"If you don't obey, I'll kill you!"

Mo Lan's face sank quickly, his eyes swished and the cold wind blew, and the whole person was gloomy, which could almost startle a layer of cold hair, "What use should I come to disobedient people!" ”

Nan Xiao's lips trembled with anger, and after glaring at her for a long time, she was finally suppressed by the dark aura of Mo Lan, and reluctantly stepped forward and stretched out her wrist in Si Yunyin's sleeve.

"Damn, it's so icy!" As soon as it touched his skin, the temperature from his fingertips startled Nan Xiao.

Si Yunyin quickly withdrew his hand, shook off Nan Xiao's claws, and a cold frost gathered in his misty eyes.

"Who told you to touch this king!"

The tone was cold, and the temperature plummeted to freezing, but the eyes of the cold wind kept staring at Mo Lan.

Nan Dashao was taken aback, thinking that he was treated like this because he was not rewarded for his kindness, he was aggrieved in his heart, and immediately turned his angry eyes on the initiator.

Mo Lan then remembered that Si Yunyin must hate being touched by others, and immediately sighed and comforted: "Nan Xiao, he has a good intention, Lord Wang, obedient." ”

As soon as these words came out, the three men present were decisively embarrassed.

The corners of Si Yunyin's eyes twitched suddenly, and he was speechless. What did she mean by that tone? Are you coaxing him like a three-year-old?

"Book, ink, blue!"

With a cold eye squint, he squeezed out three words from his teeth, gritting his teeth.

Mo Lan Zhilu said, when the man in front of him spit out her full name word by word so "affectionately", the anger in his heart was absolutely crackling. Therefore, she gave up the idea of spoofing, and asked in a rare and serious way: "Lord Wang, you have searched for famous doctors, but no one can know what your condition is, haven't you ever suspected that you are not sick at all, but ...... Poisoned? ”

Poisoning?

The ice pupils froze, and Takizawa beside him was already surprised and said: "How is it possible, the prince's physique has been like this since he was a child, this is a fact that everyone knows." And the prince has been cautious for so many years, and it is impossible for anyone to have a chance to poison him. ”

"Then what if it is a chronic latent poison, or is it that the prince was poisoned as soon as he was born?" Mo Lan said his thoughts slowly, and added meaninglessly, "I heard that the prince's mother, Rufei Niangniang, went to the country due to dystocia, doesn't the prince have any other thoughts about this matter?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the air in the study suddenly froze for a few minutes.

"What do you mean?" Si Yunyin's voice sank, and a few traces of suppressed pain flashed in his light eyes.

He has endured it for many years, and although he has a plan for this matter, he can only visit secretly and cannot investigate it openly. It's just that the people who were present at the time either died in the palace, or disappeared after returning to their hometowns.

Obviously there were suspicious points everywhere, but he couldn't find a clue, this stinger pierced his heart, and he couldn't live in peace for many years.

Now, his deepest wound was so hotly uncovered by Mo Lan, how could that feeling be more than pain?

Dark and uncertain emotions flashed in the mist's flowing eyes, unwillingness, pain, forbearance, and hatred......

The staggered and complicated things made Mo Lan shudder, mixed with a little bit of distress.

Such a cold temperament, a beautiful face, a proud body, ethereal white clothes, like snow, like plums, and like the stunning ice lotus between the icebergs and snow mountains, with a cold that repels people, but people can't take their eyes off.

A man like Si Yunyin, if he didn't deliberately hide it, how could he be a thing in the pool?