The young prince leaned against the sandalwood chair until he finished reviewing the last document and looked up his eyes calmly. His eyes were surprisingly light and clearly contained no emotions, but it made people feel chilly for no reason.

"Ha." He sent out a very short and pleasant syllable, and casually put the brush on the table, slowly: "On the seventh day of the lunar month, you go out."

Chu Qi took a look and retreated without saying a word.

At this moment, Mo Liyan and Ranbai were left in the study.

The young prince was leaning against the chair, feeling lazy and cold. At this moment, he supported his jaw with one hand, raised his deep eyes, and looked Ranbai from top to bottom, as if he was looking at a cold corpse.

He looked up at the girl standing upright there slightly, but his temperament was as indifferent and noble as ever, giving people a sense of condescending and arrogant look.

Ranbai met his gaze and smoothed the snow-white sleeves with one hand.

The two people looked at each other.

After a few moments,

Mo Liyan seemed to laugh softly, a little casual and indifferent, not taking everything in front of him seriously, as if he had been scratched by a pet picked up by the roadside, and it was irrelevant: "In less than a day, you have become angry."

When he said this, he was laughing, but there was no warmth in the depths of his eyes, but it was calm and chilling.

The hairy face was expressionless: "I dare not take it."

"Don't you dare to take it?" Mo Liyan repeated three words, narrowed his eyes, and suddenly sneered, "If you don't dare to take it, can you be here now?"

"Who gave you the courage to trek into the study." Mo Liyan asked her, and she picked the slightest sound, seven points cold, three points dangerous like an abyss: "Hmm?"

"King Jin doesn't see me, so he always needs to think of some ways and use some means." Ranbai was not afraid at all, but just replied in a faint voice.

Mo Liyan sneered coldly, and seemed to have some interest: "Then what are you going to do when you look for me?"

The girl's eyes were calm and she walked forward directly, put the rose crispy that had been bought from the store and had not moved at all on the desk in the study.

Looking at the thing on the table, Mo Liyan frowned slightly, and it didn't matter: "What's this?"

"I said I wanted it myself before, but King Jin forgot so quickly?" Ranbai leaned against the table and spoke without any rules.

oh.

Mo Liyan remembered it.

It is the rose crispy that is casually raised for the color of the branch.

He blinked his eyes lightly, feeling a little funny, and a little disbelief. He raised his eyebrows evilly and asked her in a deep thought: "You are looking for me, just for this?"

Ranbai asked back: "Or otherwise?"

Mo Liyan was quiet for a while, and suddenly he stood up, got up from the seat, slowly and elegantly took the other side of the table, and finally stood in front of the girl. With the light and shadow of the lamp, his eyes turned around from Ranbai, thinking about something.

Mo Liyan suddenly couldn't understand it and became white.

He casually flipped through the documents placed in a corner of the table, and suddenly made an unexpected move. The young prince supported the table with one hand, pressing his clear long fingers on the table. The pure black table topped the fair skin, which intertwined a cold sense of abstinence.

Mo Liyan leaned over in that position and trapped the girl in front of the table and got closer. The clean and pleasant fragrance of her body lingered slightly around her, giving her a sense of seduction.

Strong and aggressive.

He stared at Ran Bai carefully, as if thinking about what it was. He stopped for two or three seconds before he said with a smile: "I have always felt that you are very smart."

Ranbai leaned against the table, as if he had vaguely realized something, his eyes were light and cold, he didn't say anything, and he didn't say anything, but just looked at Mo Liyan very casually and asked sarcastically: "What about?"

Mo Liyan seemed a little confused, and glanced at the rose crisps that were placed beside him in a cold and bored manner. The sweet smell in the air made him feel a little unhappy, but the cedar in the person in front of him smelled very nicely, which slightly relieved his impatient mood.

The man lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes were a little too long. He raised his slender and beautiful fingers and gently rubbed his fingertips across the girl's cheeks, as if he was rubbing a delicate porcelain exhibit, without emotion, and his voice was slightly cool: "When will you do such a stupid thing?"

madness.

In Mo Liyan's view,

Ranbai's actions were just to give him a rose cream, and they could only be called these two words, and there was no way to describe them in other words.

and,

There is no point in it.

Mo Liyan seemed to be a little impatient, and with no interest, he withdrew his hand, calmly and indifferently, sat back on the rosewood chair, and said in a low tone: "If you don't talk about this, how can you calculate if you trespass on the study?"

It seems that

Mo Liyan didn't mean to just forget it.

Ranbai has always been very calm. She felt that she was calm enough. She waited outside the study for a day, kicked open the door of the study, and then stood up calmly now, and could still maintain a rational voice to ask Mo Liyan.

"What do you think about King Jin?"

Mo Liyan seemed to have thought for a while and seriously thought about how to punish Ran Bai, but he did not come up with any good idea. His narrow and sharp eyes were tepid, and finally said: "I owe it."

Mo Liyan looked at her and didn't care about the rose crisps there. His gaze slid from the girl's pale and delicate facial features, and he looked at her without any concealing aggressiveness, feeling a kind of deserted indifference.

Finally, he withdrew his eyes, Qian Fei's thin lips lightly opened, and his voice could not hear his emotions: "Who have you seen today?"

"I have seen more people along the way, which one do you mean?"

Mo Liyan tapped his fingertips, a little casually and cold, "Yes."

He didn't say anything about Wei Pingsheng, without mentioning it. Looking at the girl standing there, there was a deep exploration in his eyes, as if he was measuring something, as if he was looking at the value of a cold object, without warmth or emotion.

Finally, the thin lips curled up a dangerous and radiant curve: "It seems you are good at it."

"King Jin won the award, just like that."

"I don't feel that those tortures will not deprive your martial arts." Mo Liyan said indifferently: "Since you can still do this now, it represents your strength."

The original owner's martial arts were indeed destroyed.

Now it is just a way to detach himself.

But she didn't plan to say it.

"I've given you the rose crisp." The girl knocked on the table, "If King Jin has nothing to do and I'll bring the things, then let's go first."

Even if Ranbai doesn't say it, Mo Liyan will issue an expulsion order.

Mo Liyan was the only one left in the study.

As usual, he was reading the file, as if he was looking for something, and he pulled out one book after another from the bookshelf.
Chapter completed!