Chapter 243: Mo Lin is injured

Until Mu Xinghan's figure disappeared, Mo Yan looked at the woman on the bed with a complicated face, and her face was overwhelming, but she always liked to frown. If one day, she can really smile at him from the bottom of her heart, thinking about it, Mo Yan has no regrets in this life.

How deep the obsession is, maybe even he doesn't understand it clearly. There are some things that come inexplicably, but they are rooted in the bottom of my heart and never want to leave.

Suddenly, Lan Ling'er moved her body uneasily, her eyelashes trembling slightly, driving the shadows under her eyes, like a black butterfly fluttering. His eyes were blurred, but only for a moment, and he regained consciousness and sat up.

"What are you doing in such a hurry?"

Mo Yan's cool voice came, and Lan Ling'er turned her head sideways, just in time to bump into his cool eyes. Frowning slightly, Lan Ling'er said coldly: "You gave me a fancy incense?" ”

A hint of strangeness flashed in his eyes, but he nodded as a matter of course on his face, and Mo Yan said lightly: "You haven't slept peacefully for a long time, and you ran around like that last night, and when you come back today, I don't see you resting, so..."

Without waiting for Mo Yan to finish speaking, he heard Lan Ling'er's puzzled voice coming, "No... I smelled this fragrance on the wall last time, when you weren't in Amaterasu. ”

Suddenly smiling, Mo Yan didn't care and said, "It's good that Mo Lin is here!" ”

Slightly stunned for a moment, Lan Ling'er only glanced at Mo Yan deeply, and said lightly: "There is no need for this in the future." "Not to blame, maybe nothing to blame, but for his own good.

Nodding, Mo Yan didn't agree with the incense, not to mention, he didn't have such a incense.

Lan Ling'er slept before and after, and it didn't take half a cup of tea to work, perhaps because of her subconscious alertness, which made her wake up quickly.

Yi Shuang, who had originally boiled hot water, glanced at Lan Ling'er when she saw Mo Yan who suddenly appeared, but saw that the other party just waved her hand, so she went down as she said. Lan Ling'er stood up, sat lazily on the wooden chair, and said, "Mo Kite has found it?" ”

Shaking his head, Mo Yan said without concealment: "It should be in the hands of Dongfang Jiaoyang." ”

A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, Lan Ling'er never thought that Dongfang Jiaoyang would really challenge Mo Yan's bottom line, "How are you prepared?" ”

A smile spread across his face, and Mo Yan said lightly: "What does Ling'er think?" ”

Slightly stunned, Lan Ling'er glanced at Mo Yan suspiciously, and said, "Don't forget that I represent Nanchuan." It's just that if you stand from an outsider's point of view, I always feel that Dongfang Jiaoyang's palace change this time is not so simple, Dongfang Qi carried the black pot for her, everything has nothing to do with Mo Kite, she controlled Mo Kite, and she couldn't control the Northern Desert... It's really incredible. ”

In this way, once Mo Kite makes any mistakes, the blame for it is given to the Eastern Sun, including the anger of the people of the Northern Desert.

With a hint of appreciation in his eyes, Mo Yan smiled and added a cup of tea to Lan Ling'er, and said, "Do you really think that Dongfang Jiaoyang is willing to let his only brother become her scapegoat?" ”

Yes, Lan Ling'er doesn't believe it either, it's just that all this is too real, and the reason why Dongfang Qi is not punished now is because the emperor's funeral is blocked in front. And the new succession to the throne is also one of them.

The court has long been in turmoil, and everyone is speculating about who will become the real emperor, and Luo Yan's voice is the highest, after all, when the first emperor was alive, he was the most favored. It's just that the government is actually in the hands of Dongfang Jiaoyang, and many of these ministers are her henchmen. At this time, let Luo Yan inherit the throne, is there any conspiracy in it?

It's just that before his death, the emperor did not summon any ministers, and if he died of illness, it would be more appropriate to say that he was angry to death. It is precisely because of this that everyone put all the blame on Dongfang Qi. And Dongfang Jiaoyang bravely protected his father and was sought after by everyone.

I don't want to dwell on this matter for too long, no matter what, there will always be an answer tomorrow, a day after the emperor's funeral, a new emperor will succeed to the throne, and the enthronement ceremony will be after the burial of the first emperor. Looking left and right, Lan Ling'er asked, "What about Mo Lin?" ”

"I'm going to find the sun in the east."

Stunned for a moment, a trace of strangeness flashed in Lan Ling'er's eyes, but she didn't speak.

Presumably, the reason why Mo Lin was trapped this time was probably when he went to find the Oriental Sun.

"Bang!"

Lan Ling'er and Mo Yan glanced at each other, and quickly opened the door, only to see a person lying in the courtyard, with no blood on his body, but his face was pale. Lan Ling'er had a thick consternation on her face, and Mo Yan had a cold face.

"Mo Lin..."

Quickly stepped forward, Mo Yan lightly grasped Mo Lin's wrist, his face was slightly gloomy, and said, "Borrow your room!" ”

Putting Mo Lin on the bed, a dark purple light appeared at the junction of her hands, this was the first time Lan Ling'er saw Mo Yan reveal the martial arts of the Northern Desert in front of her. It is really different from the Central Plains, the Wind Wings are pure white light, the Ice and Snow Edge are all blue light, and the fire light is yellow, but there is no such purple.

However, after half a cup of tea, Mo Yan's forehead was soaked with sweat, but he didn't see that he had the consciousness to stop. Lan Ling'er stood quietly aside, and now she couldn't help.

