Nan Xiao's resounding closing of the door shut Mo Lan outside the palace with the purple-clothed boy and his entourage.

Mo Lan's eyebrows jumped, and rows of gorgeous black lines couldn't help but slide down the back of his head.

She seems to be the owner of this Minwang Mansion, right? Nan Xiao looks like she's just a borrowed guest, right? Can Mao, now that she, the master, is ruthlessly locked out of the door by outsiders? This matter is too embarrassing and speechless.

The two guards guarding the door lowered their heads, but cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

But the purple-clothed boy only glanced at the closed Zhumen with an expressionless face, his ink-colored eyes were as deep as the sea, and there was a dull and quiet place without a trace of waves.

At the moment when he looked back, Mo Lan's gaze touched his face, and a trace of surprise flashed on his face, and there seemed to be a streamer under his eyes.

He has a jade crown on his head and his hair is like ink.

A luxurious purple robe, worn on him, seemed to be reduced to a foil, and it seemed that even the splendid mountains could not compare to his dignity.

Smooth lines cascade down the perfect side of the face where they intersect, merging into an upside-down silhouette on the smooth chin. The cherry blossom-like lips pursed slightly, outlining an indifferent arc, and the pair of dark jade-like noble deep eyes have a fatal attraction and mystery, however, there are layers of whirlpools like an abyss, so deep that people dare not peep.

His expression was too silent, although there was no breath exposed, but it inexplicably made people feel a coldness, a coldness that pierced into the bone marrow.

Such coldness made Mo Lan suddenly think of Si Yunyin.

If Si Yunyin's coldness is the proud ice lotus on the top of the Tianshan Snow Ridge, it is three points cold and seven points indifferent. Then, this man's cooling is like a thousand-year-old cold pool at the end of thousands of miles of snowfield, on which there is a cold air that is as thick as a smoke screen all year round, everything is isolated, and you can never find out what kind of scenery is hidden under that white fog.

It was a kind of indifference in his bones, as if there was nothing in this world that could arouse his emotions.

And with the same stunning appearance, Si Yunyin's beauty is like an immortal who is not stained by fireworks, which makes people feel that they cannot be blasphemed. And this man's beauty is like a god of indifference and luxury, which is unattainable.

It seems that he can give people an invisible sense of oppression just by standing there and not saying a word. For example, now, she was standing on the stone steps, obviously much higher than him, but she was still suppressed by his powerful aura as if she was a little shorter, which was a natural king's aura.

This man seems to be born to be looked up to.

Mo Lan squinted slightly, and suddenly remembered Fang Cai Nanxiao's excessive behavior, and guessed the identity of this purple-clothed boy almost in an instant.

"Liguo, Prince Yeling?" She crossed her arms and said with a smile on her face.

And at this moment, the man in purple, who had never looked at her since he turned around, finally set his eyes on her.

"Lieyun, Princess Min."

The low and cold voice, like the tail note sent by the wind in the wilderness, there was no surprise, no curiosity, no waves.

Mo Lan suddenly smiled, a wild and cruel smile, a strange light in his eyes, as if he had seen prey, and the face reflecting that dish looked extraordinarily permeating.

It's really hard to find a place to step on iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it! Originally, she only aimed at Xi Mufeng, who was about to return to the court, but she didn't expect this Yeling prince to take the initiative to send it to the door!

Well, that's great! Nan Xiao, this kid, has recruited such a big fat sheep for her, which finally reflects the value of his existence!

Ye Ling saw Mo Lan smiling so weirdly, and there was still no expression on her face. He may not understand the reason why this woman showed such a cannibalistic expression, but he didn't care, and he was not interested in knowing the truth.

"The prince came to Lieyun thousands of miles away, and he was tired all the way, why don't you just rest in the mansion and let this princess fulfill the friendship of the landlord?"

Mo Lan grinned his mouth, his expression was like a wolf and a tiger, as if he had seen the four big words of "Canghai Bizhu" flashing on Yeling's smooth and full forehead, and his eyes at this moment were completely looking at a lamb to be slaughtered.

Ye Ling's expression was indifferent, but Qing Xun, the attendant behind him, frowned when he heard this.

For some reason, Qing Xun had a bad premonition in his heart. I always feel that this princess of the clouds has no image at all, and she doesn't look like a princess at all. And her behavior is also quite weird, and the way she looks at her master is not at all what a good woman should have, but I don't know what kind of thoughts she has in her private life.

Qing Xun was hesitating to remind his master, but he heard a familiar indifferent voice in his ears.

"It's fine."

Qing Xun couldn't help but open his mouth and called: "Master......"

However, in the next moment, I saw Yeling slowly tilting her head slightly, and there was a cold glow in her dark jade-like eyes.

Qing Xun was shocked, and hurriedly knelt down on one knee and pleaded in a deep voice: "My subordinates are guilty, please punish my master!" ”

As soon as the words fell, he pulled out the long sword in his hand, and a bright cold shadow flashed a brilliant sword flower in the air, and then with a sound of "Ahh

What a damn one! How could he have forgotten that they must not have any doubts about all the decisions made by his master! The most hated thing by the master is the man who thinks he is clever and good at asserting!

