She has never recognized Prince Jin's Mansion.

The reason she stayed here before was just because of a person, but suddenly at a certain moment, she found that the person she had always wanted was not that much.

so,

She would not waste time and energy staying in Prince Jin's Mansion and do things that are of no value and boring.

"You just want to leave?" Mo Liyan suddenly withdrew his long sword and approached Ran Bai step by step. "Why, in King Jin's Mansion, do you still feel wronged?"

"No." It was her own decision to stay here, so she had to bear the consequences. After a while, Ran Bai said slowly: "It's quite annoying to just stay here."

Her tone was straightforward and she told Mo Liyan directly.

Very annoying.

Mo Liyan's figure froze slightly, staring at Ran Bai, and asked coldly: "Is it because Prince Jin's mansion that makes you disgusted or is it because I made you disgusted?"

Ranbai met such a gaze and felt nothing in his heart. He answered easily and smiled: "Same."

"Get out! Get out of King Jin's mansion now, and don't show up in front of me again!"

Mo Liyan's long sword turned, cold and angry, his tone was as cold as Bingyu coming to his face, smashing hard in front of him, without any warmth.

Ranbai calmly explained the facts: "I always thought that King Jin and I were nothing to see."

Such a sentence responded to Mo Liyan's gloomy and cold eyes. He sniffed softly, mocking and sarcastic, casually putting the long sword in his hand on the ground, making a sharp and harsh sound, which was particularly obvious in such night colors.

"I hope you don't ask to see me in the future."

Mo Liyan is more clear than anyone else about the body of this person.

Leaving the King Jin Mansion,

She can't live.

"I can try my wish as I wish for King Jin." Ranbai bent his lips slightly, but the smile was always unsightly, and the lines on his back were arrogant and straight.

She looked in front of Mo Liyan,

Without any hesitation or pause, he walked step by step towards the gate of Prince Jin's mansion.

The atmosphere was dead silent and suppressed like a white blade that was filled with misty air, cutting it on the skin like a slight slicing.

Xie Jinshu was slightly silent for two seconds, then frowned and looked at the two people who were still fighting on the other side, and said indifferently: "Xie Jiu, let's go."

"Master, let them leave like this?" Qingfeng appeared behind the prince at some point and asked in a low voice.

"Do you say she can survive after leaving Prince Jin's Mansion?" Mo Liyan didn't care about Xie Jinshu's problem. His eyes were locked in the direction the girl left, as if he was looking at someone through the darkness. His hands were obviously clenched so hard that even his fingertips were turning white, but his tone was very calm.

Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to respond and answer.

a long time,

The young prince retracted his gaze, and there was still a cold and bitter color deep in his eyes. He said to Qingfeng: "Let Chu Qing and Lai Jin's mansion."

After giving the order, Mo Liyan returned to the direction of the main pavilion with a faint expression.

There was no light in the bedroom, nor a single light was lit. The light inside was dim, and only the faint moonlight leaking from the window.

Mo Liyan closed the door as usual, supported the table next to him with one hand, and pressed a white color with his fingertips. Half of his side face was shrouded in the darkness and was hard to tell the difference between joy and anger. The moonlight jumped into his eyes and left a deep and shallow chaotic light and shadow.

The bedroom is very quiet, and there is no sound.

After a while,

Mo Liyan suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, coughed violently several times, and the red blood winded down the corners of his lips, and large pieces of shocking blood appeared on the cold obsidian floor!

The young King Jin closed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his left hand was pressed tightly on the table to support his body. Finally, he knelt on the ground with one knee and gasped for two low breaths, feeling a sense of embarrassment that no one could see, but his temperament was still noble, and there was an extreme cold danger in the clear decay of the moonlight.

Mo Liyan coughed up blood and took a long time to slowly open his eyes. There was no emotion in his eyes, as if the person who had just vomited blood was not him.

The severe pain of the internal organs was slightly lighter, Mo Liyan slowly stood up, leaning against the wall next to him with a cold expression and indifferent expression, and uncontrollably remembered the guy who left at will.

He knows,

He should have killed her.

Letting her leave just like this is equivalent to leaving a disaster.

But he actually...

Can't do it.

He frowned his eyebrows, and the corners of his eyes showed a cold irony. His white and cold fingertips rubbed the blood that had spilled out from his thin lips, and the tip of his tongue pressed against his palate.

Finally, he pushed open the door of the bedroom impatiently and ordered the seventh day of the lunar calendar guarding outside.

"Go to investigate where Lingbai has gone, follow her in the dark, and report all her news to me."

The seventh day of the lunar month:???

After Mo Liyan finished speaking coldly, he pursed his thin lips and added proudly: "The news from her every moment cannot be leaked. In addition, she is not allowed to discover it."

The seventh day of the lunar month:???

Master, didn’t you say that people would never come to see you? Why do you still need to know all the news about others now that everyone has left?

Although I didn't understand it in my heart at the Qiqi period, I didn't dare to ask, so I could only bite the bullet and respond.

Just then, Chu Qingyu also came over, and he nodded slightly: "Sir." Then he asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

Mo Liyan walked into the bedroom without saying a word.

Chu Qingyu knew that some words were inconvenient to say, so he followed Mo Liyan in and wondered in his heart what had happened this night.

"Show me how to treat it." Mo Liyan sat down next to the soft couch, resting his hand carelessly on the table next to him. The sleeves of the black-patterned clothes were loosely dissipated to the white wrist bones, revealing a piece of beautiful and exquisite wrist.

Chu Qing froze with his movements, and he could still smell the residual blood in the air. Realizing the seriousness of the matter, he hurriedly walked forward.

Before coming, he thought about many things, but he never thought that there was something wrong with Mo Liyan himself.

To be precise,

With this person's strength, Chu Qing and almost didn't believe how Mo Liyan could be injured.

Chu Qingyu put away the messy emotions in his heart, sent the medicine box next to him, and put his fingertips on the man's pulse.

After a while, Chu Qing and his hands silently retracted their pulse-taking hands and said slowly in a quiet and silent atmosphere: "Change another hand and I'll take a look."

Mo Liyan didn't say anything, and casually put his other hand on the table.

Chu Qing and he put their fingertips on without saying a word.

Mo Aggregate time passed by a stick of incense.

Chu Qingyu was silent all the time, without saying a word, or he didn't know how to say it.

He almost forced himself to hold back the shock, confusion and incredible emotions in his heart. Looking at the tall figure who looked elegant and loosely leaning on the soft couch, he saw that the young prince's expression had not changed at all, and there was no emotion in his eyebrows and eyes, and he was as calm as ever.
Chapter completed!