She knew that Mo Yelei was kind to her, and Mo Yelei was the crown prince. If he was willing to marry her as the official concubine, she would be the queen of Da Chu from now on!

This perception made her a little excited, and her heart kept beating.

But Mo Yelei's face turned gloomy.

He thought about many things, but he didn't expect Ling Bai to ask him that!

When Mo Yelei met Wei Yinyu's anticipated gaze, he could not give an answer.

Because Wei Pingsheng, letting Wei Yinyu like him, marrying him is naturally the best way, and you can win over Wei Pingsheng.

But it is absolutely impossible to be the position of the official concubine!

In the final analysis, Wei Yinyu has nothing but Wei's life and no prominent family background means that he cannot give him any help. The person he wants to marry in the future must be a noble lady in Kyoto. How could it be Wei Yinyu?

But if that's the case, Wei Yinyu is basically a arrogant and arrogant person. Now he hasn't completely fallen in love with him, so he will definitely not accept it.

No matter which way of speaking, it will be of no use to him.

How did he know that Ling Bai would ask such a question!

Wei Yinyu was not stupid. When she saw Mo Yelei hesitating, her heart slowly became cold and a little unbelievable.

"This question... is so ridiculous." Mo Yelei looked not very good-looking and reluctantly made an excuse: "How can he make a decision on the major marriage of a girl's family without authorization?"

"If the prince likes it, why not marry the princess with the betrothal gift?" Ranbai got the situation he wanted, and his tone was cold: "It seems that I am thinking too much. It turns out that the prince doesn't think so."

Mo Yelei was in a breath of silence and opened his mouth, but he didn't think of any statement, his face turned as dark as a pot of carbon.

Mo Liyan looked at this scene calmly and tapped his fingertips.

It's just a problem, enough to take advantage of what Wei Yinyu's psychology and Mo Yelei wanted to get apart.

Wei Yinyu is Wei Pingsheng's sister. If Wei Yinyu really firmly supports Mo Yelei together, it will be a bit troublesome to rely on Wei Pingsheng's attention to Wei Yinyu.

This question is well asked.

Tsk.

·

After leaving the Colosseum,

The two people separated.

But Mo Liyan did not mean to return to Prince Jin's Mansion, but seriously took all the view of the Duan Night in Kyoto of Dachu and came to an end before turning back.

"What do you want?" He looked at the prosperous scene ahead, his voice shattering through the lights and night, and asked her through the wind.

Ranbai replied: "No."

Mo Liyan snorted lightly, the curve of the raised eyebrows showed a three-point coldness, and the cold pool-like coldness revealed a faint impatience: "I only asked this time, are you sure?"

He asked,

It’s just that Ranbai asked the questions under Mo Yelei’s conditions, which were completely beneficial to him.

But he didn't have the patience or the interest to say more.

Ranbai suddenly stopped and looked quite serious: "Do you count?"

——What do you want?

——Do you count?

She wants him?

Mo Liyan paused for a rare moment and carefully considered the question. He did not leave anymore. He stood alone at the dividing point between light and darkness. Half of his side face was shrouded in the dark shadow. He could not see his expression. The shadow cast on the ground was dim and slanted.

"Not count."

No room for answers.

He stepped on the edge of darkness, his figure was outlined and slender, like bamboos and pine. In front of him were thousands of lights, prosperous and brilliant, and paved with long streets, and was the noisy fireworks that were different from the dead dark sky.

And all this seemed to have nothing to do with him. He stood in the place of light and darkness, as if standing on the edge of the bottomless abyss.

The long eyelashes half covered the deep gaze. The narrow phoenix eyes did not show any warmth, and no light could brighten the deep eyes. The look of looking down at the girl from a high place was a little cool, like falling snow, and even cold: "Don't think about it."

Ranbai thought about it carefully, but he couldn't figure out what he wanted. His tone was colder than before, and he was very light: "That's it."

Mo Liyan didn't say a word more. The arc of his jaw was tense and his expression became even lighter. He walked in the dim lights and his back was lonely and arrogant.

The moon is like a hook, hanging slanted in the sky. The sky seems to be as bright as it is hazy and blurred.

In the most vast rivers in Kyoto, Dachu.

The pleasure boats roam the river, drifting along the water, without asking where to go.

The night is fascinating, the river is deep and unfathomable, the waves are misty, like a blue streamer flowing, flickering, floating, and confessing, expressing the vicissitudes of life and separation in the face that has not changed for thousands of years, and the suffering is borrowed.

The shadowy scenes on both sides of the shore are surrounded by the quiet river and spread out freely, and the willows are slightly lowered and swaying with the night wind.

A crescent moon is reflected in the middle of the river, sparkling and beautiful.

The quiet pleasure boat is far away from the hustle and bustle, floating quietly on the river to see the rich and ink-colored night.

The man in the mysterious clothes and the lonely man was in the pleasure boat. The pair of narrow and narrow phoenix eyes that seemed to be pretending to be the vast sky reflected the scene that slowly spread out like a painting.

He knelt in front of the red sandalwood zither stand, with a gorgeous black dress, a jade crown, and a beautiful face, but it contained the ice that never melted all year round, showing the coldness of dominating the world.

before,

A delicate paulownia guqin is placed safely.

The guqin is made of Fuxi style and paulownia wood. The body of the zither body is three feet, six inches and five minutes long. The surface of the zither is arched and arc-shaped to represent the sky, and the base of the zither represents the earth. There are thirteen positions in total.

Due to the long-term vibration of playing the piano, the plum blossom pattern has been formed, highlighting the extraordinary and rare treasures.

Mo Liyan's long eyelashes drooped slightly, half covering the deep and shimmering eyes. His long and clear joints were slender and distinct, and his fingers, which were like works of art, plucked the strings of the guqin and made a rhythm.

His cold fingertips slowly slid down, gently rubbing the strings on the guqin, carelessly rubbing the edges and corners of the mountains and rivers carved by the guqin.

immediately,

Pulling the balls casually, being noble and calm, is the elegance and indifference that is extremely elegant. Notes pour out from the fingertips, and the fingertips bloom a cold halo on the strings, which is the cold white of the moonlight.

Ranbai stood outside the pleasure boat, holding onto the dark railings with his hands, looking at the night view on the river, and there was a reflection of a crescent moon in the center of the river.

The night breeze in early summer blew on his face, carrying a faint fragrance of peach blossoms. The girl's sleeves fluttered, faintly revealing a piece of jade-like bright night, with her black hair dancing lightly, and her eyebrows and eyes were filled with a clear and snowy coldness.

Suddenly I heard the sound of an guqin coming from the boat.

The sound of the piano is melodious and pleasant, and it is the meaning of the flowing waters of mountains and rivers. Sometimes it is as light as a clear spring in the snow, sometimes it is as rapid as a flying waterfall, sometimes it is as light as a whisper, sometimes it is as sharp as a sharp light.

The master who played the piano perfectly switched the perfect transition between long and indifferent and treacherous murderous intent in the rhythm of high and low. He was light and severe, soothing and natural, and performed a song that has been passed down through the ages.
Chapter completed!