"Do you want to send me out?" Ranbai asked suddenly, his voice slashing through the night, and he couldn't hear the emotions, and it was contaminated with three points of late night obscure.

Mo Liyan walked in front and heard this without warning. He picked up his delicate and dark eyebrows slightly and said casually: "Why do you say this?"

Ranbai saw Mo Liyan's reaction,

Just know,

He must have not taken it to his heart.

Mo Liyan thought for a while and probably knew that Ranbai was talking about his previous conversation with the prince. The prince smiled softly, and his phoenix eyes provoked the evil curve and responded casually: "Yes."

"Do you mind?" He looked at her, his sharp eyes as if they could hit the depths of a person's soul.

Ranbai calmed down and lowered his eyes rationally: "What qualifications do I have to mind?"

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

He sighed softly, disregarding his voice, his voice as pleasant as broken jade knocking on ice, but he was also particularly cold-blooded: "You were the one who came out of him, if you really sent you back..."

He chuckled: "It's also the original owner."

thing.

She was in his eyes,

It's just an object that can be found or not.

Very realistic,

Isn't it?

Ran Bai looked away, smiled slightly, agreeing: "Yes."

"But he didn't want it." Mo Liyan bent his lips slightly, not interested in this matter, nor was he interested in talking more. He looked away and looked at the brilliant scenery in the palace and the lush flowers blooming, gently bathing in the early summer night.

"Does it look good?"

Mo Liyan asked, and the night wind blew his ink hair tied up by his jade crown and his silver-lined black clouds' sleeves. In the hazy moonlight, he had a three-pointed talented demeanor, but he had a little less cold and unrestrained attitude.

This question.

One pun.

Ranbai was sure that this matter was definitely done by Mo Liyan. It was really a big deal to give such a gift at someone’s birthday party.

Facing the night wind, she raised her cold white and slender fingers and slightly pressed down the rolling snow-colored sleeves, calming down: "Just like it."

Mo Liyan is unanimous.

When he passed by the lake where the palace was as horizontal as a mirror and sparkling, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have something wrong and didn't ask the person around him. He thought for a moment: "What's your name?"

Ruolian walking behind: "..."

she:?!!

After making this for so long, you don’t even know the name of the girl???

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

Although it was far away from the palace, the guqin sound that had just stranded and floating like a fairy sound seemed to be circling around for three days, and it lasted for a long time and echoed in my ears.

The young prince's deep and cold eyes flashed across the clean and mirror-like lake, and passed through the towering ancient trees growing densely around him. Finally, he curled his thin lips slightly, and his tone was scattered:

"There are seven strings everywhere, and the clear and quiet trees are clear and the darkness?"

Ranbai nodded.

"Not bad." Perhaps because I was in a good mood tonight, Mo Liyan gave the evaluation of these two words, with a clear and nice tone, and it was crushed in the night wind.

Ruolian looked quietly at the figure walking in front of him.

This is not the way out of the palace.

I am afraid……

Such a thing happened at the palace banquet, and it was not so easy for the master to leave the palace.

After only a while, a man who bent over in the distance hurried over and respectfully bowed in front of Mo Liyan. His voice was soft and thin. He was a eunuch: "Oh, King Jin, the emperor summoned you to the imperial study room and go with me?"

It's still here.

He had expected such a result, and Mo Liyan had nothing to be surprised about. He ordered in a gentle tone: "You go out of the palace and wait for me."

Ruolian lowered her head, "Yes."

After saying that, the young prince ignored anyone present and walked straight towards the imperial study room of the palace. The cold wind blew on his face, his sleeves fluttered, and his wind was shining.

The slave who was still standing there quickly followed.

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

Ranbai watched Mo Liyan leave with his back, coldly retracted his gaze and walked towards the direction of leaving the palace.

·

Imperial study room,

The light is dim and the incense is lingering.

When Mo Liyan entered, he never looked around. His cold and delicate face did not contain any emotions. He simply knelt on the cold obsidian floor of the imperial study room in a neat and neat way, and his tone was cold: "My son pays homage to my father."

The middle-aged emperor sat alone on the chair behind the dragon's desk. The face that was not young suddenly disappeared in the candlelight. Hu Ming's aura was a little gloomy. After hearing the sound, he did not look at the face that seemed to be an old friend. He quietly flipped through the memorials, as if there was no other person in the imperial study.

Mo Qingcang didn't speak,

Mo Liyan kept kneeling there. His back was straight and slender, and his three thousand ink hair was scattered behind him, setting off his fair skin, which made him feel cold and evil. His deep eyes could not see through under his long eyelashes, as if fog was gathering in the cold river, he looked straight at the picture in front of him, calm and unstoppable.

I don't know how long it has passed.

Mo Qingcang put down the memorial with some fatigue, and then he seemed to notice Mo Liyan. He slowly raised his head and looked at the young and handsome face. A deep disgust and sarcasm passed through his eyes.

"Yan'er is here." He seemed to sigh: "I just reviewed the memorial and didn't pay attention to the time. I didn't know that you have arrived and asked you to kneel down. Yan'er wouldn't blame his father, right?"

Mo Liyan's face was expressionless and his tone did not change at all, as if he had condensed the snowy atmosphere of the glacier: "I dare not."

I dare not,

Nope no.

Mo Qingcang's movements froze. His eyes looked at the person kneeling in the middle of the imperial study room with a cold look. It seemed that he could still see the ruthless shadow of the young prince who was young like a lone wolf cub, as if he was covered in blood. Only the eyes that were exactly the same as those of the present were deeply hated.

When memories overlap with reality, Mo Qingcang looked at the narrow and sharp eyes of the phoenix with no secrets, and had long lost his hatred, as if the wind and frost covered the cold river, and the peace left behind was as calm as the abyss.

"Then keep kneeling." He suddenly felt uncontrollable tyranny in his heart, and he threw down the memorial in his hand heavily. The atmosphere fell into silence again. Mo Qingcang seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and suddenly asked without raising his head: "So many years have passed, do you still hate me?"

"The son is afraid."

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

"Don't dare, I'm afraid...hahahaha!"

There were only Mo Liyan and Mo Qingcang in the imperial study room, and the other palace maids and eunuchs had been dismissed.

The eunuch guarding outside the imperial study room heard the loud laughter coming from inside, and his back was almost wet with cold sweat.

He knew,

There is absolutely no good thing when King Jin stays with the emperor.
Chapter completed!