Chapter 2939

The man was dressed in black and brocade, with cloud patterns inlaid with gold. His 3000 ink hair was scattered behind him and tied up by a gilded jade crown.

At the moment, the pure black clothes fell loosely, gently against the wine cup with quiet and beautiful workmanship and cold touch.

After staring for two seconds, Mo Liyan turned a few residual shadows on his fingertips, and then made a behavior that he thought was absurd later.

Jin Wang calmly and silently took the brocade handkerchief he was carrying with him, and carefully wiped the wine cup. The long eyelashes dropped a small piece of fine shadow at the bottom of his eyes, covering his eyes. His action was quite serious and focused, as if what he was wiping was not an ordinary wine cup, but a rare treasure.

Until it was confirmed that it was wiped clean and there was no dust on it, Mo Liyan didn't relax for any reason.

He leaned alone on the chair in the pavilion, one straight long leg stretched there at will, while the other leg bent slightly, his back gently against the cold vermilion column, stuck to the wine lamp on the stone table by the cool moonlight like night water, and filled himself with a glass of wine with the glass he had just tried.

Then he touched his thin lips and took a sip. After being quiet for a few minutes, somehow, he suddenly poured liquor directly into his throat and drank it in one gulp!

The drinking action was quick and quick. A few drops of wine slipped down along the arc of his cold white jaw and rolled down the bewitching Adam's apple line. Finally, it happened to fall on the place where the clavicle was branded.

Mo Liyan didn't care. He was quite drunk and didn't return. He poured himself a cup of wine and drank it like his life!

The burning liquor poured directly into the throat like a thin sharp blade. Every time I swallowed it, it seemed to be mixed with blood into the abdomen. The throat was burning and painful, like being cut by a knife.

last,

King Jin coughed violently for several times according to the position of his heart. It seemed that he could cough out a whole life, and even the position of the Adam's apple was pale.

Mo Liyan was stunned. He still held an empty glass in one hand. His face suddenly became cold. He couldn't explain his behavior and didn't know how to explain it.

Is he crazy?

Only one person can drink alone under the moon, trying to cover up all the feelings of being at a loss and like a flood breaking through the dike with strong wine.

The Palace Banquet continues,

No one noticed his royal highness Jin, who emptied the wine to the moon in the small pavilion, and no one would care.

"Where have you been?" Xie Jinshu asked in a low voice when he saw ranbai coming back.

Ranbai returns to his position and sits down. He says plainly that he hasn't gone anywhere.

Xie Jinshu said he knew and didn't ask again. He just looked at the empty position that originally belonged to Mo Liyan. Finally, he lowered his eyes and his thin lips always held a touch of elegant and indifferent smile.

Since the last Palace Banquet,

Many days have passed, and in the twinkling of an eye, more than half a month has passed.

In the compartment of a teahouse on Chang'an Street.

Only two people.

"Recently, border soldiers have been constantly attacked by the enemy, and there are many frictions with Korean border soldiers."

The clear sound line sounded in the box, gentle and compassionate, very nice to hear.

Looking at the master of the voice, he was dressed in sky blue clothes, jade crown and hair. He was well dressed. He showed a bit of noble spirit when he raised his hands and feet.

It is mo Rongxuan, the prince of Chu Jing.

The lazy person leaning on the opposite side didn't make a sound, just casually holding the tea cup, turning his fingertips on it, listening to Mo Rongxuan's words one by one.

Mo Rongxuan didn't care either. He continued to say in a warm voice, "in the early days of the recent Dynasty, there were many disputes over this matter. The court was divided into two groups of ministers, each holding his own opinion."

"Some people think that South Korea should not be allowed to continue to be unbridled. They should start an attack to maintain the inviolable dignity of the great Chu state, and also show other countries the strong military strength of the Chu capital. However, others think that peace and happiness are the right way. Now that the world is dawn and the people are rich and safe, there is no need to fight again. Moreover, it will be the new year in a few months. They don't like to fight at this time."

"What does Miss Ling think we should do?"

Dyed white supported her white forehead with one hand and played with the teacup with the other hand. In the atmosphere of a little silence, she opened her mouth. She was light and had no emotion: "this battle will be fought."

Mo Rongxuan smiled slowly, and the bottom of his eyes was also a gentle smile: "Miss Ling Bai is right, and I think so. Now my father seems to be wandering on both sides, but yesterday, I heard that Lord Sun and my father, who have insisted on arranging troops to fight in the court Hall, have been exploring in the imperial study for a long time."

"Who do you think is more suitable for this battle?"

Ranbai leaned back a little, closed his eyes, and a shadow of a person flashed in his mind. Finally, it formed a huge picture.

The girl in red closed her eyes and whispered:

"Mo Ye Lei."

Mo Rongxuan was surprised: "the prince? Why is it him? The prince personally led the troops to fight. This situation is not a small matter."

Ran Bai opened her eyes. Those cold and deep eyes like a cold pool were deep. She slowly straightened up and looked at Mo Rongxuan, word by word: "it must be him."

Mo Rongxuan was silent for a moment and joked: "it seems that Lord Ling has come up with another idea to deceive people?"

Ranbai smiled. The corners of her eyes and eyebrows were wanton, with a sense of dignity full of evil.

Said three words to Mo Rongxuan.

Mo Rongxuan almost shook his hand and threw the newly picked up tea cup to the ground. The atmosphere in the box fell into silence for a time. For a long time, Mo Rongxuan broke the atmosphere and said inexplicably: "Lord Ling's idea... Makes the king admire very much."

"But this is by no means a small matter."

Ranbai stood up and went to the position next to the box window. She looked down on the prosperous scenery outside the teahouse. The white light outlined the girl's beautiful and fierce side face, plated with light golden awn.

"I said yes, that must be OK."

Proud and confident.

A determined tone.

"Let you arrange an eye liner at the prince's side to think of a way to wake Mo Yelei up."

Mo Rongxuan's eyelids jumped.

He didn't tell Ling Bai that Mo Ye Lei had his people around him.

Mo Rongxuan looked deeply at the girl standing against the light and thought, but if it was Ling Bai, it goes without saying that he would guess

He really saw the right person.

Ling Bai is not simple at all.

The next sentence of ranbai completely stopped Mo Rongxuan.

"Wei Pingsheng is from King Jin's house."

Mo Rongxuan frowned and looked at dye white.

Dyed white seemed to say a very ordinary little thing, and her expression and tone didn't change.

Mo Rongxuan wanted to open his lips. Finally, he thought word by word and asked, "Wei Pingsheng... Isn't he the prince?"