After a stick of incense, Mo Yan finally withdrew his hand, his face was slightly pale, and there was a hint of solemnity, he never thought that Amaterasu actually had such a powerful character. Even he himself couldn't hurt Mo Lin to such a point with one blow.

The person on the bed showed a look of pain on his face, Lan Ling'er took a towel and gently wiped the sweat stains on Mo Lin's forehead, obviously just an insecure child, after falling in love with someone, he really became a child. Nothing is left to care.

After coming back to Amaterasu, he went to find Dongfang Jiaoyang, but he hit a wall again and again, and finally, Dongfang Jiaoyang directly trapped him. Only then did he come out, and he sent it to the door by himself. I don't know if he will be able to give up this time.

Opening his eyes, Mo Lin glanced at the two people beside the bed, smiled weakly, and said, "It's not her!" ”

A trace of doubt flashed in Lan Ling'er's eyes, and Mo Yan is mouth hooked up with a cruel smile, and her low voice was filled with endless coldness, "Even if it's not her, it's because of her." ”

With a trace of panic on his face, Mo Lin stretched out his hand, pulled the corner of Mo Yan's clothes, and said obscurely: "Brother Wang, don't hurt her." I will definitely handle political affairs obediently in the future, and I will sort out all the notes before going out. ”

Mo Yan turned his head away and said nothing. How could he not understand Mo Lin's thoughts at this time, but he and Mo Yu were his only relatives in this world, and he didn't want both of them to fall in love with the people of the Dongfang family, one knew whether to use it or did not hesitate, and the other knew that it was a trap or went to the soup.

Feeling a trace of unbearability in Mo Yan's eyes, Lan Ling'er patted him on the shoulder with a smile, glanced at Mo Lin, and said, "Who hurt you?" ”

saw a trace of pain flash in Mo Lin's eyes, turned his head to the side, and refused to speak.

Lan Ling'er was puzzled, but she didn't ask much, all love in the world is evil.

handed Mo Lin over to Lan Ling'er, Mo Yan left, in Mo Lin's endless sad gaze, he finally promised not to go to Dongfang Jiaoyang, Lan Ling'er looked at the two brothers, and couldn't help but feel a little warm in his heart. Each of them is helpless to take the other.

There were only two people left in the room, Lan Ling'er and Mo Lin, one reading under the lamp, and the other looking at the top of the bed with his eyes open.

Finally, with a heavy sigh, Mo Lin looked at Lan Ling'er sadly and said, "Sister Lan, what's so good about this book, look at me, see if my beard has grown again?" ”

Lan Ling'er frowned slightly, but she still put the book down, glanced at Mo Lin, and said thoughtfully: "Pale face, sloppy beard, hmm..." Plus the clothes are disheveled, and the face is sad..."

"Stop, stop..." When Lan Ling'er continued to speak, Mo Lin couldn't stand interrupting her anymore.

"Can't you just say something good?"

saw Lan Ling'er shrug innocently and said, "No way, I'm just seeking truth from facts." ”

"You..." Mo Lin choked, "Okay, I also know I'm ugly now, no wonder she doesn't want me." ”

Mentioning the scorching sun in the East again, seeing the gloom flashing in his eyes, Lan Ling'er's heart moved slightly, and said, "Why is the martial arts of the Northern Desert different from the Central Plains?" ”

Fox glanced at Lan Ling'er suspiciously, Mo Lin's eyes narrowed slightly, and he instantly came back to his senses from Fang Cai's gloom, "Sister Lan shouldn't want to steal my Northern Desert's martial arts." ”

Rolling her eyes speechlessly, Lan Ling'er said angrily: "If I don't want to die in the meridian retrograde." ”

Sticking out his tongue, Mo Lin smiled and said, "Actually, I don't know, it should be that the ancestors are different." Just like the mandala pursued in the Northern Desert, it is called an evil flower in the Central Plains, and everyone hates it, but fortunately it does not grow in the Central Plains, otherwise, it is a beautiful flower that has been wronged. ”

"Mandala?" Lan Ling'er murmured softly, she had never seen this flower, she only knew that it was highly poisonous, and if it was used properly, it would also be a good medicine that was difficult to find in the world, otherwise, the Northern Desert royal family would not be so precious, especially the black mandala.

Speaking of his hometown, Mo Lin's eyes flashed with a little light, and he continued: "Yes, the mandala is actually very beautiful, and the world doesn't know how to appreciate it." Brother Wang loves mandala flowers the most, and in his palace, there is a large sea of flowers. It's just that ordinary people don't dare to go in, and they will be poisoned at least and killed at worst. ”

"When I was a child, Sister Wang and I always went over there when we had nothing to do, and we were poisoned, and Brother Wang had no choice but to treat us. Later, he simply gave us the antidote to restrain the mandala flower. ”

Glancing at Mo Lin, Lan Ling'er smiled and said, "You did it on purpose." ”

"Haha! Ahem..." Mo Lin laughed when he heard this, but he was affected by the injuries in his body, and he couldn't help coughing, and finally calmed down, and said: "Naturally, otherwise, with Brother Wang's temperament, we don't want to enter in this life." ”

Suddenly thinking of something, Lan Ling'er asked, "Has Mo Yan ever had any serious illness?" ”

A trace of strangeness crossed his eyes, and the smile on Mo Lin's face was put away, and he said, "It's not a serious illness, it's just a natural one." ”