Chapter 2997: Jinghong Step by Step: The Family of Emperors Who Have Been in Love Since Ancient Times (One Hundred and Thirty-Eight)

Therefore, it has also caused the two to strike each other very tacitly in the courtroom, without any emotional burden, the methods are as ruthless as ever, all kinds of conspiracies are calculated, and the plans are stacked on top of each other.

But in private,

However, they are good friends, even confidants, without any scruples, chatting very happily, completely ignoring the confrontation in the court to make good friends.

Such a harmonious but contradictory relationship, I don't know how many people's eyes have been lost.

But the two still went their own way and acted recklessly.

In fact, whether it is Xie Jinshu or Dianbai, at least they are very similar, and they can only be summed up in four words.

——Benefits come first.

"If you can afford to lose, you will be convinced." Xie Jinshu smiled lightly, his eyebrows and eyes were like the spring breeze blowing over the lake in March, with shallow water lines, and like the pear blossoms blowing the moon in a summer night, dazzling the hazy scenery, he smiled lightly: "But... ...what about Han Xun?"

Ranbai smiled: "What I want is power, not the throne."

The assassination a year ago had already come to fruition.

It's what Han Xun did.

Just for testing.

It doesn't matter either.

isn't it?

Xie Jinshu: "Okay, I won't tell you."

Xie Jinshu is very clear about the royal family.

In fact, where is the difference?

As long as the Xie family is not involved, he is happy to watch these two fight.

Unfortunately,

Whether it's Han Xun or Ranbai, there is a problem in the middle, stabilizing the imperial power and centralizing it.

This made Xie Jinshu very distressed.

After a careless emperor came a thoughtful eldest princess.

Gee.

"In private..." Xie Jinshu said, "I only talk about the classics, regardless of state affairs."

Abandoning the interests, the wind and the moon are related.

Ranbai responded in a sloppy manner, looking straight at the scene in front of him, a wicked and wanton smile spread across the crimson lips, but it didn't reach the bottom of his eyes.

far away,

The receiver who belonged to Da Chu appeared unhurriedly in the line of sight, hitting the bottom of his eyes, looking both familiar and unfamiliar.

He came on horseback and ran against the snow.

The white snow that filled the sky fell on his shoulders, wrapped in a bit of chill.

His Royal Highness King Jin was dressed in solemn black brocade clothes. He glanced at it and felt that the color was cold and rigorous.

Indifference and abstinence. His hair is tied in a jade crown, his ink silk is like a waterfall, and the lines on his side face are angular and delicate.

Under the long eyelashes, a pair of stern and abyss-like eyes landed on the princess's body from a long distance away. The eyes were deep and deep, like a frozen pool.

He rode the horse and whipped the whip, and every time the black brocade sleeves swiped through the air, it always gave people a feeling like a sharp blade piercing the air, just like him, indifferent and ruthless, and extremely dangerous.

near,

Closer again.

The distance between the two is constantly getting closer and closer... but it always makes people feel very far away, as if separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, the ends of the earth are a gap that time cannot cross.

Until Mo Liyan stopped in front of Dye Bai.

They were face to face, looking at each other.

Mo Liyan's eyes were always locked on the princess' body, reflecting the only color between heaven and earth. He rode coldly and arrogantly on the back of the horse, holding the reins with one long, fair finger, while the other hand did not move. The expression was gathered in the cuffs, and the strength of the grip gradually increased.

Ranbai looked at Mo Liyan with no expression, as if looking at a stranger's cold eyes, seemingly inadvertently swept across King Jin's narrow eyes like ink...

recovered.

Two years later, this person has indeed not changed, but the cold and ruthless noble bearing is even more than before, which belongs to the emperor's family.

"Eldest Princess." Mo Liyan stared at the person in front of him, and opened his mouth first. The cold and pleasant voice broke the eternal silence at the moment. The sound was as pleasant as the rhythm of Lin Suquan, cold as the moon on a winter night, calm and indifferent. .

Ranbai is also very unfamiliar and polite, nodding slightly, and smilingly responds to this title, peach blossom eyes dazzling lakes and mountains, full of evil intentions flowing in it, but unfortunately it does not contain warmth: "King Jin."

"Princess has been waiting for a long time." Mo Liyan tilted his eyes slightly, covering up all the hidden feelings of nostalgia in the depths of his eyes, hiding the brokenness in his sobriety, and did not want Ranbai to see it.

"It's okay, it just arrived."

A few faint words ended like this, Mo Liyan nodded slightly, and turned his horse's head, "Princess and others, come to Beijing with this king."

Dyeing Bai has no objection, he just rode his horse carelessly, not interested in the surrounding scenes at all.

The eldest princess of South Korea and others entered Chujing,

In the capital, both sides of Chang'an Street were overcrowded and bustling. At first glance, it was dark and crowded. The guards had to stop the people along the way to block those who blocked the road without authorization.

Although the wind and snow were all over the sky and the bitter north wind was endless, it still could not stop the enthusiasm of the people.

This place that I have been in, when the dyeing white comes again, it is nothing but a different person.

Without squinting, she rode straight ahead, with a delicate face, picturesque eyebrows, a red dress, and a very cold temperament, as cold as this ice and snow.

this way,

A thin layer of ice was paved along the way, overturned with cloud-white snow, and the sky and the earth were covered with snow, drifting in an unspecified direction.

Mo Liyan kept glancing at the princess out of the corner of his eye, but he looked deep and indifferent. Finally, he noticed the distance between the two of them, pursed his thin lips slightly, and froze his fingers holding the reins. The horse approached without looking.

It is approaching little by little without leaving any traces. Every step closer, it will stop for a while, with a cautious and nonchalant look, afraid of being discovered by Yanbai, and afraid of being contradicted by Yanbai.

The heartbeat that had been silent for two years, when I met this person again, began to break everything like still water, the calmness of the abyss, and began to jump up and down, the frequency gradually increased, and it almost jumped out of my chest. strength.

In the end, it was found that the man seemed to be completely oblivious, not even looking at it, Mo Liyan's uneasy mood was relieved a little, and there was some indescribable loss.

Until the end, he completely slowed down his riding speed, approached the princess again, and walked side by side with Ranbai.

Just like him,

Deep and introverted, it seems like an abyss that is within reach and untouchable. As long as he doesn't speak, he will never see what he is thinking, and he will never understand what he is doing.

In the corner of the dyed white light, he caught a glimpse of the solemn black clothes that were close at hand, surrounded by the clean and pleasant light fragrance that belonged to that person, which was as cool as ice and snow.

She wasn't interested either, she had no mood swings, she withdrew her gaze calmly and indifferently, lazily compared with Mo Liyan in the public, and didn't say a word.

Seeing Ranbai didn't respond, King Jin squeezed the reins hard because he was nervous, and then slowly released his hand that made a deep red mark. Because of his fair skin, the marks of the pressure were obvious, but Mo Liyan didn't. He didn't even care, his long eyelashes fell down gently, covering the light that almost overflowed from his eyes.

Between his eyebrows,

It is the joy of being reunited after a long absence, the satisfaction of being close at hand, and the loneliness that is hidden deep and invisible.

Although his eyes were cold and frosty, they were still shining brightly at this moment.

In this way, on a road that seems to be endless, covered in ice and snow,

Quietly enjoying walking side by side at the moment, she didn't even dare to say a word, for fear of disturbing Ranbai and alienating her.

Just because of an approach, even an approach without touching.