Chapter 2990: Jinghong Step by Step: The Family of Emperors Who Have Been in Love Since Ancient Times (One Hundred and Thirty-One)

The dyed white eyes seemed to have condensed a thin layer of ice, and walked up.

Today is the second day.

What is the purpose of that person, to start?

She was looking forward to it.

Ranbai thought so, and walked in the direction the boy led.

It's just that Ranbai never thought that in the end, the boy took her to a huge sea of ​​flowers outside the city.

As the sun sets in the west, the sky in the distance seems to be drinking old wine, drunk with thoughts, and its color is hazy, like a girl's shy expression, her cheeks are slightly drunk, and the warm orange light is shone.

The vast sea of ​​fire, the wild flowers of various colors, and the splendid blooms, are like a pair of heavy-colored landscape paintings, and like the fairy in the nine heavens tearing the colored silk and scattering it into the world.

This is the most special scenery in Yizhou, the first wild flowers to unfold.

She just came to Yizhou in January, and she knew that there was a sea of ​​flowers in the mountains and fields nearby, but she never took a look at it, nor was it leisurely and elegant, and she was not interested.

I didn't expect it to be a coincidence today.

What is Mo Liyan doing here?

"Brother Fairy is in the innermost part of the sea of ​​​​flowers!" The boy blinked mysteriously at Dianbai, his face blushing: "You are the most beautiful people I have ever seen, I wish my brother and sister happiness!"

After finishing speaking, the boy ran quickly with a few other friends.

The dyed white thank you, but it is impossible for happiness to be stuck, and the child has disappeared before she can say it.

"You're young, so what nonsense." She clicked her tongue, slightly displeased, and walked towards the sea of ​​​​flowers.

The sea of ​​​​flowers is very dense, and the barbaric growth still shows the most gorgeous posture. There are all kinds of wild flowers that have never been seen before. In the distant sky, the air is filled with a refreshing fragrance.

There is a path in the center of the sea of ​​flowers, which can lead directly to the depths. On both sides are slim wildflowers, some of which are stretched out, and their heads stick out mischievously, blocking the way in the path.

The red-clothed girl just walked deeper from the path until she saw a tall and stern figure not far away.

His Royal Highness King Jin stands tall and jade-like in the sea of ​​​​flowers, with an unfathomable demeanor. Behind him are the vast mountains in the distance, the mountains are stacked, the peaks of the mountains are a touch of dark blue, the oranges shrouded in the setting sun, and the sea of ​​flowers that fill the sky. Dancing with the wind.

All this has been reduced to his background board, the beauty is absolutely beautiful, but it is not half as good as his color.

The girl in red, the evil spirit allures the city.

Step by step towards Mo Liyan.

"You're here." Mo Liyan could hear the sound of footsteps approaching,

Although it was very light, he still caught it. His lower thin lips were curved in a slight arc, dyed with a three-point smile.

from this man,

It's always been cold and thin.

Such a smile is rare.

"What to do." Ranbai stopped in front of Mo Liyan and looked at the man in front of him. In his pair of peach blossom eyes, the dusk and the sunset were reflected, the mountains and rivers were reflected, the colors were gorgeous, and he was also reflected. It's a pity, Countless reflections are dazzling, leaving no traces.

She saw King Jin's clothes fluttering, and the wind was blowing.

Seeing his white ling covering his eyes, he is elegant and noble.

I also saw that he was holding a bunch of flowers in his slender, art-like hands. He was very beautiful and beautiful, but it was not as good-looking as his hands.

"They... said that the sea of ​​flowers here is very beautiful." Mo Liyan said softly, only in front of Ranbai, he restrained all his hostility, and he had an air of cold and noble as unparalleled in the world.

He stretched out his hand, the wide pure black robe dangled, fluttering like a cloud in the wind, revealing a delicate and cold-white wrist bone, and gave the blooming splendid bouquet to Dyebai, "Here to you."

Dyeing Bai lowered his eyes and glanced flatly, his eyes were as dead as a cold pool.

Then he casually reached out to take it, and fiddled with it at will.

Half of the sky is plated with orange-red colors from light to dark, the setting sun is sinking, the sunset is gentle, and the wind is drunk for eight thousand miles.

"Does it look good?" Mo Liyan couldn't see it, and asked Dianbai, with a hint of hope, a faint joy that was hard to detect.

Obviously it is a beautiful flower that no one can deny, but after Dye Bai glanced at it, relying on Mo Liyan's eyes to be invisible, he denied it badly: "It's not good-looking at all."

Mo Liyan was stunned. After a brief stagnation in the atmosphere, there was only the sound of the wind blowing through the flowers and shaking. He was silent for a while, then chuckled softly: "So they are lying to me."

"Since the flowers are finished." Ranbai was not in the mood to stay here. After playing with her at will, she threw a bouquet of gorgeous bouquets in her hand lightly without any pity, ruthlessly streaked through the air, and finally returned to the sea of ​​flowers. , annihilated in sight: "Let's go then."

The whitening of those movements and voices did not hide it.

Because he can't see, other senses will be more sensitive. In the past, Mo Liyan didn't feel it, but now he suddenly hates what he hears so clearly, and he doesn't even give him a chance to deceive himself.

Did he not like it, or did he not like what he gave?

Is it the children who lied to him, or is she?

Mo Liyan already had the answer in his heart.

"Can you stay?" Mo Liyan's thin lips pursed lightly, with a slightly pale color, in a cold and calm tone: "It won't waste you too long."

Dyeing Bai also declined indifferently: "No."

After speaking,

She didn't care about Mo Liyan, who was staying there, but walked out alone without any reluctance. She walked quickly, her back was resolute, and every arc of her sleeves across the air symbolized ruthlessness.

Lonely left Jin Wang alone in the sea of ​​flowers, the cold wind blowing, the layers of flowers swaying in the wind, the lines are shallow, poignant and lonely...

The light of the setting sun was completely annihilated, the sky gradually became dark, and night fell on this world of silent and fragrant floating.

night,

The cold is cold and the wind is blowing.

Dyeing Bai was only wearing a red coat, with a beautiful forehead supported at will, and the light of the lamp was misty in her eyes, so she couldn't see any expression.

She spoke suddenly.

His voice cut through the darkness.

"Mo Liyan, is that character still on your body?"

Hearing this, King Jin paused for a while, and then hummed without emotion, neither disgust nor liking could be heard.

"Come here." Ranbai threw the book in his hand, leaned on the bed, as if he was boneless, and raised his fair chin to Mo Liyan, and said arrogantly and casually, "I'll take a look."

Mo Liyan turned his eyes slightly, and his voice was lingering: "Must see it?"

"you must look."

Mo Liyan's thin lips pursed into a straight line, his handsome face was sideways, and his temperament was cold and abstinent. Under the gaze of a girl general, he was silent for a while, but he walked over.