Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 2996 Step by step Jinghong: Since ancient times, love the emperor's family (140)

  Mo Liyan forced himself to calm down, trying to control the trembling force of his fingertips. He closed his eyes and his long eyelashes were trembling, looking lonely and lonely in the vast white light of the deep winter.

  Mo Liyan has the only suppressive antidote for the Heart-Controlling Gu, which was originally intended to prevent emergencies.

  For this year, on the fifteenth of every month, he would find a safe place absolutely empty and lonely until dawn before fainting, until he woke up and appeared in front of everyone casually again.

  The reason why you are alone is because once you appear in front of others, the pain of poison is difficult to control.

  If there is something important on the fifteenth, you have to take the antidote first. This antidote is a backup.

  Originally, Mo Liyan planned to take it by himself at this palace banquet. After all, he must not let others see the strangeness, but now...

"The seventh day." King Jin opened his eyes. Those deep and sharp pupils stained with ink were cold and calm as the sun couldn't warm them, and their voice was light: "Bring Xie Jinshu here, I must see you. he."

  This decision does not require hesitation or hesitation.

  Because it was placed in front of Mo Liyan, this was an answer with no choice.

  He didn't protect her and hurt her with his own hands.

  Now, he can no longer let her get hurt under his eyes, he doesn't allow it. no way.

  It’s just this banquet...

  Although it is the meeting between the two countries, it is very important.

and……

  He has been thinking about it for a year, and people who are almost crazy will be there.

  But Mo Liyan had to find a reason to shirk. He looked down and thought about what excuses he could use to not participate, so as not to lose control of the poison and be seen as flaws.

  ·

  Heavy snow flies, dazzling ice.

  The news was released, and after paying close attention to the whitening of Han Chu’s palace banquet, she quickly learned about it. She curled her eyebrows a little: “Will Mo Liyan come to the palace banquet?”

  Xie Jinshu gently twisted the porcelain medicine bottle in his hand with his fingertips, and sighed: "Yes."

   "Assassinated? Seriously injured? Unconscious?" Ranbai snorted, "The reason...heh."

  When she watched Mo Liyan yesterday, she was still intact and everything was as usual.

  Who knew that such a thing happened today.

"Mo Liyan must come." Ran Bai stood by the window of the station room, condescendingly overlooking the prosperous scene of Da Chu Kyoto, his eyes were deep and cold, and his tone was cold and indifferent: "This time, he is indispensable. "

   "But if Mo Liyan can't come, you can't force him." Xie Jinshu really didn't know why Mo Liyan was absent from such an important two-nation feast. This was undoubtedly an unexpected variable for their plan.

  If Mo Liyan does not show up at the banquet,

  The game collapsed from the very beginning.

   "It must be Mo Liyan? Maybe, you can also change to another prince." Xie Jinshu looked at Dye Bai with a smile but a smile. This was the next move, and it was also a helpless move.

   Ran Bai: "Apart from Mo Liyan, who do you think has the courage to resist the decree?"

  Xie Jinshu tapped his fingertips slightly, thoughtfully, and said nothing.

  Dyeing white thought for a long time,

   also didn't think of any reason.

  She would never believe the news that Mo Liyan was assassinated, so she would not come to the banquet at any cost if there was anything important about Mo Liyan.

  This time's plan...It is impossible for Mo Liyan to know.

   "Forget it." Ran Bai couldn't figure it out, and simply began to think about how to get Mo Liyan to attend the banquet: "No matter what, send the invitation to Prince Jin's Mansion first, and be sure to invite him to the palace banquet."

"I'm going to visit him at Prince Jin's Mansion." She mainly wanted to see what happened to Mo Liyan. Ranbai didn't expect Mo Liyan to go to the banquet with one invitation and one visit. She had to consider other aspects. , Such as pressure by royal nobles.

   just before that,

  Dyeing white requires confirmation of Mo Liyan's condition.

  ·

  In the Palace of King Jin,

  "Master...is the invitation." On the seventh day of the seventh day, he held the exquisite bronzing invitation, only feeling a little hot in his hand, like holding some hot potato, and bit his scalp and handed it to Mo Liyan.

  The news released is half-truth, but it is also the most practical.

  Assassination is false, injury is true.

  Everything was arranged by himself, and it was Mo Liyan who injured himself. Only in this way can the banquet be completely avoided.

  Mo Liyan is a person who wants to act in a harsh and harsh style, both to others and to himself.

  His attack is not only not light, it can even be called very heavy.

Because of the injury, King Jin's face was very pale, as if all the blood was emptied, but his temperament was elegant and noble. He leaned on the bedside couch, coughed lowly, impatiently and coldly: "Throw it away ."

  Seventh day: "……"

  I really dare not throw it on the seventh day. If he really does throw it, the master will throw him into the sea to feed the fish after knowing it, "...Yes, it belongs to Princess Dahan."

  Mo Liyan's movement stopped for an instant, and then he directly stretched out his hand. The fingers with distinct and slender joints looked sickly pale in the sun, and the dark blue blood vessels were clearly visible, "To this king."

  The seventh day of the day can hardly bear to look straight.

  Master, do you want to change your attitude so quickly?

  On the seventh day of the day, he handed the invitation card to Mo Liyan with both hands.

  The hot stamping invitation was very delicate. Mo Liyan lowered his eyes and stared at the invitation. He did not look away for a long time, rubbing his cold fingertips with no temperature for many times, and he even felt reluctant to open it.

  This is the first time that person sent him an invitation.

  Whatever the reason, at least for the moment, it is enough for Mo Liyan to be full of joy.

  I had already retired very wittily on the seventh day of the day, and kept guarding outside. After all, Prince Jin’s Mansion had long declared that he would not see guests behind closed doors and would not allow anyone to see his master.

  Only Mo Liyan is in the bedroom.

He seemed to be holding some peerless treasure. He was very rigorous and solemn. He stared at him without blinking. The thin lips were hard to see and the slight curve was slightly curved, very light, like a deep pool with shallow water patterns. Shallow is true pleasure.

  It is difficult to see the mood swings in King Jin, who is as unfathomable as an abyss.

  Probably how happy this moment was, but later...Mo Liyan was just as defeated.

  If he knew that it was just a round from the beginning of this invitation, then he would rather guard an invitation that would never be opened. At least, there is a hope that you will never despair in your life.

   But after all, he was a **** who fell into the altar, fell into the world, moved the heart that shouldn't be moved, and had affection for a person, and since then, he has fallen into the abyss of immortality.

  Mo Liyan could not foresee what would happen in the future, but did what he should do most at this moment.

  Open that invitation card.

  Jin's movements are gentle and delicate, watching the content on the invitation very seriously.

  It was written by Ranbai.

  He knows the handwriting of Yen Bai, and he still does not get bored after he has described the scene thousands of times this year.

  Each word symbolizes the sharp, elegant and fierce, and every tick is absolutely arrogant and vigorous.

  Mo Liyan read it word by word, until finally fell silent.

  (End of this chapter)