The outer world and the Minwang Mansion are obviously two completely different worlds.

Walking on the street, although the cold wind is blowing, Mo Lan really feels the vitality and enthusiasm of people. They will use all exaggerated expressions to express their joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and they will also use simple and unpretentious words to express their thoughts and thoughts, each with a temperature that can be touched, making people feel that this is the truth.

And King Min's Mansion is like an ice city, and the people there are sealed hearts.

Mo Lan didn't know the road in Jingzhou, so he could only walk aimlessly. Ancient streets, ancient alleys, ancient people, ancient style, this capital city with its unique color swallowed her like a tide, which made her feel a depressed dullness for no reason - in this place, nothing belongs to her, no smell is familiar to her, why is she here? She began to get agitated inexplicably.

Zheng'er on the side could see from her tightly knit brows and annoyed exhalation that the princess seemed to be in a bad mood at the moment. She whispered worriedly, "Princess, are you in a bad mood?" ”

"Nope." Mo Lan shook her head in annoyance and decided to return to the palace, perhaps the ice city would be able to contain her heart and calm her down.

"Zheng'er, let's go back." She greeted Zheng'er and was about to walk back, but when she turned her head and saw a jade shop called "Ji Po Xuan" next to her, she stopped, as if something inside was attracting her, beckoning her to go in and take a look. After much hesitation, she finally crossed the threshold with her feet.

This jade shop is not large, but the goods are very large, which makes people look a little dazzled. It's just a little cold, and there are no other customers at the moment except for her and Zheng'er. Mo Lan walked around the store casually, and just as she was about to leave, a bright red suddenly caught her sight in the corner. Puzzled, she walked over and saw a slightly dull jade among the many beautiful jades on the wooden shelf. She picked up the pale green jade, and a warmth spread from her fingertips.

Mo Lan looked curiously at the warm jade in his hand, this should be the man's peiyu, but the shape is a little strange. In the whole area of blue, there are a few places that are slightly lighter, like tears left behind after the face of a beautiful woman who has been covered with makeup. And the most surprising thing is that the whole body of the jade is covered with a little cinnabar grain, faintly shining in the light blue, which looks a little weird. She lifted the jade up a few points, and looked at it carefully in the light, but this time, she saw a sight that made her unbelievable.

The dark red star, which was as thin as a needle, seemed to come to life in an instant, and began to jump. It rushed and flowed, gradually merging into a slender red undercurrent, which kept tumbling up and down. She had an illusion in a trance, as if the red thread was a rushing blood flowing in the human body, and at the moment she was stretching her body arbitrarily and dancing enthusiastically.

Yes, it's dancing! Crazy, passionate.

"This girl really has a vision, this piece of warm jade is the treasure of our store." The shopkeeper came to her at some point, and was slightly surprised when he saw the jade in Mo Lan's hand, but he immediately put on a smiling face and introduced her attentively.

Mo Lan was summoned back to her senses by this sound, and she looked blankly and eagerly at the jade in her hand with a full of amazement—without that flowing bloodline. The tiny red dots were as they had been at the beginning, silently lurking in the cyan, without any change. What's going on? Mo Lan was a little stunned. Could it be that everything she saw just now was her delusion?

"What's its name?" She asked the shopkeeper lightly. Since it's the treasure of the town, there should always be a special name, right? Although she was very skeptical that the so-called "treasure of the town store" would be placed in such a remote corner.

The shopkeeper was stunned by her question, and then gently spit out two words: "Blood Dance." ”

Blood Dance? Mo Lan was amazed by its name. Because of the name, doesn't it just match the illusionary scene she saw before? If she could have convinced herself that it was an illusion just now, but after hearing the name, she began to be unsure.