Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 2973 Step by step startling: Since ancient times, the emperor’s family (117)

The young King Jin is in the palace, leaning on the pear wood bed at will, wearing only a loose and delicate snow-white blouse, with light silver lines and moiré patterns, which makes him become thinner and colder, and his whole body is cold and calm. , To cool like ice water in a winter night.

Three thousand ink hairs are scattered behind me like a waterfall, my skin color is semi-transparent and cold white, that beautiful to the eye-catching face, and the long crow-blue eyelashes hang down the fine shadows, covering those eyes that are as dead and cold as a cold pool. .

  "Master, you're awake!" On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, I jumped up with excitement, with a trembling voice: "Master, do you feel anything? Where does it hurt? Master..."

The words on the seventh day of the seventh day were interrupted by Mo Liyan. He turned his eyes slightly, and asked in a very elegant, elegant and plain tone, as if asking a trivial matter: "The seventh day of the month. , What time is it now?"

On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, I met with His Royal Highness King Jin’s pair of phoenix eyes. They were very beautiful and soul-moving eyes. They were fierce and indifferent almost all of their lives, but now... but they are bottomless, empty and dead, no Any color, monotonous black hole, at first glance, I want to stare into the abyss.

  On the seventh day of the day, her heart was sour, as if being severely held by a hand, she couldn't breathe, "It's three quarters of the hour."

   "Chen Shi." Mo Liyan nodded, saying that he knew it, and his attitude had always been unspeakable, "Days."

  He tapped at random with his fingertips, closed his eyes again, and said nothing, a little sick and tired, as always cold and indifferent.

  "Subordinates...Subordinates go down and call Mr. Chu over." The seventh day of the seventh day had a difficult tone, and he knelt down suddenly, "Mr. Chu has good medical skills, and he can definitely heal the master's eyes!"

  Mo Liyan didn't say anything, just raised his hand, his finger bones were cold and slender, and he signaled to go out on the seventh day.

  On the seventh day of the day, he hurriedly left the bedroom and went to see Chu Qingyu.

  In the large and luxurious bedroom, only Mo Liyan was left, who looked extremely cold.

Mo Li Yanping opened his eyes, no one knew what he was thinking. After Mo Yue was quiet for a long time, he raised his hand in silence, touched his eyes, and quickly retracted it again, his emotions from beginning to end. There is no fluctuation.

  The young King Jin suddenly lifted the quilt, got up barefoot, stepped on the cold obsidian ground, groping step by step according to his memory.

  Although it is daylight,

  At the beginning of the heavy snow, a soft and white halo shone in from the half-open window frame, and fell on the slender figure, which outlines his clean profile and long eyelashes.

   Looks cold and indifferent.

  When Chu Qing opened the door and walked in, they only saw a picture that could suffocate him instantly.

  Chu Qing and I think it is impossible for him to forget such a scene in his life.

  The pear blossom wooden hanger in the bedroom somehow hit the ground, the kettle was spilled on the table, and the porcelain cup was also dropped to the ground torn apart. The scene looked messy.

  Always aloft, the proud and conceited His Royal Highness King Jin, wearing a snow-white blouse, loosely draped in a cold and monotonous black brocade robe, the whole person looks very thin.

He stood by the tabletop without wearing shoes. As he moved, he stepped on the shattered and sharp tiles, and soon stained with red blood, but he didn't seem to notice it at all. , There is no pain, and you can walk forward holding the table casually.

  Chu Qing and stunned looking at the picture, they only felt like they were stabbed hard by something in the bottom of their hearts, a stiff pain, as if countless needles were pouring on the heart, feeling bored and suffocated.

  All the words were stuck in my throat, and I couldn't say a word.

  He had a gloomy face right now, walked up quickly, and put the medicine box aside.

  Chu Qingyu gave herself a long time to do a good job of psychological construction, and tried to speak with Mo Liyan in a very calm tone: "My lord, you go to bed first, and I will show you."

  The young King Jin heard Chu Qingyu’s voice and didn't say anything, just nodded slightly, and walked slowly and steadily towards the soft couch.

  Just that step by step, even Chu Qing couldn’t help squeezing a sweat for Mo Liyan, staring at King Jin’s pace, not daring to leave for half a minute, for fear that the person in front of him would directly bump into something in the next second.

  But Mo Liyan didn't have this self-knowledge, but fortunately he still walked back without risk.

  Chu Qingyu first arranged the bedroom, and then walked towards Mo Liyan with the medicine box lying next to him.

  In fact, he had checked all the conditions countless times when Mo Liyan was in a coma, but now that Mo Liyan is awake, he still needs to check again.

  Chu Qing said gently: "My lord, stretch out your hand."

  Mo Liyan droops down her long eyelashes, and has always cooperated, but it is not so much cooperation, it is as if she is not interested in everything.

  Chu Qing put his hands on him, and his remarks were tossed in his abdomen for a long time. No matter how much he considered, he felt improper. He didn't know what to say.

In the half-open window lattice, the sunlight slowly drenched, and the color was pale white and gold. After the first snowfall, it looked very clean and gentle, just like that, it jumped to the long eyelashes that were hanging down from Mo Liyan, and it shattered very beautifully. The halo did not reflect his eyes, and the lines on his side face were clean and sharp, like the gods of the nine heavens.

"You don't need to worry about this king, just say whatever you want." Mo Liyan finally spoke. At this moment, he spoke to Chu Qingyu for the first time after waking up. He was always cold because he was in a coma and did not speak for nearly three days. Huo's voice was a little dumb, without the slightest emotion, he lowered his eyes, calmly feeling the bottomless darkness in front of him.

  Chu Qing and God took a deep breath, barely suppressing the irritability and bitterness in their hearts, forcing themselves to make a sound.

"My lord can rest assured... anyway, I will surely heal your eyes." He considered it, and said to Mo Liyan word by word: "I have dealt with the injury of the adult, and the poison has spread from the sword injury. At this moment, it is all concentrated in the eyes, which leads to blindness."

"This poison, it, it is very complicated, I may need some time to understand, before this I dare not act rashly." After all, any wrong decision may lead to the complete destruction of this person's eyes, Chu Qing and He never dared to do it, "Please believe me, give me a certain amount of time, and the antidote must be formulated."

  Mo Liyan coldly and calmly withdrew his hand, only to say yes.

Seeing that His Royal Highness King Jin, who was leaning on the soft couch and seemingly indifferent and elegant and repelling people thousands of miles away, didn't speak any more, he had silently issued an order to evict the guest. There were some unspeakable emotions in Chu Qing and his eyes, he bit He gritted his teeth, even biting out blood from the tip of his tongue, and finally stepped back a few steps, with a "bang!"

  (End of this chapter)