Ranbai saw that there was nothing else and was too lazy to stay in the study room anymore, so he turned around and left.

In that next second—

Something was thrown directly at her back, and a perfect crossing line was drawn in the air, with a faint light and a faint smell of blood!

Extremely fast, accompanied by force.

Mo Liyan used force, and the porcelain bottle hit the figure with a strong impact, without any buffering, and a sound of breaking through the air sounded!

Just a very ordinary porcelain bottle seemed to be able to transform into a sharp blade in his hands, with a stern cold light.

Ranbai turned around instantly, grabbed it with agile and neat hand, and clenched the porcelain bottle with her slender and pale fingers, and her joints were faintly white. She stood there steadily, motionless.

Mo Liyan looked at this scene coldly like a bystander, and suddenly there seemed to be an evil smile in his eyes, and there was a kind of indifference that was lofty and indifferent.

really……

Are you good at it?

Ranbai slowly let go of his hand, spread his palms, and took a look.

A turquoise porcelain bottle lies quietly in her fair and slender hands.

I don’t know what is inside, and it emits a faint smell of blood, as if it has invaded blood.

Ominous meaning.

She picked it up with her other hand, and the hand that was holding the porcelain bottle just now appeared deep red and faintly blue and purple because of the violent impact, and felt a kind of heartache that spread to the joints.

In his hands,

A blue and white porcelain vase like this was actually better than a sharp iron arrow.

After getting a result, Mo Liyan slowly stretched Liuyun's sleeves and finally spoke inadvertently: "This month's antidote for the heart control Gu."

Calculate it,

Tomorrow is fifteen.

It is understandable that Mo Liyan gives her the antidote now.

But the action just now was more like testing her in the name of an antidote.

"You can leave." Looking at the person standing there, Mo Liyan said in a tepid tone. He no longer cared about everything in front of him, he hung his long eyelashes, and his temperament was deep and restrained.

Ranbai played with the porcelain bottle in his hand. The joints of the other hand hurt and hung on his side. She didn't care and held the porcelain bottle in her hand. Her eyes looked quiet and plain, leaving.

Wei Xinglie asked: "Sir, I really don't worry Lingbai?"

Mo Liyan gave this answer, his tone was light: "No, it's all for the best use."

He picked out a grape from the fruit plate and bit it slowly between his thin lips. His lips were bewitching and indescribable. However, because of his inaccessible coldness, he dared not look at it.

After swallowing it, the Adam's apple with delicate and sexy arc rolled slightly, and Mo Liyan clapped, saying to Chu Qingyu, "I'll give it to her, and it's useful."

Chu Qing and he wanted to speak but stopped, but in the end he couldn't help asking: "Isn't it really a robbery for love?"

Mo Liyan paused his movements.

He raised his eyes gently, his eyes were surprisingly light, and fell on Chu Qing and his body coldly and without desire. "On the seventh day of the lunar month, I will pick up Mr. Chu. Is there any deep sea suitable for him to bury in this Kyoto?"

"No, no, no! I'm joking!" Chu Qing and his desire to survive said strongly, and then he pleased him in disappointment: "Sir, don't care, please pretend I didn't say anything."

"Sir, the prince has won me over recently and has given me a lot of gold, silver and jewelry." Wei Xinglie bowed seriously: "According to the adults, what should we do?"

"Have you taken it?" Mo Liyan asked lightly.

"Of course not." Wei Xinglie said seriously: "I am loyal to the Lord, how could I be involved with the prince?"

"If you send it again in the future, just keep it." Mo Liyan smiled and looked evil and handsome, "Why refuse if you send it to the door for free?"

Wei Xinglie was stunned for a moment, and he actually felt... it made sense.

The next day,

Although today is a flower viewing banquet, the weather is not good. The sky in Chujing has been cloudy since last night. The gathering of dark clouds always hover in the sky, blocking the sun like a sun, blocking the sun and unable to leak light.

Even during the day, it is very dim, the air is slightly cold, and the cool breeze of moisture blows on the body, with a slight coldness.

The storm was about to come and lasted for a night, and there was not necessarily a downpour, but it was even more disturbing.

Prince's Mansion.

Carriages from various families were parked everywhere, and people walked into the prince's mansion were endless.

After all, it was an invitation to enjoy flowers personally issued by the crown prince of a country today. Who has the intention to refuse?

Even for superficial skills, I will take a trip.

But what they probably didn't expect was

This banquet,

Even the other princes are here.

It's not uncommon.

"Third brother, seventh brother." Prince Mo Yelei's eyebrows were wide-eyed, wearing a light golden prince's uniform, and also with a straight facial features, stepped forward and said hello. He looked at the cold figure beside him with a calm expression, and curled his lips vaguely: "It seems that Miss Lingbai has responded to Gu's invitation and is here too."

Ranbai and Mo Liyan stood together, and nodded without expression when listening to the prince's words.

beside.

Mo Rongxuan raised his eyebrows, and a smile that was always gentle on his face. Looking at this scene, he looked like a smile, and I don’t know what he was thinking.

The banquet has not officially begun.

Now you can still walk around the Prince's Mansion at will.

In the prince's mansion,

The flowers are in full bloom, competing for beauty, luxuriant and brilliant, just like a beautiful painting in the world.

Even if it is not bathed in the sun, it is beautifully blooming, shaking them left and right with the willful cool breeze.

Mo Liyan stood sideways under the gardenia, shrouded in the shadows. He looked indifferent and casually reached out and pulled off a white gardenia petal. He played with it with cold fingertips, his voice was low but not warm: "Do you know where the study is?"

Ranbai looked at him with a slightly closer look to the man. She could smell the clean and pleasant fragrance of this person, mixed with the fragrance of gardenia, making it look clear and windy. She paused a little, staring at the gardenia petals in Mo Liyan's hand, and said softly that she knew.

When Mo Liyan heard this answer, he didn't ask any more questions. He just casually let go of his hand. The white gardenia, like a frosty gardenia, drifted away in an unknown direction with the breeze.

Most of the people who came to this banquet were young talents, daughters, and there were no important officials in the court.

What made Mo Yelei more proud recently was that Wei Pingsheng had defected to him yesterday and said earnestly that he would help him get to that position, and Wei Yinyu was also at this banquet.

After the last incident at the Colosseum, Wei Yinyu kept thinking about the last question in her mind. When she thought about it, she would involuntarily think of the handsome and noble man in the dim light.

When she knew about this banquet, Wei Yinyu didn't expect to see that person. A hint of joy quickly passed through her eyes, and even her eyes seemed to have something flashed.

The mysterious figure stands tall under the gardenia tree, with beautiful shadows crossing and falling between the branches, leaves and petals, gently outlining the man's cold and sharp side face, intertwining a cold and evil beauty.

But after seeing the eyes, this kind of heartache froze.

Wei Yinyu pursed her lips gently, silently speaking.

She just looked in that direction quietly, watching the cold and abstinent young prince brushing away the gardenia petals that fell on the girl's shoulders as if they were casually acting. It seemed like a trivial and casual move, and then walked straight to the other direction as if nothing had happened.

Maybe it's an intuition,

Wei Yinyu always felt that the seemingly cold and cold King Jin had some subtle differences when treating that girl.

It seems insignificant and cannot even be captured, but it actually exists.

Perhaps such a slight difference...

Even Mo Liyan himself missed it before he realized it.
Chapter completed!