She looked at it casually, glanced at the time casually, and smiled: "Mo Rongxuan doesn't wait any longer."
"Is the princess going?" the people next to her asked with low eyebrows.
"Of course, it's just another way to go." ranbai puts down the invitation and has a cold look in his eyes: "he has a heart, but I can also help the fire."
"I suddenly want to carve a jade pendant."
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And at the same time,
King Jin's residence.
"Go." Mo Liyan looked at the invitation, but spit out a word calmly and indifferently.
Since it was against him, how could he not go?
Just
Mo Liyan fixed his eyes on the time of appreciating flowers, and his eyes lifted the dark and slow mood.
It's fifteen.
It's fifteen again.
"Haven't Chu Qing and wake up yet?"
The seventh day shook his head and couldn't help but sweat: "master, you also know the miracle doctor Chu. He may be able to lie down for three months. He was poisoned himself, and others can't solve it."
As usual,
Mo Liyan would never care so much.
But
Jin Wang's strength with the invitation increased unconsciously.
There is no antidote.
Not at all.
Mo Liyan has never hated a thing so much.
Why didn't you give in a little at the beginning? Why did you have to feed the man Gu poison with a whim
Jin Wang stood up, his eyes shook for a moment, threw down the invitation and walked out of the study.
It is the direction to Chu Qing and where he lives.
Chu Qing and now live in King Jin's residence. It's amazing that all the rare medicinal materials have been used up in recent months, and they don't necessarily improve.
And now,
Mo Liyan approached the room expressionless and could smell the medicine smell in the air.
He saw Chu Qing and still lying there, as usual, as if asleep.
Mo Liyan stared for two seconds and took back his eyes.
Over the past year, he has searched countless ancient books and almost found all the books in the world, but he has never found any book recording the antidote to controlling heart Gu. Even Chu Qing and can't develop it.
Mo Liyan walked into the study of Chu Qing and his usual use, and almost placed all kinds of books in the world.
The closer the distance to the fifteenth, the more intense the feeling of panic at the bottom of Mo Liyan's heart.
He was eager to find any way to suppress mind control insects.
King Jin stayed in the book Pavilion for a day until late at night, but he got nothing. He still had important things to deal with, so he had to go back to the study first.
Mo Liyan came out from the innermost part of the book Pavilion. He accidentally bumped into a Book outside the pear blossom wood bookshelf next to him. He accidentally fell to the ground. He leaned over to pick it up and put it back again.
Suddenly I found something wrong with the bookshelf.
This is the innermost position of the whole book Pavilion. Mo Liyan is seen from the outside. This is the last layer. I will finish reading it soon, but I don't get any useful information.
Now I find the bookshelf a little strange.
After a little silence,
King Jin raised his hand. After a trial, he really found the mechanism and opened it accurately.
There is still a book in the bottom.
Mo Liyan knew at a glance,
This is written by Chu Qing and himself. It records his experience in medicine for several years and the preparation and reconciliation of thousands of poisons in the world.
It's normal for Chu Qing to hide like this.
But here,
There is still no record of heart controlling insects.
Mo Liyan carefully rubbed the book, turning page after page, and suddenly found that the thickness of one page was inconsistent with the others.
It was only a very slight difference, but it was still captured by Mo Liyan.
last,
He used some means to take out the innermost thing without damage. It was a thin white paper.
Liao Liao's words are recorded above.
But it's enough to make the ink dark.
That's——
The full moon controls the heart poison to a certain extent!
A few days later,
Princess Shanyang's plum feast.
The atmosphere was gloomy all day long. The weather was always gloomy. The sky was gray and could not show light. The whole world was covered by wind and snow.
The sky was covered with catkins like snow, which blurred people's sight.
The unseen darkness spread from the corners of the world, silent in the merciful white ice and snow.
Outside Princess Shanyang's residence, there are countless luxury cars, all of which are ladies of great families, romantic talents, famous families and children of aristocratic families.
"Third brother!" Princess Shanyang is wearing a light green and emerald skirt. Her cheeks are pointed, her face is like a lotus, her eyes are bright and her teeth are bright. She is very conspicuous in the wind and snow days.
Such elaborate dress up and dress up to attend, looked forward to it early, and finally saw the figure he was looking forward to. He hurriedly trotted over with his skirt, smiling with curved eyebrows and innocent: "I knew you would come."
Mo Liyan walked into the mansion leisurely in the wind and snow. He was dressed in royal clothes. He was monotonous and cold, solemn and black. It was probably because of the cold weather that he wore a broad cloak. The ink swayed in the snow, more and more against his tall and straight figure. His cold white skin color was like cold jade. His temperament was calm, cold and unfathomable.
He nodded coldly, and his every move was always light.
"Third brother, are you still hurt?" Princess Shanyang looked up slightly and looked at King Jin's too pale but still handsome and cold side face. There was no blood color, especially cold. She was a little distressed and complained in a low voice: "really, those assassins were too cruel. Fortunately, they caught them."
"No problem." Mo Liyan's slender white fingers raised slightly, coughed a few times against his thin lips, looked down, covered the blood color with a motionless look, and spoke softly.
Heart control poison is rampant in the body, and the pain affects every nerve endings.
But he never showed anything, as if it wasn't him who hurt.
This time, Mo Rongxuan wanted to enjoy the flowers. How could he not come.
"It's said that my father wanted to marry my third brother a month ago. Fortunately, my third brother refused. Changqing doesn't deserve you at all..."
Mo Liyan interrupts the girl's words with no emotion: "it has nothing to do with others."
When the words were interrupted, Princess Shanyang was not angry, but obediently replied: "I see."
She looked up and stared at the bewitching peerless face. Every minute was just right. It was because of his cold and noble temperament, he couldn't afford any blasphemy. It seemed that he was born to stand on the altar and could only look up.
"I haven't seen you for a month... The third brother looks good again." Princess Shanyang has always liked beautiful people or things, so among these royal children, she likes to deal with Mo Liyan most. Just looking at that face is already a kind of enjoyment.
Mo Liyan was clear about Princess Shanyang's temperament. She looked cold and had no interest in saying anything.