Then……

It happened to be in a collision with Ranbai who was in the room.

Ranbai: "..."

She pondered for two seconds and looked at Mo Liyan with a smile: "Does King Jin want to go through the window to visit?"

Mo Liyan's eyes were dark, and he flipped through the window coldly and neatly. He was calm and noble, and asked her in a low voice: "Or will you see me?"

Rainbai but smiled without saying a word.

The answer is no longer spoken.

"Lingbai, do you want to capture Da Chu, do you?" He asked Ranbai in a very calm tone, without any emotion. Feng Qingyun seemed to have asked a very ordinary question.

Ranbai's answer was equally calm and open: "Yes."

She did not conceal Mo Liyan, nor did she deceive Mo Liyan.

Instead, she clearly admitted her true purpose of layout from the beginning to the present.

"Is it your wish?"

"That's true."

"must?"

"Don't stop."

Mo Liyan calmed down for a while and asked again: "Will the city be massacred and killed innocent people because of war?"

"Why? It doesn't make sense."

That's not.

King Jin approached step by step, his eyebrows were picturesque and unfathomable. His narrow eyes reflected a white shadow. The light fell into his eyes and disappeared in an instant. He paused, like a breeze blowing through the strings of the piano, like a moonlight falling on the lake water, and every word was cold and solemn: "Can you treat the people of Great Chu well?"

His expression was hard to explain and could not see through, like an abyss or a cold pond, and it contained the emotions that Ranbai could not understand.

The girl princess's red dress looks like blood, and her eyes reflect the color of snow. Although she can't understand Mo Liyan's question, she still gave a positive and serious answer: "Natural."

Power and profit, treacherous war.

If one day the result is achieved, the Great Chu surrenders to Han, he should treat the common people well and return them to peace in a prosperous era.

After getting the answer, Mo Liyan nodded, his slender eyelashes covered the emotions in his eyes, and his tone was cold: "That's good."

Ranbai didn't know why Mo Liyan asked such inexplicable words at this moment, but when she really understood it later...

The winter is bleak and the light is vast.

The sun halo is lingering in the air, but it cannot add any warmth.

King Jin suddenly curled his lips slightly, and a very light smile appeared on him, like a wisp of cold moonlight.

He asked, "Hug me?"

She refused: "No."

The next second after getting this answer, Mo Liyan stepped forward and hugged the girl hard, which was very hard, as if it was to be engraved in his bones, with a very possessive attitude. He was slender and upright, and at this moment he was holding Ran Bai condescendingly, as cold and hard as if he was circling his own belongings. The breathtaking nobleness and arrogance flow were faintly decisive.

Caught out of control, the clean and pleasant fragrance that was lingering in the shallow and lingering was like the first snow in winter, and the delicate dark eyebrows were raised.

The familiar and unfamiliar breath is intertwined.

Mo Liyan's heart was pressed by a dagger, Ranbai's voice was melodious and pleasant, cold and cold: "I said King Jin, can you get out of here?"

He lowered his eyes and looked at it. Instead of letting go, he placed his jaw on the top of the dyed white hair. His white and delicate chin gently rubbed against the girl's ink-colored hair, and was domineering and unreasonable: "If you want to thorn, just thorn, let me hug you."

Maybe it was the last time.

Actually, I really want to hold it like this...

Just break her wings, destroy everything about her, and imprison her by his side.

She is his.

But,

Can't.

She will be very unhappy,

So no.

indulgence……

One time is enough.

Ranbai: "..."

She pushed Mo Liyan away with a dagger expressionlessly, "Stay away from me."

Mo Liyan was pushed away and after a moment of pause, he stared at the princess in front of him and suddenly said that there was no sign of any sign, as if countless meteors accidentally cut through the eternal night sky: "Lingbai, I like you."

He said again: "Lingbai, I like you."

The atmosphere instantly fell into a dead silence without any sound.

Ran Bai was quiet for two seconds, and her eyes looked at King Jin in front of her with a faint look. It was a cold and noble feeling that had never changed since she first met.

She suddenly laughed. Her eyes were filled with the warmth that the sun could not warm. Her face was like a painting, her eyebrows were freely free, and the corners of her lips were half curled up.

She just spoke a word: "I--"

Mo Liyan was interrupted quickly, calmly and elegantly: "I lied to you." He also smiled, "Don't believe it."

Since you already know the answer,

He would rather never hear it.

It can also leave a illusion of deceiving oneself.

Ranbai didn't say anything, his eyes were cold, "Mo Liyan, you are really sick."

This kind of lie you can think of is just to tease her.

Oh.

Unexpectedly, Mo Liyan responded calmly, "Yes."

She is his poison and his antidote.

The shallow halo of winter outlines his side face, cold and delicate, his eyelashes droop slightly, and a layer of light gold fell on the tips of his eyelashes.

His expression was calm and restrained, and cold and fierce. Just standing there, he would subconsciously look up to him, which was the unfathomable and noble feeling of wind and clouds from the beginning to the present.

Mo Liyan looked at Ranbai. His narrow and deep eyes were three points darker than ordinary people, like the vast night sky, and at this moment only reflected the shadow of Ranbai.

He said, "Goodbye."

Maybe,

Never see you again.

After the words fell,

King Jin never paused at all. He turned around without hesitation and never looked back. He flipped through the window and left in a few moments. When Yi Tathagata came, his back was always straight and lonely.

That day.

It's late winter.

It still snowed heavily, and the bitter cold wind whistled, rolling up the wind and snow in the sky that made people's eyes dazzling. All eyes were occupied by the snow, capsizing mountains and rivers, and overturning the world.

Thousands of miles of ice are frozen, and thousands of miles of snow are falling.

It seemed like an ordinary winter night, but blood stained the mountains and rivers.

It was late at night, and the bleak and cold moonlight spread out. Mo Liyan was wearing black brocade clothes in the study, always calm and noble. He lowered his eyes and looked at the map of the various military points of the palace. He didn't know what he thought of, and asked casually: "Have they left?"

Understand the seventh day of the lunar month,

The master is talking about South Korea and others.

Now that the Great Chu is in such a turmoil, if you stay there, you may cause disaster. Leaving is the most normal decision.

Chu Qi respectfully reported: "I have left the post station today. According to the master's instructions, the Sixth Secret Guard Team lurked in secret to protect Miss Lingbai's safety until it escorted all the way to South Korea."

After getting the answer, Mo Liyan was silent for two seconds, and nodded as if nothing had happened. His long eyelashes fell from the shadows. His left hand closed his cuffs with a look of motion and clenched it tightly.

On the seventh day of the lunar month, he was solemn: "Master, please rest assured. If something happens, even if all the secret guards are destroyed, Miss Lingbai will be safe and sound."
Chapter completed!