Chapter 2968

He went to the rabbit lamp that had been thrown away and blown away by the north wind. Then he bent over, half knelt in the snow, and held out his hand again without saying a word.

It was snowy and there was no one around. There was only king Jin in the vast world.

This is the only time,

He just put down a little disguise.

Mo Liyan held it carefully, which he didn't even notice. He wiped it like a treasure, as if he were dealing with something valuable and hard to find.

He rubbed it very carefully and seriously. He wouldn't let go of even a trace. It seems that he wants to erase all the ice and snow as before.

But he couldn't wipe it off. He was eager to move, his fingertips trembled, and his knuckles were white and blue against the snow.

The boundless snow fell all over the sky. King Jin was alone in the snow and kept wiping. The more he looked at the lantern, the more flustered he was.

Obviously, there was no such emotion just now, but now the more you think about it and wipe it, the more you silently tear a blood hole from the depths of the calm and cold heart, and pour cold wind into it. The internal organs seem to be covered with thin ice. With each heartbeat and breath, the thin ice breaks inch by inch, and the ice residue splashes out, stabbing the heart and bone, dripping with blood.

Mo Liyan couldn't understand why he was like this,

What was thrown away was only a lamp.

Why did he lose his usual calmness, wisdom, sharpness and demeanor.

Panicked,

Unspeakable panic.

As if what was thrown away was not a lantern, but other very important things.

It also seems that what can't be wiped off is not the ice and snow on the lanterns, but deep cracks.

It's so across my heart that it's hard to breathe.

A heart seems to be held by an invisible hand, constantly clenched, arbitrarily placed in the palm of the hand, playing with a heavy and suffocating pain, and finally torn to pieces.

In the end,

Mo Liyan stood up silently holding the lamp. The wind and snow are getting bigger and bigger. It can drown people.

Instead of leaving, he took the lamp he had made himself, stood outside the mansion all night and waited all night.

Didn't wait to dye white.

His new year's gift, which he solemnly prepared for the first time, turned out to be nothing but a waste of Tang Dynasty.

But this lamp,

Mo Liyan took it back and didn't throw it away.

It probably became the only thing out of place in King Jin's house.

After the first day of the new year, it is the first day of the new year, and the Lantern Festival is not far away.

Every family is decorated with lanterns and fireworks.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier. It never stops. The withered branches and leaves are swaying left and right by the strong wind, as if they will be lifted to the ground in the next second.

The whole Chujing city is completely covered with ice and snow.

"In fact, that lamp... Looks good," Xie Jinshu said to ranbai.

"Really." dyeing white reaction seems very common, and even the tone is light: "it's very boring."

Xie Jinshu smiled and knew that ranbai didn't take it to heart, so he didn't speak again.

"Don't say this, are you ok?" ran Bai leaned aside, slightly frowned, and urged in an impatient cold voice.

Xie Jinshu: "... Don't rush, I'm the first time!"

"Will you?"

"Who said I wouldn't? Look."

"Tut."

The childe, who was as white as snow and not stained with fine dust, stood in the kitchen of the mansion. He paused for almost half an hour and did almost nothing.

Xie Jinshu only felt a headache. Young master Xie, who has always been omnipotent, suddenly felt that there were still things very difficult in the world.

For example, cooking.

As for dye Bai, she felt that Xie Jinshu was idle and had to cook by herself. As a result, she couldn't do anything.

Another half hour passed,

When dye Bai came back to the kitchen to see it, he really couldn't see it anymore.

The girl in red was expressionless. She walked in a few steps with a cold and delicate face. She stared at all kinds of vegetables, fruits and meat placed there. She didn't see why.

So in order to avoid trouble, she reached out and fished a lot. Without saying a word, she directly threw these things into the pot. That action is called a crisp, simple and rough, like running water, which is wonderful.

Xie Jinshu was stunned.

He paused strangely for a second or two: "is this how to cook?"

Dyed white side eyes, looked at him coldly, "what's the problem?"

"I just don't feel very... Not very delicate." Xie Jinshu pondered a little, then smiled at the girl's deep peach blossom eyes, and said, "but it's a good way."

He praised: "the princess is smart."

then,

In a quarter of an hour,

Thick smoke came out of the kitchen, and the air was filled with white fog. The sound of "zizizi" was making a slight noise, which made it extremely choking.

The two quickly ran out of the kitchen.

It was too choking. Dye Bai coughed several times. She stared at the smoky kitchen. It seemed that she could directly shoot out a peach blossom ice rain. Finally, she came to a conclusion: "there is definitely a problem in this kitchen."

She doesn't feel anything wrong with her approach.

That's right.

Xie Jinshu found the handkerchief for the first time, sighed low, frowned close, and wanted to wipe his face with dyed white. His voice was clear and gentle: "yes, there is a problem in the kitchen."

Dyed white staggered, took the handkerchief and said coldly, "no, I'll do it myself."

Xie Jinshu's lips were filled with a smile. He just stepped back a few steps and didn't force it.

After dyeing white and wiping her face, she still felt that her clothes were smoked. Her constant cleanliness made her want to bathe now and immediately, and then threw away her clothes.

Then before going back, ran Bai thought about it indefinitely, and finally said to Xie Jinshu, "the kitchen has been demolished and rebuilt."

Xie Jinshu: "

He nodded solemnly, his eyebrows and eyes clear and affectionate.

I want to laugh.

I'm sorry,

Really, cooking hasn't improved at all.

Feng Luo suddenly thought,

If these two people are together

A murderer is good at everything except cooking. He is almost arrogant and never goes to the kitchen.

A noble childe who does not touch the spring water and knows nothing about cooking.

These two people get together. What can we do if there is no one?!

I want to laugh at the thought of sealing off.

When ranbai came out after bathing, it was already dark.

Like a drop of ink quietly infiltrating into the clear water, it dyed everything dark. The conspiracy was brewing silently, and slowly woven a net.

Night fell and was gray.

Heavy snow, not tired, fluttering. Ups and downs, but inexplicably flowing thoughts are frozen and submerged

"Let's go." Xie Jinshu changed his clothes, stayed outside and looked at ran Bai coming out. "Let's go out to eat together."