Tick...... Tick......

Qing Xun's left arm continued to have blood gushing out, soaking his dark robe, and then dripping to the ground, converging into demonic blood flowers.

Mo Lan squinted slightly, watching this scene quietly, with deep exploration and thought flashing in her eyes.

Prince Yeling, the subordinate taught by such a person, seems to be absolutely obedient and loyal, and even the attendants around him can be decisive to this point, he is really not an ordinary person.

After a moment, Yeling looked back and looked at Mo Lan's thoughtful face: "Please lead the way, the princess." ”

Mo Lan hooked his lips and snapped his fingers at the guard guarding the door: "Open the door!" ”

She knew that Ye Ling would definitely accept her love and enter the palace, and even live here, just because there was a person he wanted to find in this mansion.

It's just that I don't know what the relationship between him and Nan Xiao is, so that after he learned where Nan Xiao was, he personally rushed to Lieyun thousands of miles away, and Nan Xiao's reaction was too subtle.

Mo Lan led Yeling all the way, but he didn't say anything all the way. In order to avoid encountering the families of the ministers who left the palace, she deliberately chose a way to avoid the front hall, and throughout the whole process, she was thinking all the time about how to get the blue pearl from Yeling's hands.

When he walked to the door of the Jianyue Pavilion, he saw Ling Qi coming up from not far away.

"Master." Ling Qi called out, and when he saw the luxurious Ye Ling, a trace of shock flashed in his eyes, and then he quickly reined in, and continued to say to Mo Lan, "Just now, Nan Xiao's young son came back in a panic, walked back and forth in the courtyard and muttered to himself for a while, and then left through the back door of the palace. I felt that something was not normal, so I asked Ling Jiu to lead someone to follow. ”

Ling Qi frowned slightly after speaking, feeling very strange in his heart.

Didn't the housekeeper say that someone came to look for Nan Xiaogongzi, so the master went to the door with him to look? But why didn't you see him running back after a while? It is unbelievable that the famous son of a hundred poisons would panic like that, and his frightened expression was as if he had seen a ghost.

Thinking like this, Ling Qi couldn't help but glance up at Ye Ling again, that powerful aura made him feel that he couldn't be forced.

Could it be that the purple-clothed boy next to the master is the one who came to find Nan Xiao's son? If so, it's no wonder that the butler would say that this man is not an ordinary person.

But the question is, why did Nan Xiao Gongzi panic like that after seeing him? Could it be that between the two of them, what is the festival?

Ling Qi's heart turned a thousand times, but he was still puzzled.

But Mo Lan patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction, and smiled brightly: "Ling Qi, well done, you have made a great contribution this time!" ”

Nan Xiao can't run away, you have to count on this kid for the sea and blue pearls! Fortunately, Ling Qi was smart enough to let Ling Jiu follow. With Ling Jiu, who is extremely light, she is much more relieved!

Ling Qi looked at her suspiciously, confused.

Mo Lan didn't see through, only hooked her lips and smiled, turned around and teased Ye Ling: "Prince, I'm afraid that the person you are looking for misses the outside scenery too much, and he has already left the palace at this moment." However, this princess's people have already followed, and if you are in a hurry to find him, then this princess ......"

She paused slightly, and the meaning of her words was self-evident.

Ling Qi was on his side, but his heart shook violently. Prince? Could it be that this purple-clothed boy is actually ......

Ye Ling saw that Mo Lan was looking at him with a smile, her expression did not move, and she only said indifferently: "No need, just let him enjoy the scenery outside for a while." ”

He had been looking for him for so long, so naturally he was not in a hurry for this time.

Mo Lan raised her eyebrows, her eyes touched Qing Xun behind Ye Ling, but she frowned slightly.

"Prince, your subordinates ......"

Yeling had never opened her mouth, and Qingxun naturally didn't dare to deal with the wound without authorization. He followed him all the way from the door, and the blood flowed like this, until now the wound on his arm had already coagulated, and his face, which had lost a lot of blood, was pale.

Yeling didn't look at Qing Xun either, but stared at Mo Lan with deep eyes and said, "There is Princess Lao." ”

Mo Lan smiled lightly, and then beckoned Ling Qi and said, "Ling Qi, take him down to heal." ”

"Yes." Ling Qi responded, and then raised his hand at Qing Xun, "Please." ”

"Thank you, master." Qing Xun said in a deep voice to Ye Ling, paused when he passed by Mo Lan's side, and pursed his lips slightly before he spoke, "Princess Xie Min." ”

Mo Lan raised his eyebrows, counting as a response.

"Princess Min, if you have nothing to do, why don't you play a game of chess with the palace?"

Seeing the two of them walking away, Yeling next to him suddenly spoke.

Mo Lan was a little surprised, as if she didn't expect Yeling to take the initiative to talk to her. But the problem is, chess......

She won't!

Distress!