I'll wait two hours later.

The pain in the heart slowly eased, and the boiling blood seemed to gradually calm down.

Ranbai slightly let go of his clenched hands, his eyelashes drooped, and he looked thoughtful.

"Su, host." Feng Luo called her tremblingly.

This scene is too much, too unbearable.

"Hmm?" Ranbai looked clear and delicate. She gently pressed her pulse with her cold fingertips, and suddenly said: "I suddenly want to meet the drug-making person."

In fact, Ranbai has not lie for a moment.

This is really poisonous.

She suddenly became interested, but she hadn't touched the poison for a long time.

Of course, it doesn't matter.

She played with a dagger and took out a clean and empty porcelain bottle from the room. She took the dagger without blinking and cut her wrists with the dagger. Blood flowed along the line into the porcelain bottle.

Normal bright red color.

"The color is as normal." Ranbai commented objectively.

"Host, don't harm yourself!!"

Ranbai: "..."

"Save samples and study poisons. Do you understand?"

A ghost who is self-harm.

Seal:⊙﹏⊙)

The host's idea is hard to guess.

"Um..., do you want to use props by host?" Feng Luo stared at the thing that was drawn out of the lottery and muttered: "This three thousand world is based on empty space...it's useless. Don't you trigger it?"

Ranbai: "No."

He closed it and said.

It seemed like a waste of smoke.

Ranbai treated the wound briefly and just put away the porcelain bottle. He planned to study it carefully in the future if he had time, he heard the sound of hoisting outside the lattice window.

It was like the sound of fighting with swords and shadows.

The girl in the room did not change her face, and even walked out of the window with some leisure and elegance, opened the window, and watched the scene in the yard.

And at this time,

But suddenly a young man in a night clothes rushed in towards the direction of the room.

Ranbai looked at him quietly.

This man has no murderous intent and his aura is restrained.

If you don't admit your mistake,

That should be...

The current prince.

Mo Yelei.

A country's crown prince took assassin to the royal brother's mansion to meet a woman in a private meeting with her.

Stimulate.

The door of the room was quickly closed. Mo Yelei turned around and pulled open the black gauze covering his face, revealing a handsome and handsome face. He looked very upright and somewhat peaceful, and the nobleness in the royal family was revealed between his eyebrows and eyes.

Ranbai looked at him calmly.

Still motionless.

And at this moment,

He quickly walked towards the thin and cold girl in white. There seemed to be a trace of dark light in his eyes, and it seemed that there was nothing. He looked a little worried: "I have been worried about you these days. I heard that you have unknown life and death. I almost thought you had been killed by that Mo Liyan. Now that I have received the news, I came to you specifically. Are you okay?"

"Is something wrong?" Ranbai said coldly, the carved window was still half open, and the cool breeze of early summer poured in from outside the window. The girl's hair was flying, her face was elegant and stunning, and she was more chilly and cold than before.

Mo Yelei was stunned for a slight stagnation.

Ranbai casually glanced at the scene where the dangerous killing of the courtyard outside the window and blood splashed three feet away. He reached out and closed the window and walked towards the direction of the rosewood seat. "How did the prince know the news?"

At that time, Mo Yelei probably didn't expect that he would come here at a risk and face such a casual and indifferent attitude of the girl, and he was a little lost.

After two or three seconds, he coughed softly: "Of course I have eyeliners to know." He looked at the girl in Bai's clothes, "Lingbai, how did you come out? You must know that my third brother is moody, cruel and cold."

"Can't I come out?" Ranbai did not answer Mo Yelei's intention, but just asked indifferently.

Mo Yelei frowned slightly. He listened to the sound outside and gradually calmed down. He knew that he didn't have much time left and had to leave as soon as possible. Although he didn't ask anything, Ling Bai seemed to have more variables, but he really couldn't spend it here anymore. So he sorted out his clothes and said seriously: "No matter what, you are from my prince's mansion."

After saying that, he went straight to the window and left without any hesitation. The figure of Ye Xingyi quickly disappeared into the night until it disappeared.

The sound of weapons colliding and fighting in early summer nights also slowly calmed down until the silence returned to its original state.

It seems that this incident is just a trivial episode.

Ranbai sat alone in his seat and took a glass of wine casually. He walked like flowing water, and was cold and self-conscious. His movements seemed to be waiting for someone.

soon,

There was a knock on the door.

The girl drank slowly, calmly and indifferently, narrowed her eyes slightly, "Enter."

The door was pushed open, and a figure walked in with a sword. His eyes first glanced around the room before it fell on the rigorous and sitting girl in white.

"Assassin just now, I'm afraid he would disturb the girl. I heard that someone broke in this direction. I wonder if there is anything unusual?"

The seventh day of the lunar month still had a stern face, but he rarely said so many things in one breath.

"What is the abnormality?" Ranbai slowly lowered the wine glass, and his snow-colored silver-patterned sleeves gently hanged on the wrist bones, and his fingers were slender and beautiful. "Everyone is clear, it shouldn't count."

I pursed my lips on the seventh day of the lunar month and didn't say anything.

"If this is the case, naturally there will be no." Ranbai supported his delicate and delicate jaw with one hand, as elegant as a banished immortal. He had not affected any emotions at all by this assassination. The atmosphere was quiet for a while. Seeing that the Qiqi of Chu did not speak, Ranbai asked, "Is there anything else?"

Chu Qi was silent for a while, "That girl should be careful, be careful that the assassin will return and hurt you if he takes action."

Stained white: "Natural."

Chu Qi turned around and walked out of the room, directly used his light skills to return to the study room in a few moments, lowered his head and went in, "Master."

"Assassin left, the rest have been captured."

The lamps in the corner were stained with a hazy halo, and the fire was swaying and jumping, coating the lampshade embroidered with landscape paintings with a layer of light gold. The faint and pleasant incense rose from Tonglu.

A warm orange light light came into the study.

The lofty, handsome, noble and awe-inspiring prince leaned on the seat in the study, with slender and white fingers supporting the forehead, his long eyelashes drooping out of a confusing curve, his expression was lazy, and his eyes fell faintly on the chessboard placed in front of him.

The black and white pieces fall in a staggered manner. From above, the picture shown is like a dragon wandering in the sky. The situation is magnificent and the heart is terrifying. Every time a son falls, it seems to have a hidden murderous intent.

There was no one else in the study.

Self-chess.

Mo Liyan didn't speak, and did not speak at the Qixi Festival. He just stood there with his sword and waited for instructions.

A black and transparent chess piece was played with by the man lazy, making it more and more cool against the cold white of the fingertips shining with moonlight. Finally, he fell into the chess game, and the black chess was placed on the chess board and made a crisp sound. At the same time, he said, "Kill it."

Mo Liyan looked at the chessboard in front of him with a smile, but there was no smile deep in his eyes. His thin lips slowly curled up a creepy and bizarre arc: "Don't leave a living mouth."
Chapter completed!