Mo Liyan forced himself to calm down and try to control the trembling force of his fingertips. He closed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembled, and he seemed lonely and lonely in the vast white light in the deep winter.

Mo Liyan had the only suppression antidote for the heart-controlling Gu, which was originally needed to prevent it from happening from time to time.

Every fifteenth month this year, he would find a safe place that was absolutely empty and empty until dawn to faint until he woke up and appeared in front of everyone as if nothing had happened.

The reason why I am alone is that once I appear in front of others, the pain of poison is difficult to control.

If there is something important on the 15th, you have to take the antidote first, which is a backup.

Originally, Mo Liyan planned to take it himself at this palace banquet. After all, he would never let others see something strange, but now...

"The seventh day of the first lunar month." King Jin opened his eyes. His eyes, which were as deep and sharp as ink, were cold and calm as the sun could not warm. His voice was also light: "Please invite Xie Jinshu over, I must see him."

This decision does not require hesitation or hesitation.

Because it is placed in front of Mo Liyan, this is an answer without choice.

He had not protected her well and injured her with his own hands.

Now, he can no longer let her be injured in his present moment, he will not allow it. Never.

It's just this banquet...

Although it is the meeting between the two countries, it is crucial.

and……

He has been thinking about it for a year, and people who almost want to be crazy will be there.

But Mo Liyan had to find a reason to shirk it. He lowered his eyes and thought about what excuses to not participate, so as not to lose control of the poison and be seen by others.

·

The snow was flying, and the icy chaotic was frozen.

Ranbai, who was closely following the Han Chu Palace Banquet, soon found out when the news came out. She frowned slightly: "Will Mo Liyan come to the Palace Banquet?"

Xie Jinshu gently twisted the porcelain medicine bottle in his hand with his fingertips and sighed: "Yes."

"Assassinated? Seriously injured? Unconscious?" Ranbai sneered, "This is the reason...he."

When she looked at Mo Liyan yesterday, she was still intact and everything was as usual.

Who knew that something like this happened today?

"Mo Liyan must come." Ranbai stood by the window of the inn room, looking down at the prosperous scene of the Great Chu Kyoto, his eyes were dark and his tone was cold: "This time, he must not be missing."

"But if Mo Liyan doesn't come, you can't force him." Xie Jinshu really didn't know why Mo Liyan was absent from such an important feast of the two countries. This was undoubtedly an unexpected variable for their plan.

If Mo Liyan did not appear at the banquet,

Then this game collapsed from the beginning.

"If it were Mo Liyan? Maybe, you could change to a prince." Xie Jinshu looked at Ran Bai with a smile. This was the best strategy and a helpless move.

Ranbai: "Do you think that besides Mo Liyan, who has the courage to resist the order?"

Xie Jinshu tapped his fingertips slightly, thinking about something and didn't say anything.

Ranbai thought for a long time,

I didn't come up with any reason.

She never believed the news that Mo Liyan was assassinated in danger. So what was important about Mo Liyan that he would not come to the banquet at any cost.

This time the plan...Mo Liyan could not know.

"Forget it." Ranbai couldn't think of it, so he began to think about how to let Mo Liyan attend the banquet: "No matter what, send the invitation to Prince Jin's mansion first, and be sure to invite him to the palace banquet together."

"I'll visit him at Prince Jin's Mansion." She mainly wanted to see what happened to Mo Liyan. Ranbai didn't expect Mo Liyan to go to the banquet with an invitation or a visit. She had to consider other aspects, such as pressure from the royal nobles.

But before that,

The condition of Mo Liyan needs to be confirmed when dyeing white.

·

In the palace of King Jin,

"Master... is an invitation." Chu Qi held the exquisite gold-plated invitation and felt a little hot on his hands, as if he was holding some hot potato, and handed it to Mo Liyan with his teeth.

The news released is half true and half false, but it is also the most practical.

Assassination is false, injury is true.

Everything was arranged by oneself, and Mo Liyan himself was hurt. Only in this way can the banquet be completely avoided.

Mo Liyan is a person who is very cold and ruthless in his style of conduct, and he is to others and to himself.

Not only was his move light, but he could even be regarded as very heavy.

Because of the injury, King Jin's face was very pale, as if he had been drained of all the blood, but his temperament was elegant and noble. He leaned against the soft couch in the bedroom, coughed softly for a few times, impatient and cold: "Give it aside."

The seventh day of the lunar month: “…”

Chu Qi really dared not throw it away. If he really threw it away, the master would probably throw him into the sea to feed the fish when he knew it. "...yes, it's Princess Dahan's."

Mo Liyan's movement stopped for a moment, and then he stretched out his hand directly. The fingers with distinctly slender joints looked sickly pale in the sun, and the dark blue blood vessels were clearly visible. "Give it to me."

It’s hard to bear to look at it in the seventh day of the lunar month.

Master, do you have to be so fast?

On the seventh day of the lunar month, he handed the invitation to Mo Liyan with both hands.

The gold-plated invitation was very exquisite. Mo Liyan lowered his eyes and stared at the invitation. After a long time, he did not look away. He rubbed his fingertips without temperature for many times, and he was even reluctant to open them.

This is the first time that man has sent him an invitation.

No matter what the reason is, at least at this moment, Mo Liyan is full of joy.

Chu Qi had already stepped down very sensiblely and was guarding outside. After all, Prince Jin's mansion had long declared that he would not see the guests in a closed door and could not let anyone see his master.

There is only Mo Liyan in the bedroom.

He seemed to be holding some peerless treasure, very rigorous and solemn, staring at him without blinking, and his thin lips were slightly curled up, very light, just like the deep pool of water lines, which was real pleasure.

It is difficult to see emotional fluctuations from such an unfathomable King Jin.

Perhaps the joyful moment was, then...Mo Liyan was so disappointed.

If he knew that it would be just a game from this invitation, then he would rather guard an invitation that would never be opened. At least, he would have a hope that would never despair for the rest of his life.

But in the end, he fell into the altar and fell into the world, moved the heart that should not be moved, and had affection for a person. From then on, he fell into the abyss that would never be restored.

Mo Liyan could not expect what would happen in the future, but did what he should do most at this moment.

Open the invitation.

King Jin's movements were gentle and precious, and he looked at the content on the invitation very seriously.

That was written by Ranbai.

He knew Ranbai's handwriting, and he has been tracing it thousands of times this year.

Every word symbolizes the sharpness and sharpness of the sharpness, and every stroke and tick are all arrogant.

Mo Liyan finished reading one word at a time until he finally fell into silence.
Chapter completed!