Yan Yiyun led everyone into the hall, leaving them in the hall and leaving a sentence: "Be obedient." ”

invited Ran Xiyan to another room, I don't know what they were talking about.

Yan Yiyun remembered the three words that Ran Xiyan said just now outside the door, smiled, poured himself a cup of tea for himself, and asked, "I don't know what is the matter with you coming to this seat?"

"This king only wants to ask about pure blood. Ran Xiyan sat down unmindlessly, and was not in the mood to drink tea, so he didn't drink it.

Yan Yiyun smiled: "The prince knows the storage of pure blood, but he doesn't know about pure blood?"

"I know half a point. Ran Xiyan shrugged his shoulders without denying it, this thing is not his specialty, and there is nothing to be embarrassed about if he doesn't understand.

"Oh," Yan Yiyun put the topic aside and asked another question, "Is the prince's eyes born like this?"

The expression on Ran Xiyan's face paused, but it was the first time someone asked this question, and he nodded.

Ran Xiyan suddenly thought of He Yan's little white cat, with the same eyes as him, and even with the same expression as him, he was suddenly a little stunned.

But it was only for a second, and Ran Xiyan reacted back and asked Yan Yiyun: "Does this have anything to do with pure blood?"

"Nope. Yan Yiyun shrugged his shoulders as he looked before, and Ran Xiyan stared at Yan Yiyun, as if he wanted to get a glimpse of something from Yan Yiyun's expression, "Then why do you ask this?"

"It's the first time I see someone with eyes that are different from ours, just ask. Yan Yiyun replied easily, without leakage.

Ran Xiyan also knew that it was impossible to get a glimpse of anything from him, and when he heard Yan Yiyun's answer, he smiled again: "The first time? His concubine's eyes are also different from ordinary people, golden yellow, elegant and noble, although his concubine is that kind of bewitching and uninhibited character, but when she is serious, her eyes can also reflect a cold light.

Yan Yiyun didn't know what Ran Xiyan meant, so he just got up and rummaged through the bookcase on the side, found a book, turned a few pages at random, and threw it to Ran Xiyan: "All the information recorded in it is pure blood." ”

Ran Xiyan was not in a hurry to read it, but put the book aside, and just asked: "If the blood of a pure-blooded person drips into the water, and the peony flower blooms, what is the use?"

"Oh?" Yan Yiyun thought about it in his mind and replied casually: "Peony?...... O Inquisitor. ”

"Inquisitor?"

"Well, it's the truth of what people say. ”

Ran Xiyan was silent, was it so powerful?

Yan Yiyun seemed to see through what Ran Xiyan was thinking, and said with a smile: "Do you think that pure-blooded people are invincible?"

His smile froze, and there was a hint of sadness in his tone: "If a pure-blooded person dies because of blood consumption, it is more painful than any kind of death in the world, and he has to endure the pain of a thousand cuts, and he will be in a state of half hot and half cold, and when it is hot, all the internal organs are as if they are being burned, and when it is cold, it is as if the whole world has become an iceberg, although the feeling of death is very painful, the state of death is very beautiful." ”

He regained a playful smile, got up and approached Ran Xiyan, and picked up the book that Ran Xiyan had placed aside, "Do you want to read it?"

Ran Xiyan hooked his lips coldly: "No need." ”

Yan Yiyun shrugged his shoulders indifferently and sighed: "So, there are no absolutes in the world, pure blood people are not necessarily powerful, and ......" Yan Yiyun looked at Ran Xiyan, Ran Xiyan raised his eyebrows clearly, he shut up and stopped talking.

"You're here for this?" Yan Yiyun even yawned boredly.

"No, I'll ask you for help in the future. Ran Xiyan smiled, glanced at the book in Yan Yiyun's hand, and had no intention of borrowing it, so he got up and wanted to leave.

Yan Yiyun's lazy voice came from behind Ran Xiyan: "It depends on the mood of this seat." ”

Ran Xiyan paused and didn't look back, "With me and what I have in my hand, you will agree." Then he walked out of the room.

Yan Yiyun's eyes rolled, Ran Xiyan is really a difficult person to deal with, with his pupils, with the things in his hands......