"As for now, the emperor has returned to the bedroom to rest."

Mo Liyan nodded slightly. He looked cold and had no reaction. He knew that Mo Qingcang would not give up on this matter, but just waited casually for the eunuch general manager's following.

The eunuch could smell the bloody smell emitted from the prince. He was very familiar with this smell and seemed to have a serious wound.

The eunuch thought in his heart, and couldn't help but look up secretly. From bottom to top, he saw drops of red blood dripping along the prince's white and slender fingertips on the ground of the palace. Half of the left shoulder had been infected with blood, but because of the black clothes, it was not too obvious, but it was enough to be shocking.

He thought of the emperor's next order and gritted his teeth. Although he couldn't bear it, he was a fatal person after all. He made up his mind and said directly: "The emperor said that when he was tired, he would have to rest first, but be sure to see King Jin after waking up."

"So, since King Jin has gone back, there is no need to go back to the palace tonight. Kneel outside the imperial study room and wait for the emperor to summon him. When the emperor comes tomorrow morning, the emperor will come."

"This is the oral order of the emperor." The eunuch general said under pressure. What Mo Qingcang said at that time was even more embarrassing. Naturally, he did not dare to speak directly, so he could only talk to Mo Liyan as much as possible.

The young prince looked at the imperial study room in the darkness in front of him without any emotion. The dark darkness in the depths of his eyes could not see any light and shadow. He said coldly and self-consciously, and then knelt down with expressionless expression on his face.

The eunuch general manager retreated to the side with a smile.

On the cold stone slab outside the magnificent and solemn imperial study hall, the dark night is paved with cold wind.

There was only a single figure kneeling straight outside the hall, tough and calm, and not embarrassed, because his noble spirit was like an ancient sword that had been covered with dust for a long time.

Occasionally, there were palace servants passing by around, but they did not dare to look at the study, nor did they dare to look at the person kneeling there. They did not even dare to breathe too much, and hurriedly left with their heads down.

This kneeling,

Just one night.

Mo Liyan knew that Mo Qingcang had been looking for all kinds of points to target him. Now that he had made a mistake and made a mistake, Mo Qingcang would definitely not let this go. He had already expected it before coming. Compared to before, kneeling in the study is really simple.

From the dark night to the dawn, a long time passed by minute by minute, and the ink that merged into the capital of Chu seemed to be filtered by clear water and slowly faded.

The first beam of sunlight appeared at dawn, jumping on the man's hair tied with jade crown, jumping on his cold and hard shoulder line, and jumping on his eyelashes, but it could not fall into the dark and deep pupils, without any warmth.

The bright red blood tickled, tickled on the ground, and gathered into a large piece of blood on the stone slab. Then his black shirt was stained with blood, and the color was even darker, and he felt a thrilling sense of seduction!

Mo Liyan's kneeling posture was always straight, without any sign of bending. His face was too pale, as if he had been drained of all the blood. His cold eyes stared at the study room in front of him, biting his tongue hard, and blood spreading in his mouth, forcing himself to keep his brain awake and calm, forcing himself not to faint due to the spread of toxicity.

If he really fell here, he would not be able to escape the charge of losing his manners in front of the palace.

Mo Liyan was thinking calmly that even though his whole body tortured Ling Chi with every violent trembling nerve due to the spread of toxicity, he did not show any of it, and even had the intention to analyze the current situation and what he should do next.

The eunuch general retreated not far away, following Mo Qingcang's orders, and kept staring at this scene all night. He had to admire this man who could still kneel here and not fall down even though he was seriously injured. This kind of character could not be found in Chu Jing.

What a pity,

Why did you feel unlucky to have a family background behind such a mother and biological mother?

At that time, the Lin family had more than 400 lives stained with blood from Chujing. The whole family was raided and the nine clans were killed. This was the most profound and cruel picture engraved in the depths of memory.

I survived the chance to survive such a prince who was raised in the deep palace, but unfortunately I became the thorn in the eyes that His Majesty hates the most and hates the most.

The king wants his minister to die,

The minister has to die.

The eunuch retreated silently and turned back to the emperor's bedroom.

Mo Qingcang slowly got up from the bedroom, then put on clothes under the patrons, and then went to attend the morning court. The emperor spent a lot of time in the morning court, scolding many ministers so much that he announced his court with a calm face. On the way back, he thought about what he thought of and asked the slave beside him: "Is Mo Liyan still kneeling outside the imperial study?"

"When you say the emperor, King Jin has been kneeling for a night." The eunuch chief eunuch lowered his eyebrows and said: "King Jin seems to be very injured and bleeding. If you kneel down like this, something will really happen, the emperor."

Mo Qingcang narrowed his eyes and glanced at the bright white sunshine in the sky. He thought that it was almost time and it was time to meet someone, so he said, "Then go to the imperial study room to take a look."

The emperor turned from the Golden Palace to the Imperial Study Room. After about a quarter of an hour, he could see the lonely figure of Xuanyi from the far and near, and the deepest part of his eyes were covered with vicious disgust and murderous intent.

No one died like this,

He is really lucky and has the ability.

What a pity.

Mo Qingcang thought, and without looking at the figure outside the hall, he walked into the imperial study room with big strides. The bright yellow horns of the clothes embroidered with golden dragons symbolized the most supreme power in the world.

"The Emperor lets you in." The eunuch general manager stopped beside Mo Liyan and whispered this.

Mo Liyan closed his eyes. He looked at the Royal Study Room in front of him, and stood up slowly without saying a word.

The moment he got up, he staggered a little because of the pain of kneeling all night and then kneeling for a while. His body shook for a moment, as if he would fall in front of the palace with unknown life and death at any time.

Just when the eunuch general manager was shocked and wanted to reach out to help him, the slender and cold figure stood firm again.

Mo Liyan only paused for a moment, his fingers with clear and smooth joints covered under his black sleeves, and his knuckles were terrifyingly pale. He endured the stinging and drowsy consciousness, and his eyes were always locked in the direction of the imperial study room, reflecting the shallow light, but his whole body seemed to be in the darkness, walking forward step by step, extremely slow and stable, as always loneliness and indifference.
Chapter completed!