Chapter 2976

But he suffered from the ninth day of the ninth day. Only two days later, he had let the ninth day of the ninth day cry secretly in his heart. He came to help the master review these official affairs. He lived in the same room with King Jin all day. He was really frightened to listen to those quick and resolute solutions!!

There is no more difficult dark guard than him.

He would rather be the same as the seventh day, alas.

At the moment, hearing Mo Liyan's order, it made the ninth day feel relieved. He hurried away and hid in the dark.

At this time,

Xie Jinshu also broke in directly. His amazing face, like a relegated immortal, always held a touch of elegant and indifferent smile. At the moment, Xueyi Shuanghua approached his royal highness King Jin, who was cold and arrogant.

The rest of the study retired, leaving only Mo Liyan and Xie Jinshu.

The sound of snow-white brocade boots stepping on the ground is very subtle.

final,

Stopped in front of Mo Liyan.

A few days ago, Xie Jinshu knew that Mo Liyan had gone. He had to wonder why Mo Liyan appeared.

Today, I just want to find out.

But

He didn't expect it to be like this.

In Xie Jinshu's eyes,

Reflecting the straight figure of King Jin, his indifference, and... Those eyes covered with white Ling.

For the first time in his life, Xie Jinshu lost his temper.

His pupils contracted suddenly in an instant, as if broken by some incredible picture.

The cool smiling radian from the corners of the lips converged and disappeared completely, as if it had never appeared.

"Mo Liyan." Xie Jinshu never called the man's name word by word like now, asked in an unbelievable tone, and stared down at the man: "your eyes..."

Mo Liyan didn't go to see Xie Jinshu. Now for him, it's the same everywhere. There's no difference between opening his eyes and closing them. It's just boundless darkness.

Therefore, Jin Wang lowered his eyes from beginning to end. He leaned lightly against the soft couch, as if he had no emotion. He opened his mouth in a very understated and precious tone, as if he said a common thing, "just blind."

go blind,

nothing more,

That's it.

Xie Jinshu asked, "why?"

Mo Liyan didn't want to say, and he didn't want to say. Nothing is more ironic than this scene now.

As soon as he saw Xie Jinshu, he could imagine that he would overturn in the shaky restaurant in the sea of fire at any time. The girl in red did not hesitate to get rid of his hand. She was in great danger but refused to leave. She kept shouting Xie Jinshu in a cold voice.

Xie Jinshu suddenly calmed down again. He couldn't tell why he lost control at that moment.

The man in front of me

Xie Jinshu always had the impression that he was cold, arrogant, cruel and ruthless, and existed like a king.

Xie Jinshu never thought that such a person would one day be in front of him with White Damask in his eyes. In a light tone, he was just blind.

"Is it because of that day?" Xie Jinshu knew that Mo Liyan came to the restaurant that day. Except that day and that person, Xie Jinshu thought of any existence that could reduce Mo Liyan to such a point.

In the endless silence, Xie Jinshu got the answer.

"It's ridiculous." Xie Jinshu murmured to himself. His eyes were complex. He repeated with emphasis again: "Mo Liyan, it's ridiculous."

Jin Wang: "would you say that?"

"Mo Liyan, do you know?" Xie Jinshu calmly stood by, looked at the scenery outside King Jin's house and the direction of Zhaoyun Pavilion: "I never thought you would fall in love with someone, who was still Ling Bai."

"Isn't that ridiculous?"

"I really didn't expect that such an impulsive behavior regardless of the overall situation can be done by you mo Liyan. When you know that she is my Korean princess, and when you know that she hates it."

"So?" Mo Liyan's expression didn't change from beginning to end, as if anything said in Xie Jin's book had nothing to do with him.

"Be sober." after playing for so many years, Xie Jinshu rarely takes it so seriously. He Jing Mo Liyan is an excellent opponent. He is more worried that such people will break their reason: "you lose in the chaos of imperial power and kill opportunities on the battlefield, but don't... Lose in love."

Mo Liyan's past is not unknown to Xie Jinshu.

He has few admirers in his life.

But the Lin family is full of loyalty, which is one of his admiration.

If Mo Liyan delays the overall situation for his own personal relationship, he abandons the Lin family's deep hatred for his children and women.

Xie Jinshu will be surprised and disappointed.

Although Xie Jinshu said that he would never believe that Mo Liyan could do such a irresponsible act, he reminded him a few words after pondering.

"Do you think the king doesn't know?" Mo Liyan asked without lifting his eyes. No one in the world knows all this better than Mo Liyan, and no one can understand how he should choose.

"Just know what you know." Xie Jinshu pulled down his thin lips and spit out such a sentence. He felt nothing to say. He was a little confused in his heart and didn't have any mind to argue with Mo Liyan, so he said a plain sentence and left, turned and left.

After three or four steps, the pace suddenly stopped again.

"Recover as soon as possible." he turned his back to Mo Liyan, word by word, in a clear voice.

The voice fell,

Xie Jinshu went straight away.

Such a large and cold study is rigorous and quiet, but it is somewhat inhumane.

Wei Pingsheng said so, and Xie Jinshu said so.

It seems that everyone thinks he should do so.

Mo Liyan's slender white fingers curled slightly against his thin lips, coughed several times, and his fingertips trembled faintly.

This is the first time Mo Liyan has tasted regret in his life.

It was woven into an overwhelming net to envelop him. It seemed that countless long needles stabbed him in the heart and tore open deep blood mouths. Remorse spread endlessly in the bottom of my heart as if it were poisonous, locking him in it. I couldn't go out anyway.

This kind of pain is not fatal, but it is entangled day and night. It seems to be melted into the bone marrow and engraved on the tip of the heart, causing blood to flow, bone cracks and holes.

He knows he can't regret it.

All these decisions were made by himself. There was nothing to say.

Once you regret, you will be doomed.

He warned himself countless times, but in the end, he was unable to resist such emotion, allowing inch by inch to invade the bone marrow and be swallowed and annihilated by it.

He really regretted it.

I regret every decision I made, I regret that I was so determined to be conceited, and I regret that I cut everything between them.

At the beginning, if he was half soft hearted and half closed his hand, he wouldn't let them fall to such a point.

It's her tragedy.

It's also his tragedy.

It turns out that all the music ends and ends, which has been predestined at the beginning, and has long been doomed to the end.