Lin Weiran lightly hooked the corners of his lips, and little by little moved the long sword up from between Mo Liang's shoulder blades, took out the silk cloth, and wiped the blood on it little by little. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Lone has discovered something interesting." Lin Weiran said leisurely while wiping the long sword.

Mo Liang didn't bandage himself, letting the blood on his shoulders spill out until it merged into a puddle along his fingertips.

"I don't know what the king said?" Mo Liang asked in line with Lin Weiran's voice.

Lin Weiran smiled.

"Jing Changning, who has played many games with solitude and loneliness, is actually a daughter." Lin Weiran looked at Mo Liang and said in a quiet voice.

There was naturally a hint of surprise on Mo Deso's pale face.

"Daughter?" He nodded in agreement, "That's a lot of fun. ”

Lin Weiran looked at Mo Liang, and his expression changed naturally.

"You don't know?" He asked.

Mo Liang shook his head: "How would the minister know?" The minister and Jing Changning only have a few faces, and they are not familiar with each other. ”

Lin Weiran squatted down quietly, his eyes level with Mo Liang who was kneeling.

"You know Lone's methods." He said.

Mo Liang responded: "I know." ”

"Then you're still acting in front of Lonely?" Lin Weiran shook his cuffs, and his voice became sharp.

Mo Liang shook his head calmly.

"It is precisely because I know that the king should believe that those who know those methods will not have the courage to deceive the king at all." He replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Lin Weiran leaned over, his eyes were close to Mo Liang, and his voice was cool, like a cold snake spitting out letters.

"Then you dare to let Gu see what kind of face you have under your mask now."

Mo Liang was stunned and glanced at Lin Weiran.

"Okay." He said.

Before he could finish speaking, Mo Liang's left hand clinged to the mask.

With a soft thud, the dark mask fell to the ground.

……

Looking at the face under the Mo Liang mask, Lin Weiran's mind was not only why the four-character description of elegance and elegance appeared.

It was exactly the same face as Jing Changning, but this face was extraordinarily pale, and the only difference might be that Jing Changning's eyes were clean, with some cunning colors from time to time, while Mo Liang's eyes were only a bland and extremely dead silence.

Eternal desolation, death and death.

Time turns into eternal darkness in the cycle of silence.

Lin Weiran was a little distracted, and it wasn't until a moment later that she came back to her senses, and then sneered: "It's so good that you hide it." ”

Mo Liang naturally showed a puzzled expression.

"The minister doesn't understand the king's meaning." He reached out and touched the pale skin under the mask, and his voice was stunned, "Is there anything special about this face?" ”

Lin Weiran sneered: "You don't have to pretend, you've been pretending in front of Lone for eleven years, haven't you pretended enough?" ”

The sword light fell back between Mo Liang's neck.

"Chu Changan, how long do you have to pretend?"

Mo Liang was slightly stunned, then looked at Lin Weiran seriously, and said earnestly: "Although the minister can't understand what the king is saying, the minister doesn't pretend, but if the king is really unbelievable and uneasy in his heart, he can kill the minister to vent his anger, and the minister has no regrets." ”

After speaking, Mo Liang touched the ground with his forehead, still respectful.

"Do you think Lone won't dare to kill you?" Lin Weiran sneered, and the sword blade cut a bloody mark between Mo Liang's neck.

Mo Liang seemed to remember something a long time ago, raised his face, and his voice was empty but calm: "Then I'll die." ”

Time turned, and with Mo Liang's words, Lin Weiran's thoughts went back to eleven years ago, when the little boy in a light gold shirt leaned against the wall of the prison, and his voice was calm: If you don't save me, I'll die.

Now, he wants to kill him, and he is still so calm, as if his life is just a little duckweed with the waves, drifting with the waves. Life and death are not up to you.

Lin Weiran was a little stunned, and the long sword moved away again.

"I'll give you a chance to explain." He said.

Mo Liang turned his head sideways, glanced at the wisp of blood flowing down his neck, and then looked at Lin Weiran in confusion: "However, the minister still doesn't know the reason, he doesn't know the reason, and the minister doesn't know how to explain." ”

Lin Weiran was silent for a moment, then picked up the painting and threw it in front of Mo Liang.

Mo Liang calmly spread out the painting.

"The king painted this with me?" Mo Liang was stunned, "But it's a little different." ”

Lin Weiran took a sideways step and looked out of the hall.

"Come on, take a bronze mirror." He commanded.

Soon, a bronze mirror fell in front of Mo Liang from outside the hall.

Mo Liang looked at the face reflected in the bronze mirror in front of him, and suddenly turned his eyes to look at Lin Weiran deeply.

"Jing Changning!" He exclaimed.

Lin Weiran sneered: "Although I don't know if it's true or not, your expression is indeed very similar to the first time I learned about it." ”

Mo Liang turned his head and bowed.

"The minister has been wearing a mask since eleven years ago, and he has not solved it for eleven years, and his appearance is that the minister himself has never seen it, and the minister really doesn't know that Jing Changning and the minister have exactly the same face, whether the king believes it or not, this is a fact." Mo Liang said word by word.

"Now that you know, do you have anything you want to tell Lone?" Lin Weiran asked.

Mo Liang sighed softly.

"That Jing Changning is not only a daughter, but also has an identical face with the minister, presumably the twin sister who survived by luck at the beginning."

"And what are you going to do?" Lin Weiran said.

"The minister has no plans." Ink is cool and prostrate on the ground. "The king once said that the chess pieces don't need to be thought, and the minister also said that if the king is threatened in the future, I will get rid of her like removing other obstacles for the king."

Mo Liang paused, then picked up the mask on the ground and attached it to his face again, "Chu Changan is dead, no matter what kind of appearance is under the mask, the minister is just Mo Liang." Eleven years ago, it was the king who gave the minister a chance to survive, Mo Liang's life is the king's, the chess pieces don't need to think, I won't be tied up in the past, if the king asks me to kill Jing Changning now, I won't have the slightest thought, and I won't have the slightest hesitation. ”

Mo Liang's voice was calm, neither humble nor arrogant, Lin Weiran was stunned. He suddenly remembered that Mo Liang had killed King Dan and successfully framed Jing Changning, and Dan had betrayed the alliance and switched to Lin State. And this time, Mo Liang persuaded King Yun to enter the situation of Lianheng, so that he had a reason to send troops to intervene in the dispute of Yun Kingdom. and Tan Yishui, the old man of the Chu State, in order to stabilize people's hearts, Mo Liang's methods must be ruthless.

One by one.

"I am only a sword in the king's hand." Mo Liang's voice gradually lowered, and the sweat on his forehead pooled with blood on the ground.

As soon as the words fell, there was a "bang", and Mo Liang fell to the ground, his face was pale, and the blood on his shoulder was still spilling out.

Lin Weiran glanced at the sword in his hand, and then looked at Mo Liang, who had fainted.

"Someone is coming, pass on the imperial doctor."

Lin Weiran turned around and put the long sword back on the platform behind him.