Xie Jinshu smiled quietly. His eyes stirred up the radian of the breeze and sighed: "suddenly I don't know how to tell you."

"So you're talking nonsense?"

Xie Jinshu: "

"No, I said." Xie Jinshu tutted, "but before that, you have to be mentally prepared."

Ran Bai twisted her eyebrows. She was impatient and ignored Xie Jinshu.

Your childe, who is dressed in white rather than snow, approached slowly and drew a folding fan with his fingertips intentionally or unintentionally. He looked at the military plan with complex eyes, "Princess... I think about it and think you have the right to know about it."

"I'm not the one who gave you the antidote."

"I'm not the one who picks icicles."

Just these two simple words made dyed white fingertips stop for a moment.

She was stunned for a moment, then blinked her eyelashes lightly, as if nothing had happened: "I don't care who it is."

"But that man..." Xie Jinshu stared at ranbai and told her the truth word by word: "is it mo Liyan?"

The young girl general looked at Xie Jinshu calmly and said to him word by word, "I don't believe it."

After that,

She handled business as usual as if nothing had happened.

Xie Jinshu chuckled; "No. you know what? When you said this, you probably believed it."

Dye Bai suddenly threw away the official document in his hand and looked at Xie Jinshu coldly, "so?"

"The two of you lied to me together? Do you want to tell me that?"

"He doesn't want you to know." Xie Jinshu said plainly, "if you know, you won't accept it."

"Because that man is mo Liyan."

Dyed white drooping eyes, white fingertips against the corners of the lips, silent.

... that's ridiculous.

What is Mo Li derived from?

Mo Liyan never said this before her.

Ranbai recalls the antidote in the past two years, and also remembers that on the snow mountain that day, Jin Wang was so stubborn that he had to go out

He said he was going out.

He said to let her wait for him.

He said it had nothing to do with her.

If the icicles are picked by Mo Liyan, is it because of her that Mo Liyan insists on going out?

Ran Bai was stunned for two seconds, and her cold face interrupted her thoughts.

It was she who was amorous.

Um.

last,

Ranbai paused and looked at Xie Jinshu indifferently, "you help me watch in the barracks for a few days."

Xie Jinshu didn't ask where ranbai was going or what ranbai was going to do.

Because he has a clear answer in his heart.

"OK."

Ranbai didn't ask Xie Jinshu why he suddenly told her, because there was no need to ask.

She's going to find that man now, now, now.

It's best that what Xie Jinshu said is false.

It's better not to be mo Liyan.

Because she owes anyone, she can't be the one she calculated.

Xie Jinshu watched dye go out.

He didn't send it.

Just sighed.

since ancient times,

Those who are in the game are confused and those who are on the sidelines are clear.

The two of them... He stepped in this time, really.

Xie Jinshu didn't intend to say it, but in recent January, when he looked at the war between the two countries, the idea came out uncontrollably, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he was.

Mo Liyan until now

No action.

Even the white Kingdom retreated all the way.

With the means of inking and deriving, it can never be so.

What exactly does Mo Liyan want to do?!

Xie Jinshu finally came to a conclusion that was extremely bold and absurd but infinitely close to the truth.

——Mo Liyan wants to give this readily available River and mountain to Ling Bai.

Although Xie Jinshu tried to kill Mo Liyan countless times, he had to admit one thing.

Mo Liyan is his life,

A rare opponent.

If it's because of children's affair, it's because of children's affair! Give up the country... Give up everything.

Xie Jinshu felt it was not worth it.

And at this time,

The only thing that can stop Mo Liyan's behavior is Ling Bai.

It can only be Ling Bai.

And

Xie Jinshu stood where he was, his long eyelashes covered his dark eyes, and his expression was half hidden in the shadow, which was an impenetrable noble danger.

When ranbai came to the capital in early summer, it was already late at night.

But she was not in the mood to wait and went all the way to the palace.

Silently passed the heavily guarded Palace Road and finally went to the new emperor's bedroom.

There was no light in the bedroom, no light, dark solitude, no sound, dead silence.

Such a large, low and extravagant bedroom seemed extremely empty and deserted.

She just went in,

People haven't seen it yet. First, they smell the strong smell of wine.

The smell of liquor was thick in the air.

Dyed white eyebrows.

So thick?

How much did Mo Liyan drink.

She was dressed in red like fire and walked in. Her brocade boots stepped on the Obsidian ground step by step.

A few wisps of moonlight spread in, and the cold and white moonlight scattered fine silence, extending into a moonlight paved road.

Until he saw the tall and lonely figure, the new emperor sat on the cold ground and leaned against the wall.

Wearing only a black ice thick dress, it was still loose, with an untidy dress and a crooked neckline, revealing half of the cold, hard and delicate clavicle and a small piece of cold and white skin. You can vaguely see the brand of the white character, adding a bit of cold and lustful feeling. 3000 ink hair was not tied up and scattered behind you, setting off the white skin color, which is a decadent and messy beauty.

One of his long legs stretched out there, straight, and the other leg bent slightly. His arm was casually placed on his knee. He held a wine lamp in his slender white hand, wobbled, slightly tilted his neckline, closed his eyes, and his eyelashes were too long. They trembled slightly and his side face was beautiful.

Even so, his cold and imposing dignity did not disappear. Even when he was drunk, he was still aloof and inviolable.

Dyed white stopped in front of the new emperor and looked at him with dark eyes.

She has always heard that after Mo Liyan succeeded to the throne, she was how to rectify the court, how to eliminate foreign enemies, and what kind of iron blood and resolute, a generation of Ming Jun.

As a result, the cold and arrogant young king, who is high in the rumors, drank alone late at night in private, decadent and drunk like this?

Is this still Mo Liyan?

Dyed white seems to have never seen it before.

The young princess's expression was hidden in the shadow and could not see her emotion. She pursed her lower lip and calmly stared at Mo Liyan. Finally, she raised her legs and kicked the new emperor who had not responded. She said coldly, "are you dead?"

Her tone was straight and indifferent. "Get up before you die."

Ranbai feels that he has clearly explained to Mo Liyan, but he still doesn't move at all.

Just as her eyes grew colder,

"Don't make trouble." the young Wang moved his fingertips a little, raised his eyes and closed his eyes. His voice was low and his mouth was hoarse. He spit out two words vaguely.

In the strong taste of wine, he seemed to smell the clean fragrance of rose flowers, which was very light and imperceptible, but engraved in his bones.