"But if you mobilize them to monitor the carriage, there won't be many dark guards over there all his life."

Mo Yilei disdained and said: "nothing. After several days of observation, Wei Pingsheng is a counselor who has just made plans. He doesn't have half a point of force at all. His performance these days is also very normal. It's nothing to remove those dark guards now. After all..."

"Compared with Wei Pingsheng, my third brother is more difficult to deal with. I can catch him this time. Gu will never miss it." he sneered.

The eyeliner felt that Mo Ye Lei's reasoning was very reasonable, and he did not say much more.

"Gu goes to Jin now -" Mo Yelei just waved his sleeve and took a few steps forward, but suddenly stopped.

If he goes to King Jin's house at this time, there is a street

But if he doesn't go to King Jin's house, who can go? Mo Liyan must not see anyone now. It's appropriate to send someone who can't be rejected by King Jin's house.

In the lightning flint room, Mo Yelei's eyes lit up. The people under his opponent ordered: "go and tell the eleventh emperor's younger brother. Now go to King Jin's house to find Mo Liyan to play. There will be a lot of surprises and interesting things."

Eleven princes.

Ink so let.

She was a child born of a palace maid. She died on the day she gave birth to the eleventh prince. Only the eleventh prince was left alone in the deep palace, but she was a fool. Her mind always stayed with a five or six-year-old child. She was bullied countless times from small to large.

Can cajole Mo, so let him go to find Mo Liyan. He is the prince again. Prince Jin's house can't be shut out.

He went to block Mo Liyan in the street, so Mo asked him to go to King Jin's house to find Mo Liyan.

work along both lines,

How can we sit down and take care of the matter that Mo Liyan went out of the house privately during the closed period.

If you put it in an ordinary family, it may not be a big deal, but this is the royal family, and the emperor's words are the imperial edict. If you make a big noise, Mo Liyan is resisting the imperial edict.

Then he will add fuel to the fire

Mo Yelei thought, a faint smile appeared on his face, ordered a few more words, arranged everything properly, and walked out with big steps.

·

On the street,

The seemingly ordinary low-key carriage is driving on the road,

Ranbai is playing with a tea cup. Her interest is waning. Her 3000 ink hair is pinned with only a jasper hairpin. Her skin is white and clear.

When the carriage passed a small shop selling wonton, several men in coarse linen sat at the same table, stared at the carriage and lowered their voice.

"What did the prince say?"

"The prince asked us to wait first."

"Is this really king Jin?"

"Who's right? Eight or nine is ten."

The voices of several people were so low that ordinary people could not hear them at all except them.

However, ranbai, who was leaning against the carriage, listened to all these words. She gave a light sigh, pulled a sarcastic arc from the corners of her lips, and then passed in a flash. She looked at the celadon teacup without expression.

meanwhile,

King Jin's residence,

A carriage stopped in front of the door.

A figure jumped out from the inside. He looked less than 20 years old. He was a young man with red lips and white teeth and a pair of apricot eyes.

The bodyguard guarding the door saluted respectfully when he saw the figure: "the eleventh prince."

This is the eleventh Prince of Da Chu.

Ink so let.

It's a pity that a young child's mind can't become a big thing in the end.

Now,

The young man ran over excitedly. The next life behind him was afraid of ink, so he let any accident happen and hurried to catch up.

"I'm looking for the third brother!" his voice is very clear, with a little childish. His eyes are bright like seeing candy. Blingbling twinkles. "I also brought delicious food and fun. Where's the third brother?"

The bodyguard was embarrassed at the bottom of his heart and didn't show it on his face: "I'm afraid the eleventh prince will come in vain. King Jin was ordered by the emperor to ban his feet. He also said that he wouldn't see any guests in these five days..."

"It's not that you can't see guests!" Mo Gu let his eyes stare at the door and frown, like a child who can't fulfill his wish. He murmured discontentedly, then made a cold voice, and explained the three words of playing temper incisively and vividly: "I don't care! In a word, I just want to see the third brother. If the third brother knows it's me, he won't disappear!"

The servant behind him looked bitter and whispered, "Oh, young master, you can be free at ordinary times. You really can't do it these days."

Ink so let the face, all when did not hear.

The two guards looked at each other.

It's not a matter for the eleventh prince to be outside all the time.

But king Jin doesn't seem to be in the mansion at all!

How do you see guests? This is still during foot ban

Finally, one of the bodyguards hardened his head and said, "the eleventh prince, wait a moment. I'll go in and report."

In the streets,

Mo Yilei sits in a teahouse box. He is the best observation point. He can easily see the low-key carriage coming slowly in the distance and driving in his direction.

Sure enough, I'm looking for Wei Pingsheng

But he can't let Wei Pingsheng and Mo Liyan have any contact opportunities. After all, he's not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.

Today, Mo Li Yan is impossible to find Wei Ping Sheng, as for Wei Ping, although he has withdrawn most of the eyeliner, but there are still a few people left, so under the double eyes, Wei Ping Sheng in any case is in his monitoring.

Thinking of this,

Mo Yilei looked slightly cold.

He narrowed his eyes and thought about how to expose such a picture directly. He must not go rashly.

last,

He asked a dark guard who was good at archery to come over and whispered a few words to him.

Dark Wei nodded to show understanding.

An arrow,

Along the window with only a small crack, he silently aimed at the approaching carriage.

The arrow gleamed dangerously in the sun.

Looking straight ahead along this street, the crowd is bustling, the sound of Hawking is endless, and there is a prosperous scene. There is a crossroads ahead, and then extending away, it is the people who are valued by Mo Yilei.

Wei Pingsheng.

Some of the eyeliner around is staring at this place, but because these days nothing happens or accidents happen, they relax.

And now,

Who should have been in the room,

But it doesn't exist.

A clean and tidy room,

Empty,

No one.

Back on the streets of prosperity,

the arrow is fitted to the string,

Ready to go.

Ranbai sits in the carriage in a straight and rigorous posture.

The curtain blocked the light coming in from the outside, and made the people outside unable to see the scene in the carriage.

She closed her eyes,

Breathing is light, smooth and light.

But in a moment,

Suddenly opened his eyes!

That pair of dark star eyes, the light is cold.

"Whew --",

What cuts through the sound of the air.

The arrow fired from the second floor of the teahouse shot directly at the driving carriage that seemed to be unaware!