Chapter 2947

In the ice and snow, in the snow,

The man was dressed in ice thick black brocade, lonely and straight, cold and noble.

Ran Bai looked away, but just ran into the man's line of sight.

The girl was unmoved. A pair of peach blossom eyes reflected the light and snow of the sky. She saw that the bottom of her eyes was a vast sky, but it was calm.

Then step by step, if no one else goes forward, it is very indifferent and Mo Liyan pass by, just like an ordinary stranger.

"Ling Bai."

He opened his mouth first.

The tone is as cool as ice and snow, calm and sharp.

Dyed white didn't stop, as if she didn't hear the sound at all, or heard it, but ignored it.

"Do you think the king should praise your wisdom or arrest you for treason?"

Mo Liyan was so long, standing in the snow, looking at the figure passing by him indifferently.

"Oh..."

Ranbai only smiled, and then turned around slowly. She was arrogant and provocative to the eyes of Liyan. She was evil and wanton between her eyebrows and lips.

"I'm looking forward to King Jin's arrest and waiting for me at any time."

"But does King Jin have evidence?"

"If you have any opinion about the king, you can directly start with the king." Mo Liyan pulled down his thin lips, and the unspeakable ridicule spread over the corners of his lips, which was a cold arc: "why make fun of 200000 troops."

Treason.

This is beyond Mo Liyan's expectation.

Ranbai slightly measured the meaning of the next mo Liyan's words and laughed. The light and lazy smile rippled at the corner of her lips and gradually disappeared into the bottom of her eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

"Who told King Jin that I was because of you?"

"Please don't worry about Wang Jin." ranbai said carelessly, "I can't make any wrong and unprofitable choice because of your relationship."

Mo Liyan looked at her so coldly. She could see the girl with a cold and calm look, silent eyes and sharp words, but there was no emotion, "do you still want to get involved in the political situation of the great Chu alone?"

"This has nothing to do with King Jin." dyed white doesn't matter. The sharp blade that just killed someone in his sleeve rolls gently, and the corners of his lips are slightly hooked: "King Jin is here to ask me for punishment today?"

"What a pity." she smiled: "if King Jin had come a quarter of an hour earlier, maybe he could save the person you like."

Mo Liyan knows.

A quarter of an hour ago,

Wei Yinyu died.

And he knows,

The killer must have been dyed white.

But he didn't know,

When did Wei Yinyu become his favorite.

Mo Liyan wrung his eyebrows and said coldly, "just let you apologize to her. Are you angry for so long?"

"King Jin thought more." ran Bai's eyes were cold and lustless, as if he had not paid any attention to the past. He was evil and presumptuous: "for you, is it just the overall situation and interests?"

"What a coincidence, so am I."

For the rest of my life, I will calculate the direction of the sword.

It is nothing more than a word of profit.

"But unfortunately, the existence of King Jin seems to be blocking my way." ranbai plays with the sharp blade in his hand and laughs loudly. Unfortunately, there is no warmth in his eyes.

She laid it out word by word.

No mood swings.

It's just a word of profit.

And his presence is in her way.

It doesn't involve any personal feelings, just look at the overall situation and plan the income.

For years,

Ranbai is the first one to stand in front of Mo Liyan, cold and arrogant, and openly tell Mo Liyan a fact.

Mo Liyan stood in the snow, listening to the words that fell in his ears word by word, talking and laughing, and forgot his reaction for a moment.

The sudden gloomy mood was very strange and entrenched in the position of the heart. It spread continuously, bumped cold and hot, and set off a sudden stabbing pain. It was like a blunt knife that made a hole in the heart and felt a faint pain.

It's a very strange emotion. It's so strange that Mo Liyan can't do anything. I don't know how to control it.

Dyed white's cold, thin, calm and rational calculation opened in front of Mo Liyan without covering up. He subconsciously avoided those eyes and stepped back a little without paying attention. The lines of his back were stretched slightly stiff and straight, and the long eyelashes gently hung to cover the emptiness of the fundus of his eyes.

His voice still sounded cold and self-contained.

"Do you have to?"

"Otherwise?" ranbai sneered. He was lazy. Obviously, he didn't take Mo Liyan's words to heart. His inquiry was just another kind of understatement: "what does King Jin think?"

"I always thought that from the moment King Jin's house left," she calmly explained a fact: "King Jin and I are enemies."

The young prince's slender and clear fingers were tightly clenched against the snow, and his white hair was blue. He reluctantly swallowed the blood gas that suddenly poured into his throat, spit out a word with you, and then left against the wind and snow without a pause.

The snow at the bottom of the sky is absolutely dust, which dazzles people's sight. Every inch of snow seems to fall silently like a gift. I don't know where.

The figure of King Jin's departure still looks straight, but it seems to be isolated from the wind and snow. There is a sense of isolation.

Ranbai stared at the figure for two seconds and gently turned the sharp blade. It was a little strange.

Mo Liyan wasted time just to say these meaningless words?

It's puzzling.

But dyed white didn't take it to heart.

All this is just the beginning. She has a lot to do.

Three days later,

Snow covered, frozen mountains and rivers.

In the courtyard, the thin white snow pressed on the evergreen trees, and the branches tilted slightly downward, hanging with long ice, occasionally shaking off the white color of snow with the wind.

"The result came out." Mo Rongxuan looked deeply at the girl in red in front of him and folded his hands. "The battle between Han and Chu will be fought. This time the coach... Is mo Liyan."

Ranbai listens to such a result, slowly puts down the tea cup, and looks at Shang Mo Rongxuan coldly and quietly.

"The father ordered it himself." Mo Rongxuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and a gentle smile hung on his lips. "Now the war between Han and Chu, Chu is obviously at a disadvantage, and now he has lost three cities. At the moment, the father asked the third brother to go and order the third brother not only to recapture the city, but also to win South Korea in front of all the officials."

"This is obviously a mess. The waste Prince shocked the capital of Chu. If the third brother succeeds, I'm afraid the third brother will also be involved."

Dyed white slightly lowered her long eyelashes and listened to what Mo Rongxuan said.

Thinking,

Well,

South Korea has just won the war and will lose again in the twinkling of an eye.

Tut.