know where the study is?"

Ran Bai looked at him with one side of her eyes and was close to the man. She could smell the clean and pleasant fragrance of the man, mixed with the Gardenia fragrance, and looked as clear as the wind. She paused a little, stared at the gardenia petals in Mo Liyan's hand, and whispered that she knew.

When Mo Liyan heard the answer, he didn't ask any more, but casually loosened his hand. That touch of white gardenia like frost dyed Gardenia floated away in an unknown direction with the breeze.

Most of the people who came to the banquet were young talents, young ladies, and there were no important officials in the court.

What makes Mo Yilei more proud recently is that Wei Pingsheng took refuge in him yesterday and said to help him get to that position, and Wei Yinyu was also at the party.

After the last event at the Colosseum, Wei Yinyu always remembered the last question in her mind. When she thought about it, she could not help thinking of the handsome and precious man in the dim lights.

When she knew about the party, Wei Yinyu didn't expect to really see the man. Close at hand, her eyes flashed a touch of joy and joy, and even her eyes seemed to twinkle.

The figure of Xuanyi Fenghua is standing under the Gardenia tree. The branches, leaves and petals cross and fall a beautiful shadow, gently outlining the man's cold and fierce profile, intertwined with the cold and evil beauty.

However, such a heartbeat stiffened after seeing the side.

Wei Yinyu gently pursed her lips and was silent.

She looked at that direction so quietly, watching the cold and abstinent young prince flick the gardenia petals falling on the girl's shoulders as if at will, seemingly a trivial and casual move, and then walked straight to the other direction as if nothing had happened.

Maybe it's an intuition,

Wei Yinyu always felt that the seemingly cold and cold King Jin was slightly different from the girl.

It seems insignificant, even can not capture, but it really exists.

Maybe it's so little different

Even Mo Liyan missed it before he realized it.