Chapter 2916

In the depressed and condensing carriage, Mo Liyan stared at ran Bai from a commanding position and asked, "why don't you hide?"

Ran Bai tilted her head and was puzzled. After a while, she slowly took back her eyes, smiled and asked, "why do you hide?"

She just wanted to see,

Will he kill her.

That's it.

Mo Liyan's eyes showed a gloomy cold. He was rarely angry. This time, the young prince suddenly leaned over and approached the girl. He pressed her shoulders with his hands, because his fingertips were cold,

"Do you remember what the king told you?"

Dyed white smiled and said nothing.

"What the king told you in the prince's house before, you turned a deaf ear to it, didn't you?!"

Dye Bai can feel the tear like pain from the wound when Mo Liyan works hard, as if it affects all the nerves of the whole body, but her expression hasn't changed at all. She still has the mind to get close to Mo Liyan and seriously said, "I didn't promise you."

Mo Liyan sneered. He lowered his eyes a little. He could see that the blood stained on his fingertips was white. He casually wiped the viscous blood on the corner of the girl's clothes: "do you know what you are doing?"

Ranbai answered easily, "kill her."

What a simple and clear meaning.

Mo Liyan said, his eyes were cold, like condensing an ice storm. He gently corrected her and said, "you're looking for death."

"It seems that you should have killed me just now so that Miss Wei can relieve her anger." dyed white bent the lower corner of her lip gently.

"Indeed."

He casually responded to the white words without any warmth. His white slender fingers gently touched the girl's wound, rubbed the tip of the concealed weapon, and then pulled it out without warning in the next second.

The blood splashed out, splashed the blood of Mo Liyan's hand, and dyed his clothes red and white.

A strong smell of blood filled the carriage.

Dyed white seemed to feel no pain. Her face was pale. The blood flowed along her right shoulder, but she didn't say a word.

Mo Liyan didn't care about the life and death of dyed white. He didn't even take a look at it. He just played with the sharp concealed weapon and made a satirical evaluation of four words: "suffer for yourself."

After that,

He directly threw the bloody concealed weapon out of the carriage and hit it on the ground, making a harsh sound.

"King Jin, the palace is here." the coachman dared not go to see the situation inside and said nervously.

Mo Liyan clasped the girl's wrist with one hand, pushed the man out of the carriage without pity, and dragged the man into the palace.

Hearing the news, both the seventh day and ruolian ran over and looked at such a scene. They couldn't understand the cold atmosphere between the two people.

If Lian saw the blood flowing all over the place, her face changed a little, "master... Miss."

The two men ignored what others meant.

The sky was dark, as if the night was coming. The dark clouds shrouded the whole King Jin's residence, and there was no half light. The leaves and branches shook violently from left to right, making a rustling sound.

But the atmosphere was oppressive silence.

"Do you know what's wrong?" Mo Liyan asked in a cold voice word by word. The voice roared in the cold wind. It was broken, but the cold idea did not decrease.

"I'm right." dyed white is very understatement, and the long eyelashes just cover up the dark mood in the fundus of the eyes.

"How." Mo Liyan smiled, but the smile didn't hit the bottom of his eyes. Even his lips were cold: "do you want to kill her again?"

"She's lucky she didn't die this time." ran Bai stared at the blood beads flowing from her fingertips: "not necessarily next time."

"When are you going to make trouble?" Mo Liyan's last patience was almost exhausted. He scolded coldly, and his words hit ranbai like a sharp blade. "Did the king give you the illusion that you can make trouble or do you think you have any capital?"

Make trouble.

All her actions, in his eyes, can only be attributed to one word.

Ranbai calmly denies Mo Liyan's words. The cloudy dark sky envelops her expression, as if the whole person is in some kind of darkness: "I didn't make trouble -"

"You only need to obey orders in King Jin's residence!" Mo Liyan interrupted ranbai's words without hesitation. With the coldest and strongest tone, he poured out thousands of miles of cold, cruel and cold to tell her this fact.

What he needs is obedient and controlled, not someone who can destroy his plan and disturb the overall situation at any time.

Because such people,

Stay in King Jin's residence,

There is no value.

"It's a pity that I never obey orders."

Ranbai's reaction has always been very calm, as if it should be. The tone of narration is like a fact. To be exact, what she said is indeed a fact.

She was born,

Never control.

Better broken jade,

Nor is it complete.

If Lian had hardly seen Mo Liyan so angry, she bit her teeth and hardened her scalp to interrupt: "master, miss, she still has injuries... It's better to treat her first. If anything happens, we'll talk about it later."

In the face of the cold and cold atmosphere, if Lian's voice is getting smaller and smaller, he has to say: "if you go on like this, you will lose too much blood and your life will be in danger..."

Mo Liyan listened to Ruo Lian's words, turned his eyes indifferently on ranbai, pulled off his thin lips, and said calmly and casually: "isn't this not dead yet?"

If Lian Shanshan is, she really doesn't dare to say more, otherwise she may come to no good end.

Listen to the meaning of the master's tone,

It seems that as long as you don't die, it's not a big deal.

There was a sudden gust of wind, black clouds rolled in the sky, and thunder exploded.

"The king will give you one last chance." he said, "are you wrong?"

If Lian listens, she will dye her eyes white madly.

Although I don't know what happened, it's better to admit a mistake than not. Maybe the master will let bygones be bygones! At least it can be given a lighter punishment. Now it's really scary!

But ranbai didn't care what Ruo Lian conveyed. Facing the cold wind, she repeated, "I'm right."

Mo Liyan looked cold and arrogant, his thin lips opened gently, and his words were like a sharp blade quenched with METH: "the seventh day of the new year."

The seventh day of junior high school held the sword hard, trying to give yourself a sense of security, "subordinates are here."

"What is the crime of acting without authorization and disobeying orders in King Jin's house?"

Seventh day: "

He pressed his fingertips on the sword, endured the sense of oppression pouring from the air, and respectfully reported: "if you don't obey or even disobey the Lord's order, you should... You should punish five or fifty lashes."