He stopped, turned around, looked at Morin, and without saying a word, raised his hand and raised it, motioning for Morin to go into the study. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Merlin's gaze remained on the figure imprinted on the window, unnoticed.

The hand on the ground covered his still painful abdomen, and then he looked down at his red and swollen hand that had been trampled, and the anger in his heart did not diminish in the slightest, and then he looked at Mo Lin, his face was no longer pale, and he turned around and walked outside.

Merlin stood there in a daze, staring at the figure, unwilling to move away for a long time. What echoed in his ears was the last thing He Xiao said to herself last time.

"Lin Mo, have you had enough?"

Lin Mo.

Lin Mo.

After all, he still knew that he was Lin Mo.

Thinking of this, Mo Lin's eyes that were originally full of hope instantly went out, lowered his eyes, looked at his embarrassed body, pulled out a self-deprecating smile on his lips, raised his steps, and walked towards the study.

In the study, He Xiao sat at the table, holding a book of paintings in her hand, her slender and powerful fingers gently caressing each page, and in her eyes, there was an indistinguishable light.

Dressed in a vegan black robe, he was dressed in a kaftan of the same color with the color of a pine branch tattooed with ink, and his long hair was tied into a low bun, and the rest was scattered behind him.

Leaning on the wide chair with dragon patterns, there was a rare warmth between his eyebrows and eyes.

With a creak, the door was finally pushed open.

With a look in his eyes, the warmth in He Xiao's eyes dissipated without a trace in an instant, but he did not look up at the comer, but raised his hand and flipped the album in his hand.

Mo Lin's head kept lowering, even if he entered the study, his head was buried very deeply, he closed the door with his backhand, his eyes were slightly raised for a moment, and he looked around, and he also saw the direction where He Xiao was, and then lowered his head again.

His steps were extremely slow, Morin's gaze was lowered, and he always fell on the extremely obvious black mottles on his body, and his thoughts were very low, and he finally walked to the position of five steps in front of the desk.

"Mo Lin, I've seen the prince." Listening carefully, it seems that there is a slight tremor in the steady voice.

He Xiao's eyes never left the album in his hand, until he turned another page, and then he spoke, but his voice was full of coldness: "Shouldn't you call me a general?" ”

His body stiffened suddenly, and Mo Lin's hands that were already folded in front of him suddenly stirred together, as if he wanted to rely on the pain to calm his panic.

Indeed, as a person in the military camp, he has always called He Xiao a general, even if he enters this palace, it is very rare to call him a prince, for example, at this moment.

After being silent for a while, Mo Lin appeared with a sad smile, and his words were also a little helpless: "...... Morin ...... I don't understand what the prince means. ”

After all, He Xiao raised his eyes, but he didn't let go of the album in his hand, and his eyes were full of coolness towards Mo Lin.

"Maureen. What a good name. ”

The sweat on his back became more and more popular, and Mo Lin only felt that in front of He Xiao, he was like a person without secrets, and a burst of fear slowly rose in his heart.

"Did you say so?"

"Lin Mo."

He Xiao's words were not too loud, but they were light and light, slowly and leisurely, and fell.

Morin always bit his lip stubbornly, for fear that because of the fear in his heart, he would panic if he didn't pay attention.

But He Xiao's words were still like a sharp sword, stabbing heavily in her heart.

After taking a few deep breaths, Mo Lin felt that he was so nervous that his heart was about to jump out of his heart fell back a little, and he smiled with trembling lips: "Lord Wang, Mo Lin...... I really don't understand what the prince said......"

Only this time, before Mo Lin's words were all spoken, the pen in He Xiao's hand had already flown out heavily, heading straight towards Mo Lin's face.

Morin had her head down, she didn't know what was going on, and when she heard the sound of the wind and raised her eyes, the ink-stained end of the brush had already crossed her face, and then fell to the ground with a click.

His gaze was raised, and at the first moment, he looked at He Xiao.

He Xiao got out of the chair and stood up, the chill on his face was like ice, and he rushed straight towards Mo Lin.

"Lord Wang......" Mo Lin only felt that his face was hot and painful, and reached out to touch the place on his face that was scratched by the brush, and when he looked at his hand again, he found that the dampness of his hand was black ink, but in that ink, there was a strong smell of blood.

"Who is the person who asked you to come to the palace?" He Xiao's steps also slowly paced out from behind the desk, and gradually stood in front of Mo Lin.

It was the first moment He Xiao stepped from behind the desk, and Mo Lin had already seen the painting album that He Xiao put down, painting Du Weiwei.

His thoughts were in a mess, even if He Xiao was already standing in front of him, Mo Lin's heart was filled with the woman in the album.

Du Weiwei. Du Weiwei. Du Weiwei.

General, is he really emotionally attached to that woman?

Mo Lin didn't speak for a long time, He Xiao's gaze sank, and seeing this Mo Lin's scattered eyes, for the first time, he slowly raised his hand and touched Mo Lin's face.

His body froze more and more, and Mo Lin finally came back to his senses and saw the broad palm that He Xiao was about to touch his face.

When the ghost made the gods, Mo Lin actually raised his hand and wanted to touch He Xiao's palm.

In an instant, a slap with internal force had fallen heavily.

"Smack!!

The sound made Mo Lin, who fell to the ground in an instant, only feel that his ears were buzzing, and he could not hear any other sound. And her body, also because of the powerful slap, fell heavily to the ground, her body fell sideways, and her head slammed into the corner of the chair next to her.

The pain felt as if it had entered the bone marrow, and it instantly spread all over Morin's body. The moment he fell, Mo Lin felt that his heart at this moment was really cold.

Retracting his palm, He Xiao didn't look at Mo Lin, but turned around and closed the album on the table. The voice that couldn't hear the slightest emotion sounded: "Who is the person who asked you to come to the palace." ”

Mo Lin was lying on the ground sideways, the side that was beaten was already red and swollen, and the corners of his mouth slowly flowed out a trace of blood, and he laughed coldly, and the laughter became louder and louder: "General...... You said you wouldn't hit a woman...... You've said that...... Have you forgotten? Have you forgotten?! ”

I don't know where the courage came from, but in the end, Morin's words were as if they were ruthless.

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