The two people facing each other seem to "enjoy" this way of fighting, and take turns to show their contempt for the other side.

Since a person with Si Yunyin's personality can do such a funny thing, Mo Lan is naturally happy to accompany him.

She is like discovering a new world, while discovering and seducingly stimulating Si Yunyin's inner hidden character, it is much more interesting than facing that cold face all day long, and the process of accompanying the battle is also quite pleasant.

Overall, she felt a sense of accomplishment.

Si Yunyin looked at Mo Lan's lips, which had become extremely red and full due to the fierce wiping, and his cold ice pupils suddenly shook slightly.

What is he doing here?

The moonlight sleeves slipped from his fingers, and when he lowered his eyes, his face was as indifferent as ever.

Mo Lan raised an eyebrow, huh? Stopped playing so soon? It's boring......

"Alas......" as if to lament inexhaustibly, she reached out and stroked her long, silky hair, the lazy allure of the bone-eating was particularly sultry in the white winter night.

And the man in front of him was only quietly immersed in the cold night, and it seemed that he had no intention of wanting her.

"That's all I have to say." Mo Lan glanced at him and left the pavilion pillar he relied on, "What the prince thinks is the prince's business, and as for what I want to do, that's also my business." And what I'm going to do in Mo Lan has never been stopped by anyone. ”

Listening to the footsteps leaving beside him, Si Yunyin was at a loss for a moment.

Eighteen years of illness, even he himself has given up, why should she be persistent?

I seemed to think of her arrogant words again - Lord Wang, don't worry, I will definitely cure you......

Certain...... Is it?

The corners of his cold lips seemed to carry a little ridicule, should he take this sentence as a joke, a kind word?

"Ah, by the way, Lord Wang......" The woman who was halfway through suddenly turned around as if she remembered something, and Ren Wanfeng teased the three thousand green silks and danced wildly.

"I don't think I'm joking, do you?" She looked over with a little evil smile, and her jade-like eyes seemed to see through him, "I thought that after getting along for so long, the prince should know me a little bit, and it is not my style to be immeasurable." Maybe when I heal the prince, you will be able to fully understand how I say the same. ”

"Really?" Si Yunyin asked lightly without any ups and downs.

Mo Lan tilted his head and glanced at him helplessly: "How about you make a bet, bet on whether I have the ability to cure you." ”

"There's no need." Si Yunyin replied coldly, not showing any interest.

"Forget it." Mo Lan shrugged, "You should think about how to repay me in the near future." "When you come, it's like entering a no-man's land, and when you leave, you're so arrogant.

Si Yunyin frowned slightly, which side of this woman is her nature?

"Lord Wang......" When the distant figure disappeared completely, Takizawa stepped forward hesitantly, "Maybe the princess is really ......"

"Takizawa." A cold voice interrupted him faintly, calm.

"Haven't you understood it all these years? Hope, sometimes the most prickly thorn. ”