Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 2873 Step by step Jinghong: Since ancient times, love the emperor's family (17)

  "Do you want to send me out?" Ranbai asked suddenly, her voice cut through the night, she couldn't hear her emotions, and it was contaminated with obscurity in the middle of the night.

  Mo Liyan walked in front, heard such a sentence without warning, picked up the delicate and dark eyebrows, and said casually: "Why are you talking about this?"

   Dye Bai sees Mo Liyan's reaction like that,

   knows,

  He must not take it to heart.

   And Mo Liyan thought twice. It was probably clear that Ranbai was talking about his previous conversation with the prince. The prince gave a low laugh, Dan Feng’s eyes provoked an arc of evil, and he casually replied, “Yes.”

  "Do you mind?" As he said, he looked at her, his sharp eyes seemed to be able to hit the depths of people's souls.

  Ranbai calmed down, looking down rationally: "What qualifications do I have to mind?"

  Mo Liyan was satisfied, "The girl really knows herself."

  He sighed slightly, not paying attention, his voice was as sweet as broken jade knocking on ice, but he was also exceptionally cold-blooded: "You were originally from him, if you really send you back..."

  He chuckled, "It's also the original owner of the thing."

thing.

  She was in his eyes,

   is just an optional thing.

   is very realistic,

   isn’t it?

  Ranbai looked away, smiled lightly, quite agree with: "Yes."

"But he didn't want it." Mo Liyan curled his lips slightly. He was not interested in this matter, and he didn't want to talk more. He looked away, watching the glorious scenery in the palace, and the flowers blooming with that lily. Mu in the early summer night.

   "Does it look good?"

Mo Liyan asked, the night wind blew up his jade crown **** with black hair and silver threaded mysterious sleeves. In the hazy moonlight, he had a three-pointed genius, but it was a bit less consistent. The coldness.

this problem.

   is a pun.

  Ranbai was sure that this thing was definitely done by Mo Liyan, and it was really generous to give such a gift at someone's birthday banquet.

   Facing the night breeze, she lifted her long, cold white fingers and slightly pressed down the tumbling snow-colored sleeves, calm and nonchalant: "It's fine if you like it."

  Mo Liyan is noncommittal.

  When passing by the shimmering lake with the level of the imperial palace, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have some questions and didn’t ask the person next to him. He pondered a little: "What is your name?"

   Ruolian walking behind: "..."

she:? ! !

  You don’t even know the girl’s name after doing so for a long time? ? ?

  Ranbai thought for a while before uttering: "Lingbai."

  Although she was far away from the palace, the sound of the guqin that had just been wispy, ethereal and like a fairy sound still lingered for three days, enduring for a long time, and reverberating in the ears.

  The deep, cold eyes of the young prince passed the clean mirror-like lake, passed the densely growing surrounding towering old trees, and finally curled his thin lips slightly, with a loose tone:

  "Ling Ling has seven strings over and over, Wan Mu is quiet and Yin Ling?"

  Ranbai gave a hum.

   "Not bad." Xu was in a good mood tonight. Mo Liyan gave such a two-character evaluation. The tone was clear and beautiful, and he was crushed in the night breeze.

  Ruo Lian quietly looked at the figure walking in front,

  This is not the way out of the palace.

I am afraid……

  When something like that happened at the palace banquet, the master was not so easy to leave the palace.

After only a short while, a slightly bent man hurried over in the distance and bowed a respectful salute in front of Mo Liyan. His voice was soft and sharp, and he was an eunuch: "Oh, King Jin, The emperor summons you to the imperial study room and take a trip with the slave house, right?"

   still coming.

   Anticipating such a result a long time ago, Mo Liyan has nothing to be surprised, he said in a cool command: "You go out of the palace and wait for me."

  If Lian lowered her head, "Yes."

  After finishing speaking, the young prince did not pay attention to anyone present, and went straight to the direction of the imperial study room. The cold wind blew his face, his sleeves fluttering, hunting the wind.

  The minion who was still standing there quickly followed.

   "Miss, let's go." Ruolian smiled softly.

Ran Bai watched Mo Liyan leave from behind, coldly retracted his gaze, and walked in the direction of leaving the palace.

  ·

  Royal study room,

  The light is dim, and the incense is swirling.

When Mo Liyan entered, he never looked around. His cold and delicate face did not contain any emotions. He knelt on the icy obsidian floor of the Imperial Study Room with his stern and delicate face, and said in a cold tone: "The son-in-law visits the emperor."

The middle-aged emperor sat alone on the chair behind the dragon case, the face that was not young was suddenly extinguished in the candlelight, and his aura was a bit gloomy. After hearing the sound, he did not look at that one. Zhang seemed to be the face of an old deceased, reading the memorial quietly, as if there was no second person in the royal study room.

  Mo Qingcang did not speak,

Mo Liyan has been kneeling there, his back is straight and slender, and three thousand black hairs are scattered behind him. The complexion is fair, intertwined with a sense of cold and evil, and the deep eyes under his long eyelashes can't be seen. Seeing through, it seemed like a misty river, looking straight at the picture in front of him, calmly.

  I don’t know how long has passed,

  Mo Qingcang put aside the memorial a little tiredly, it was as if he noticed Mo Liyan, slowly raised his head, looking at that young and handsome face, a deep disgust and cynicism flashed across his eyes.

"Yan'er is here." He sighed like a long sigh: "I just reviewed the memorial, and didn't pay attention to the time for a while. I didn't know that you were already here, so I asked you to kneel. Yan'er wouldn't blame Emperor Father. ?"

  Mo Liyan has no expression on his face, and his tone has not changed, as if he had condensed the substantive coldness of glacial snow: "I dare not."

  I dare not,

  It’s not that it won’t.

Mo Qingcang's movements froze. He looked at the man kneeling in the middle of the imperial study room with a sullen look. It seems that through the cold and sullen expression of the young prince, he can see that when he was young, he was as ruthless as a lone wolf cub. His shadow seemed to be lying there covered in blood, only the eyes that were exactly the same as now were deep hatred.

  When the memories overlap with reality, Mo Qingcang looked at the narrow and sharp eyes of Danfeng with no secret. He had no hatred for a long time, and it seemed that the wind and frost covered the cold river, and the rest of the abyss was calm.

"Then continue to kneel." A sense of uncontrollable tyranny suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart, and he threw down the memorial in his hand heavily. The atmosphere fell into silence again, and Mo Qingcang seemed to be thinking of something suddenly, suddenly his head Without raising it, he asked, "After so many years, do you still hate me?"

   "The son is in a panic."

  When he said this, Mo Liyan's expressions and words still did not fluctuate, and there was no sign of panic.

   "Don't dare, panic...hahahahaha!"

  Only Mo Liyan and Mo Qingcang were in the royal study room, and the rest of the court ladies and eunuchs had been dismissed.

  The **** chief who was guarding outside the royal study room heard loud laughter from inside, and his back was almost wet with cold sweat.

  He knew it,

  There is absolutely nothing good about King Jin staying with the emperor.

  (End of this chapter)