Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3030 Starts at every step: Since ancient times, the emperor’s family has been in love (174)

   "But I just want this." Mo Liyan pulled his thin lips slightly, and whispered, "Didn't you just say it. You can promise me except that."

  His tone is very light, like flowing night water: "You lie to me?"

  Dyeing white: "..."

   Is she trapped by her own words?

"you sure?"

"Um."

  He is always sober, sober when making every decision.

No regrets.

  Ranbai asked again: "Then what else do you want?"

  "Be with me for another seven days."

"……Gone?"

"I have everything you can give, and you can't afford what I don't have. After thinking about it, there are only these two conditions." The young Wang said indifferently, restraining the accumulation of wounds and unspeakable confusion in his heart. Can you agree?"

  Dye white and say yes.

  Actually, she had already thought about it at the beginning of the whitening. She felt that Mo Liyan might propose a truce between the two countries. After all, if the fight continues, it is really unfavorable for Bai Guo who has just gone through the coup and is in great need of recuperation.

  And these two conditions,

  No matter which one, it is beyond the expectation of dyeing white.

  But she still agreed.

actually……

  She could do nothing, even if it was Mo Liyan who died because of her, it was not she who forced Mo Liyan, it was Mo Liyan willingly.

  She never needed it.

  Because there is no emotion that can affect her.

   Regarding what Mo Liyan did, whether it was once or now, she does not hate or is moved.

  Because she used to take the initiative to like Mo Liyan, it has nothing to do with Mo Liyan.

  Not hating, it doesn't mean that she will continue to like it, so she gave up. In fact, it is not Mo Liyan that she hates most, but herself. After I have learned a lesson, I still do that.

  She completely denied such feelings, as if she could never exist.

Then,

   Abandon distracting thoughts that shouldn't exist, and keep calm and rational.

  It's not Mo Liyan that she calculates, it's profit.

  If it wasn't because Mo Liyan was involved in the interests she was seeking, she wouldn't want to calculate Mo Liyan, it would be nice to be irrelevant.

  Now tell her...

  There are so many things she doesn’t know.

  Calculate that she owes him.

  So she gave him what he wanted.

Then……

  Two clearing.

  She never regretted the decision she made, it was her own choice.

  Seven days.

  Speaking long is not long or short is not short.

  The two have been getting along in a very ordinary atmosphere, just like they were in Yizhou City.

  Yanbai usually does not refuse Mo Liyan's request.

  In the Imperial Study Room,

  The light is dim.

  Two people stood.

  The emperor’s figure was shrouded in the shadows, and he could not see his emotions, but he could only hear his calm voice: "Is this the only way?"

   A sigh softly fell: "Yes." The voice said: "If adults insist on this, it's okay. It's just that special physiques are hard to find, life and death are hard to predict. You still need to find more people to try, there is a slim chance, presumably..."

  The young Wang did not speak, and no one knew what he was thinking.

  And at this moment,

  The door of the Imperial Study Room was unpreparedly pushed open.

  Ranbai didn't expect to see such a picture when she came in. The girl was in red with cold, her eyebrows arbitrarily, she raised her dark eyebrows, and casually looked at the two people in the study, "Excuse me, you continue to talk."

"No need." Mo Liyan turned his face slightly. Although he couldn't see it, he could feel that dyed white was standing at the entrance of the study. The new emperor walked over, as usual, with a calm and noble expression, "Nothing to talk about. "

  Chu Qingyu stood there. After a long pause, he smiled at Ranbai, "Then I will withdraw first."

  He walked out of the study, and when he saw Dye Bai, the smile under his eyes was unclear and complicated.

  Ranbai didn't ask them what they had talked about, after all, it had nothing to do with her.

  Mo Liyan did not mention a word, as if it was just a trivial matter, he suddenly said, "Let me play the piano for you."

  Dyeing white to look at him.

"Um."

  The young king is in the pavilion, stroking the guqin, strumming.

  The eyebrows are picturesque, and his face is lonely and exquisite. Even if he is covered with white silk, he can't hide his semi-excellent elegance. The slender and distinct fingers fall on the strings, glowing with a cold halo, and swell.

  Guqin sound, high mountains and running water, clear breeze and bright moon.

  Looping around the world, wrapping around the apex of the heart.

  Severe illnesses are slow, and the lingering sound is long.

  Wandering in the vast world, inexplicable affection.

  Lingling seven-string rhythm.

  Ran Bai looked at the lonely tall figure of the black suit, quietly lowering her eyes, calmly.

  She knows that Mo Liyan is good at playing the piano and very accomplished, and she has heard it before.

  It's just that the sound of the piano was even sharper that time, with endless and treacherous killing intent lurking.

  And this time...

  Seven days.

  Mo Liyan takes her to play the piano.

  Take her to make a lantern.

  Take her to dance swords.

  Take her on the tallest wall in the capital, sweeping the vastness of the world.

   also took her to do many, many things.

   often touches the dyed white bottom line but does not cross it.

have to say,

  Mo Liyan is too smart.

  The sense of precision is also very clear.

   is a quiet and deliberate approach, but it does not touch the bottom line.

  Today is the seventh day,

   Unfortunately,

   is also fifteen.

  Mo Liyan was relieved after staring at Huangbai and taking the medicine.

  The highest city wall in the capital,

  Tonight, the weather is slightly cool, the cold wind is suddenly blowing, and the hair is messy, and it seems that the mood is a little messy.

  The vast night sky is like ink, the moon and stars are scarce, and the stars fall all night.

   Ran Bai Danliang said: "Since you can't see it, what are you going to do to see the night sky?"

  The young emperor’s long jade body stood on the wall, with fluttering clothes, hunting for the wind.

   "Isn't you there?" His voice was clear and sweet, and he calmly said, "It's fine if you see it."

  His secret...he wants to share it with her.

  She saw it, it means he saw it too.

"Like it?"

  Ranbai stared at the ink-stained night sky for two seconds, starlight reflected in his eyes, and said indifferently: "It's okay."

  She turned around and started talking to Mo Liyan: "Today is the last day's medicine. Your eyes will be better tomorrow."

  Mo Liyan nodded slightly, smiled lightly and said, "Then you go today."

  He was very calm and calmly ordered to evict the guests.

  Ranbai heard this sentence, facing the wind, saying okay indifferently.

  It seems like when to leave, waiting for Mo Liyan's eyes to be good, for her is nothing meaningful and don't care about it.

  "Present." Mo Liyan took out two things, and quietly and solemnly handed them to Ranbai. The young Wang looked particularly rigorous.

   Ran Bai took a look,

  One of them is a square dark box, I don’t know what’s in it, and the other... is similar to a letter.

Feeling that Dao Ranbai did not immediately reach out to take it, Mo Liyan smiled lightly for a lifetime, and placed the two directly on the girl's hand, very strong and unwilling to refuse, with a low-magnetic and nice voice, following that on the sky in the summer night. The flashy and slippery fashion fell together: "Accept it, it's the last gift after all."

finally.

  Ranbai noticed these two words.

  (End of this chapter)