He had already prepared what big things his master would say next, but he didn't expect to get such a sentence. He was confused and responded tentatively: "Yes, it will be fifteen soon."

Following this sentence,

The study room fell into dead silence again.

Mo Liyan seemed to just ask casually, and did not take it seriously. He did not talk about this matter to Qingfeng, but talked about the main things.

The day Mo Yelei went to war, the weather was relatively cool, and the wind didn’t have much temperature when it was blowing on his body.

And that day,

It happened to be fifteen.

Many people in Chujing saw him off.

That team almost lined up in a long row.

All the Koreans have returned. After all, the young emperor is the king of a country. Even if he wants to stay, he has to leave.

Now only Xie Jinshu is still in Chu State.

He stood on the high building and watched Mo Yelei's team leave. A flash of cold light flashed in his eyes, and then fell into darkness, very sharp.

The young master was dressed in snow, holding an unparalleled posture in the world. Finally, he left slowly, but headed towards the direction of Prince Jin's mansion.

This time,

Xie Jinshu had no obstacles and saw Mo Liyan at the first time.

"Tell me, what are the conditions for the antidote?" Xie Jinshu looked at Bi Ting's figure walking over, and was out of mood to go around and make plans. He just asked straight to the point.

From that question, Mo Liyan understood what Xie Jinshu meant. He pulled down his thin lips and said sarcastically: "What did she tell you?"

"Important?" Xie Jinshu stood up, "Make a deal, and you hand over the antidote to suppress the heart-controlling Gu, as far as I can."

Mo Liyan: "Don't do it."

"If you have the ability, let her do it yourself." King Jin looked cold and arrogant, and a bone-black chill burst out between his lips and teeth.

"If she returns to Prince Jin's Mansion and asks me personally, I will naturally give it to her without your intervention."

"You used the heart control Gu to force her?" Xie Jinshu laughed out loud. This was the first time he saw Mo Liyan that he could actually do this because he asked someone to come back. Why did Mo Liyan do it?

Mo Liyan didn't care, "So what?"

"Mo Liyan, you want to fight again, right?" Xie Jinshu pressed his tongue against his teeth and said in a stern manner.

Xie Jinshu didn't know whether Mo Liyan thought about it or not, he only knew that he wanted it very much now.

When he is in a bad mood, he usually only has two ways to vent.

One is to kill people.

It's a calculating person.

Mo Liyan belongs to... the third category.

King Jin stretched out Liuyun's black sleeves and looked indifferently, "Can you win the fight?"

Xie Jinshu was not annoyed at all, smiled gently and elegantly, and drew out his sword: "I have beaten so many times, and it's not bad this time. If King Jin really has the ability, he will kill me directly."

Mo Liyan was unmoved: "Kill you? Is it useful?"

When the seventh day of the lunar month came back, they saw the two figures fighting again, and black and white intertwined in the air.

The seventh day of the lunar month: “…”

Why did you hit it again?!

I just wanted to fight before, but I thought that I would never fight again when I met in Chujing City this time, but the result was...

The past is unbearable to look back on.

I don't know when,

The sky had already deeper, and the last slight ray on the edge of the sky was swallowed up by the darkness, and there was no trace.

It seemed as if drops of ink were penetrated silently in the capital of Chu, as if dripping into the clear water, dyeing the entire capital dark.

Late night comes.

On the branches of the moon is a full moon, cold and bright, unattainable, and breezes across the heaven and earth.

Mo Liyan stood outside Zhaoyun Pavilion, with a long and handsome body and a cold temperament.

He put his hands behind him, raised his eyes slightly, staring at the crescent moon in the night sky. The moonlight fell into his eyes, but it could not illuminate the deep pupils as dark as ink, as if a layer of clouds was filled with coldness, and the light was not revealed. Some unknown emotions were destroyed in the cool moon like water.

"Mo Liyan, is it interesting to stand here for a day?" Xie Jinshu stood beside him and argued with Mo Liyan. His expression was still as elegant as an exiled immortal, and his voice was as clear as a broken jade knocking on ice, but for no reason, people could hear the cold and sinister meaning.

Xie Jinshu and Mo Liyan finished fighting, and there was no choice but to stay in King Jin's Mansion. After all, there was really nothing to do after leaving.

Although Lingbai asked him to leave it alone,

But he can't really ignore it.

Princess Dahan, Princess Dahan...

Xie Jinshu told himself several times in his heart that he should not give up on human interests like this.

But who knows what Mo Liyan thought? From the end to the present, he has stood in front of a small attic without saying a word, and has never said a word from beginning to end.

I stood until the night was dark and the moonlight came up.

Mo Liyan did not respond to Xie Jinshu's words, but stared at the crescent moon coldly, his eyes getting deeper and deeper, and the unresolved colors intertwined into an abyss-like color, which was gloomy and dangerous.

His lower jaw curves were sharp, and his cold face did not contain any expression. His slender fingers, which were hanging in his sleeves, clenched silently, and he held the green porcelain bottle in his palm very hard.

Mo Liyan just wanted to wait for that person to come back.

No matter what the reason is, as long as that person returns to Prince Jin's mansion, he will give her the antidote.

As long as that person comes back, he will take the initiative to lower his head.

But he didn't wait for Ranbai, but waited on the branches on the moon, which was a sign of the attack of the Heart Control Gu.

Xie Jinshu also saw the cold full moon. He lost his patience and almost spit out one word at a time: "Mo Liyan, you--"

Before Xie Jinshu finished speaking, King Jin had turned around indifferently, with his high coldness and dignity. The night color annihilated the emotions in his eyes, and accumulated a cold and deep color, as if a thin layer of ice was condensed.

Xie Jinshu was slightly stunned.

·

Chu Jing,

In a newly bought mansion,

Quietly,

There was no sound, no anger.

It seemed as if it was falling into a deep sleep, a dead silence.

There was no light, and no lantern was on.

Wherever the eyes touch, there is only the darkness without any boundaries.

And in the study,

Covered in the darkness, you can vaguely see a thin and thin figure outline through the light and dark moonlight, and the shadows cast on the ground are long and lonely.

It's dyed white.

She locked herself in a dark cage alone, and without saying a word, she sat in front of the table, her back was stretched so hard that she grabbed a brush in her hand, and her knuckles were covered with cold pale white hues.

Practice writing on snow-white rice paper with strokes and strokes.

Every time I put a stroke, I paused for a long time, as if I had used up all my life's strength.

Even though she tried her best to restrain her fingertips were still trembling slightly. Because the blood-cutting and bone-cutting heart stinging with her heart, the tip of the brush fell on the rice paper, and a long ink mark was drawn heavily.

The pen fell to the ground.

Her expression was hidden in the shadows, unable to see clearly or guess thoroughly.
Chapter completed!