Chapter 2995: Jinghong Step by Step: The Family of Emperors Who Have Been in Love Since Ancient Times (One Hundred and Thirty-Six)

he gave her,

Not only the existence of a gift, but also the beating heart.

She threw it or ruined it, ignored it or trampled it, it was her business.

But whether he gives it or not, gives up or insists, this is his business.

A guqin and a lantern.

and a snow-white letter.

It was the three things that Mo Liyan left to dye white.

All the information on the stationery is about the analysis and stakes of the bloody situation in South Korea, as well as the behind-the-scenes truth about the assassination. Every point is extremely detailed, objective and rational.

If the Korean royal family knew that the Korean capital and the army had been analyzed by an outsider, they would be horrified.

This is what Mo Liyan spent all his remaining time on the battlefield to deal with the sword, light and sword shadow and Chu Jing in the conspiracy trajectory.

actually……

Even without these three days, Mo Liyan would have dyed this letter white.

The only regret is that I didn't get to see that person one last time.

On the seventh day of the first lunar month, he stayed outside, always alert to the surrounding situation.

In the general's bedroom, only Mo Liyan was alone.

The young King Jin stood quietly for a while, the pale white and hazy sunlight after the rain and the sky was smudged, and reflected on his delicate profile through the half-opened window lattice, the lines were angular and handsome, and it was difficult to Ignoring the unparalleled sharpness, but he was standing in the dark, half of his figure was in a deep and silent dark place, hidden in the shadows, his expression was indifferent and noble, and he had no emotions, like the abyss still.

Light and shadow cut him apart.

As if in a moment,

Divided heaven and hell.

Mo Liyan suddenly thought of something, and the icy fingertips hanging by his side moved slightly. After a little silence, because his eyes could not see, he could only slowly recall the position where he was rubbing the dagger with memory.

Finally, the abandoned dagger was found in the girl general's bedroom. It was the one used before.

King Jin clenched it hard, and finally pinned the dagger to his waist and left the palace, as if he had never been in the future, his back turned against the light and began to become distant...

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After the rain stopped on the second day, the air was cool and cold, and there was a touch of dampness, and the world seemed to be smudged with azure colors.

Xie Jinshu originally wanted to send dyed white, but was rejected by dyed white.

The girl general rode his horse and whipped his whip and walked back to Yizhou under the gray sky, red-clothed and arrogant.

Ranbai did not return directly to Yizhou City,

Instead, she went to the mountain first. It was clear that the speed on the road was very fast, but when she was up the mountain, she took it easy, with a deep and long temperament, and went up the mountain.

The distant mountains are like Dai, the sky and the earth are vast.

The air on the mountain is clean and crisp, with occasional raindrops dripping from the treetops.

Not surprisingly, Ranbai didn't see Mo Liyan on the mountain. That person should have gone back after the soldiers notified him.

She glanced around and found nothing out of the ordinary, so she looked away.

Ranbai suddenly felt that it was unnecessary for him to go up the mountain.

Even if Mo Liyan really did something last night, set up a ten-mile ambush or something, after a night of wind and rain, the traces almost disappeared.

And Mo Liyan couldn't be here now. Even if he really wanted to kill her, he couldn't wait for her after being told that she wouldn't come. Mo Liyan shouldn't want to kill her so much.

Ranbai thought about it this way, clicked his tongue, and turned back to Yizhou City.

But she didn't see Mo Liyan here, she just saw those three things in her bedroom.

Most likely, he left. Now that the Chujing government is divided into two parties, it is impossible for Mo Liyan to leave for too long.

Guqin and bunny lamp?

Ranbai stood there, looking at the thing quietly placed not far away, his eyes were neither warm nor light, as if he was looking at some gadget, after two seconds, he said casually: "Come on."

A soldier came in, "General, what's the matter?"

"Throw these two things to me, don't let me see them again." Ranbai said calmly, "an eyesore."

The soldier looked over there and felt a little strange secretly. Where did the guqin and the rabbit lamp come from? He has been patrolling outside, and he has never seen anyone entering or leaving the princess's room.

Although he had doubts in his heart, the soldier didn't ask any further questions, he just stepped forward and picked up two exquisite and precious gifts that seemed to be extremely attentive and precious, and went out.

The white-stained eyes were fixed on the snow-white letter, and he reached out and picked it up, his fingertips lightly touching the edge of the envelope, but he did not open it.

The girl general walked to the lit candle, put the snow-white envelope on it, and the jumping flames flashed in her dark and deep pupils.

Dyeing white and drooping his eyes, he watched the letter casually and casually as it was rolled up by the tongue of flames, slowly swallowing it up, until it finally burned to ashes before withdrawing his hand, and there was no emotional fluctuation from beginning to end.

She didn't care what was written on the letter, but she wasn't interested in reading it.

Even about the assassination, there's no need.

The promised three days, no matter what, she broke her promise first, Mo Liyan didn't need to tell her, and she didn't need to see it.

The girl general's delicate and glamorous face was expressionless, indifferent and cruel.

far away,

The mountains are high and the waters are far away, and the sky and the earth are vast.

That wisp of Qingdai from the distant mountains, shrouded in mist, seemed extraordinarily distant.

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That night,

Chu Jing,

King Jin's Mansion.

In fact, before, Mo Liyan never thought that he would do such a thing.

But in fact, at the moment Ranbai told him to destroy it, or the one who got the dagger, Mo Liyan knew very clearly and calmly what he wanted and what he wanted to do.

What he wants to achieve, he will do whatever it takes.

she can destroy,

But he can also engrave it again.

It's just for him to do it himself.

Mo Liyan took Bai Ri's dagger, pulled open the collar, and placed it on the collarbone.

Although he can't see it, he can clearly perceive it.

At that moment, the outline of the handwriting of that font clearly appeared in his mind.

It is the brand that he has rubbed thousands of times, almost engraved in his bones.

And now,

He likes it like a candy, paints the ground as a prison, and uses the words as a prisoner, and he has no regrets!

no one will know,

On such a rainy and rainy night, His Highness King Jin, who has always been aloof and arrogant and conceited, recreated the past on his collarbone with his own hands, and engraved the words in a person's name.

One knife, one stroke.

The blood was gushing out, and the bones were white.

And he didn't say a word, and every time he raised the knife and fell, he seemed extremely indifferent and smooth, and even secretly concealed the morbidity that was difficult to detect.

until that word is complete.

White.

His complexion was as pale as snow, and his expression was hidden in the darkness and could not be seen.

Mo Liyan's fingertips loosened, and without any effort, the dagger fell to the ground, but he rubbed the word slowly and carefully, and for a moment there was a feeling of caution.