Xian Wangfu.
The blizzard was still non-stop, but it was not as severe as before. After getting smaller, Jing Xian left the house and stood under the eaves, looking at the ice strips hanging from the tiles, one by one, long or short. , like a sharp silver needle.
He seems to have seen God!
The eyes gradually fade away!
I don't know how long it took when someone came to report, "Your Highness, Young Master Mo has sent a letter."
Forehead
His expression changed, he frowned slightly, turned around to take the letter over, and opened it to take a look.
Take him to the racecourse!
at this time
Although the snow is not big, it is not small!
He pondered for a moment in his heart, and finally went.
in the horse farm.
When he just entered, he saw Mo Ruo riding on a horse, riding around in a circle in Nuoda's horse farm. At this moment, the snow was much lighter. Mo Ruo didn't know how long it had been, but there were snowflakes on his hair, clothes and face. Despite this, he still couldn't stop his heroic appearance.
When Moruo looked at him, he raised the whip in his hand and waved it lightly on the horse's back.
The horse walked in his direction.
Mo Ruo smiled, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."
uh-huh
"In this snowy day, why did you invite me here?"
"Riding on a snowy day is unique."
Jing Xian was puzzled. At this time, Jing Rong was being held in prison. How could Mo Ruo still want to ride a horse here
But he didn't ask.
Moruo asked him, "Would you like to try it?"
"Okay!" he readily responded.
So, immediately someone prepared a good horse for him.
It is not the first time for him to ride a horse. When he was still in the Eight Princes' Mansion, his father also took him to ride a horse several times, but when he was young, he forgot his skills, and he naturally became a novice when he got on the horse. , subconsciously clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and wrapped the reins twice around his wrist.
This is reassuring!
Mo Ruo's actions were all caught in his eyes.
"Afraid?" Moruo asked him.
"There are some." He smiled. Moruo said: "In fact, horses are born to be very docile animals, there is no distinction between good and bad, and there is no distinction between split and docile, but it all depends on whether they can meet a good horse trainer. , then it will become a fierce horse galloping on the battlefield, and it is easy to kill the enemy on the field
Down! But if you encounter a bad horse trainer, no matter how good the horse is, it will become a proud horse that is arrogant and difficult to tame. "
The voice was warm, but it was clearly like carrying countless sharp swords, stabbing people into blood.
Jing Xian vaguely heard the meaning, but on the surface he was calm.
He even pretended that he didn't understand, with a smile on his face.
Your smile is still harmless to humans and animals!
Mo Ruo suddenly got off the horse, took Jing Xian's horse rope, and slowly walked up with the horse.
One on horseback!
A lead horse!
The biting cold wind blew on the faces of the two of them, and even more wantonly got into people's clothes, constantly "gnawing/biting"! While leading the horse, Moruo said, "Back then, when my mother gave birth to me, she had a difficult childbirth and her life was in danger, but my father was not at home at the time, your mother and my father were in the same family, and your mother's medical skills were also No less than my father, and she is also a generation of genius doctors. If it wasn't for her, my mother would have died at the time, and there would be no me, but I finally left with the cold and the body, but since I was sensible, my father kept telling me Me, your mother-in-law is the benefactor of my Mo family. Even if you risk your life, you will also protect you. After your mother-in-law died, you unfortunately fell ill. My father tried his best to save you.
, Before he died, he told me thousands of times that if one day he died, he wanted me to heal you for him. Over the years, the emperor finally paid off, and your illness was finally cured. "
Jing Xian could not see his expression.
Just ask, "Why did you say this all of a sudden?"
"Just remembered."
"My mother-in-law is kind to your Mo family, but your Mo family is kind to me. Probably, this is fate."
Mo Ruo suddenly stopped.
Stand still.
"What's wrong?" Jing Xian asked.
Moruo turned around, looked at him very seriously, and said, "Jing Xian, I have been treating you as a brother all these years, and I have tried everything to treat you. If you say you want to leave the palace, I should also ask you to ask Miss Ji. It was Jingrong who asked to see the emperor before allowing you to leave the palace and enter the court."
"I should thank him."
"From the very beginning, he had no intention of taking the throne, and even planned to hand it over to you. You should also know that Jing Rong's mind is not on the political affairs. Sooner or later, he will leave the capital with Miss Ji one day, and you are destined to be the future prince."
"Morro, you..."
"I tell you this because I hope you can understand that Jingrong is not your enemy!"
Uh!
Jing Xian almost fell off the horse.
Fortunately, he held the reins tightly in his hands.
But his face was pale!
He pursed his lips, "What do you mean by that?"
Very lightly asked!
Mo Ruo's face was cold, raised his eyes, and looked at him with an innocent face: "Jing Rong is in prison now, with such a big crime on his body, after the annual festival, the emperor will definitely deal with it, and the biggest beneficiary, Isn't that you?"
Uh!
"You doubt me?" Jing Xian angered.
"I made a bet with myself, I bet I believed you, because I thought I understood you, but I was wrong. It turns out that trusting such a thing doesn't exist between you and me." Mo Ruo smiled bitterly and put her hands in her hands. The horse rope is loosened.
The horse seemed to break free, its front hooves raised high.
"Hi~"
As a result, Jing Xian fell off the horse and was very embarrassed.
His face was greasy and he was lying on the ground.
When the attendants on the side saw it, they immediately rushed over to help him.
but-
"Go away!" he snapped.
The entourage was horrified and walked away immediately.
He struggled to get up from the ground, his original gentle and innocent eyes completely disappeared, and finally showed his cold and greedy appearance, and smiled coldly at Mo Ruo in front of him.
Oh shit!
Mo Ruo grabbed his collar and said angrily, "Jing Xian, do you know what you are doing? Why did you become like this? Why?"
roar!
Jing Xian hooked his cold and weird lips, pushed him away, raised his chin slightly, "Moruo, if you want to blame, blame God, who let me be born in the emperor's family, from the day I was born, it was doomed to me. Destiny, fight! It will never stop! Either you die or I die, I have no choice."
This is the real Jingxian!
The real him, who was hidden under the morbid state, finally tore off that false mask!
The disappointment in Moruo's heart almost spread all over his body, that feeling tore apart his trust in Jing Xian over the years, and there was nothing left!
Speechless!
Still speechless!
Jing Xian narrowed his eyes and said sinisterly, "Mo Ruo, don't blame me, I am also helpless, if I don't get rid of Jing Rong, even if I ascend the throne in the future, I won't be able to sit back and relax, but now... if you choose to stand on my side, We can still be the same as before.”
Nonsence!
Mo Ruo sneered, attached to his ear, and said, "It's always a certain number of birds to return to the forest."
Uh!
Jing Xian's eyes deepened.
And leaving that sentence, Mo Ruo has left with her back...
Looking at that figure, Jing Xian's heart became even colder.
"cough cough..."
He coughed suddenly.
Coughing up blood. The blood sprayed on the white snow, very dazzling...