Chapter 2991: Jinghong Step by Step: The Family of Emperors Who Have Been in Love Since Ancient Times (One Hundred and Thirty-Two)

His slender and beautiful fingers ripped open the collar of his coat and unbuttoned his snow-white tunic, but within a few seconds, his movements seemed to flow like water, revealing the cold and delicate collarbone, and the uneven brand on it. .

It is a white character, one stroke at a time, profound and powerful, as deep as the bone marrow.

Under King Jin's naturally cold, arrogant and lonely temperament, there is a little more inexplicable desire.

Ranbai stared at the words on King Jin's collarbone, his eyes were faint, haunted by a faint mist, and he couldn't really see her eyes.

She stretched out her hand and dragged the person into it, her fingertips rubbing the mark inch by inch, as if touching an object.

Mo Liyan was forced to lean over, he held the girl's side with one hand, his heartbeat involuntarily quickened, and he moved his eyes slightly uncomfortably, but did not dodge.

After watching it for a while, what Dianbai said was also without temperature, and the wind was calm: "I'll ruin it for you."

At that moment,

The heartbeat rate that was going to be abnormal, was hit hard without warning, trembled violently, and even realized that it became blank with the reaction.

Mo Liyan didn't quite understand it. It took a while for him to speak mechanically. He almost couldn't find his own voice. Every word needed to be spit out very hard: "What do you mean?"

"Literally." Ranbai withdrew his hand, glanced at Mo Liyan, and said plainly, "I've thought about it."

"My previous actions were considered impulsive, and now I don't feel that it is necessary. It's pointless to leave a thing, it's boring." The girl general's tone was serious and sloppy, making it impossible to understand her thoughts at all, and smiled: "Why not? Destroy it, it will be irrelevant from now on."

After Dianbai finished speaking, the room fell into a long dead silence.

Mo Liyan could understand every word that Ranbai said was taken apart, but when they formed this sentence, Mo Liyan couldn't understand it.

Can't, or don't want to.

Who knows.

Suddenly,

Wang Jin pushed back several steps, pulled the collar back and tidied it up. He pressed his fingertips on the brand of his collarbone with great strength and weight, turning a cold white.

But he didn't care, just opened his mouth, silently, for a long time, he bit the tip of his tongue, forcing himself to speak, his voice no longer steady: "No...it will hurt." He said, and repeated: "It will hurt."

It's ridiculous that he, a person who would never say the word pain no matter how many injuries he suffered, now actually said it in order to find a reason in front of Ranbai, for the sake of this brand.

He doesn't want to ruin it.

Maybe once thought, but not now.

Ranbai felt that Mo Liyan would say something, but she didn't expect it at all,

Mo Liyan would actually say that it hurts.

This made the dye white momentarily puzzled.

pain?

With so many injuries on Mo Liyan's body, she had never heard Mo Liyan say a single word of pain.

Now, because of this stigma, you are telling her that it hurts?

"What are you worried about? No matter how serious the injury is, it's not unheard of." Ranbai looked at Mo Liyan for a few seconds and sneered: "What's more, I remember that King Jin always wanted to destroy it?"

"I hated it thoroughly at the beginning, and regarded it as a shame. I would not hesitate to use any means to torture it. Now I finally want to help you destroy it. It's fine if you are not happy. What kind of expression is this?"

Mo Liyan's hand hanging by his side was tucked into the wide black cuffs and gradually tightened in order not to let Dye Bai see the difference.

What should he say.

Said he didn't want to.

Said he found out he liked her?

Even he himself thought it was absurd and ironic, so what did he use to tell Ranbai.

Like... can't say.

How much this person hates him, he knows it best in his own heart, he said it, but he humiliated himself.

Moreover, he had too many scruples, and he didn't want to rejoice until the Lin family's blood feud was avenged.

"It will hurt." He could only repeat these two words with Ranbai, and the scene of that rainy night kept reappearing in front of Mo Liyan's eyes: "It really hurts."

"Then bear it." Ranbai didn't care, she rarely changed her mind about the things she usually decided, the general turned out a dagger from the side, and said in a light voice: "If you are a big deal, you won't be able to endure even this pain, right? ?"

"Ling Bai—" Mo Liyan couldn't see the dagger, but he could sense the movement of the dyeing white. He increased his tone word by word, expressing his reluctance: "I don't want to."

Ranbai approached Mo Liyan, playing with the dagger in his hand, "What are you making a fuss about?"

Mo Liyan was speechless, the lines on the side face were cold and sharp, and the breath brought out a bit of gloom.

His hands were tightly clenched, and in the end he couldn't help knocking the dagger out of the girl's hand, because he couldn't see it. Divorce doesn't care.

The metal dagger clapped and fell to the ground heavily, making a heavy sound.

Ranbai didn't expect Mo Liyan to be so resistant to this matter.

The noise in the room was not small, and it quickly attracted the soldiers guarding outside. One of them walked over deliberately, knocked on the door, and asked, "General, is there anything?"

Ranbai said no in a cold tone, staring at King Jin with a pair of peach blossom eyes, and said softly and slowly in a thin, impersonal tone: "Mo Liyan, do you want me to do it?"

"I'm very annoying now, are you sure you want to make trouble with me?"

"Are you angry?" Mo Liyan was silent for two seconds, then whispered.

Ranbai did not answer Mo Liyan's question, nor did he look at King Jin's bleeding palm, but simply said indifferently, "Pick it up."

The atmosphere fell into a freezing stalemate again, and the heavy icy cold filled all emotions like air.

Mo Liyan was afraid of Ranbai being angry, afraid that Ranbai would hate him even more, and would say those harsher words. After all, King Jin, who had always been cold-hearted, bowed his head first, and under Ranbai's gaze, he took the initiative to lean over, Because I couldn't see it, I could only recall the sound that just fell to confirm the direction, my fingertips slid across the ground inch by inch, and finally stopped on the dagger.

The girl general just lowered his eyes, calmly watching the appearance of His Royal Highness King Jin leaning over to pick up the dagger beside her, his eyes darkened.

Mo Liyan picked it up again, and held it tightly in his hand, not wanting to return it to the dyed white. After several efforts, he finally handed it to the girl general, with a stiff tone: "Don't be angry."

"It's just ruining it for you, not killing you, why are you making trouble with me?" Ranbai took the dagger, glanced at it, and it was stained with blood, her voice was cold, and she pressed King Jin next to the dagger. on a soft couch.

Mo Liyan asked her, "Can't we not destroy it?" His voice was soft and slow, bringing out some senseless emotions.

"Can't."

Dianbai's answer was neat and tidy, leaving no room for anything.