If so,

It's really possible to collide with Wei Pingsheng.

Mo Liyan thought so and smiled, but there was no half smile at the bottom of his eyes. It was clearly cool, thin and cold.

He dropped the words on the rice paper at one go, and finally threw away his brush dissatisfied. His cold fingertips tapped twice on the red sandalwood table, making a sound of unknown meaning.

From the initial assassination of Wei Pingsheng to the imperial concubine banquet a few days ago, and now.

Everything was in his expectation and was proceeding in full accordance with his control.

Actually, he thought,

Naturally, he can also block the assassination at that time and the connection between Mo Yelei and Wei Pingsheng in other ways, but he wants Wei Pingsheng to be the most useful chess piece around Mo Yelei.

With Wei Pingsheng's ability, as long as Mo Yilei trusts him enough, he will certainly get important and access to secrets in the prince's house.

Therefore, he did not intend to have any contact with Wei Pingsheng in the open from the beginning.

He was sure that Wei would choose King Jin's house in his life.

The dance at the Palace Banquet was indeed a birthday gift for the imperial concubine, but it also played another role.

Offend Mo Qingcang, remember his old friend, vent his anger on him, and then close the door to punishment.

What a logical thing to do, everything is in line with his expected outcome.

"My subordinates dared to ask, why did the master take so much trouble to do this?" Qingfeng always wondered, why did he do so during the foot ban?

"It's more secure to meet Wei Pingsheng." Mo Liyan said lightly: "the real purpose of this trip is to minimize Mo Yelei's doubts about Wei Pingsheng and Ben Wang."

He was deliberately forbidden to go out of government office, and it was also his intention to remove the attention of Mo Ye Lei and put his Eyeliner on him instead of Wei Ping.

In this way, we can really meet and talk without knowing.

If you don't, you can also meet, but it's not stable. If you beat the grass and scare the snake, it's not worth the loss.

Mo Yelei has always wanted to aim at him, intentionally leaked the message to the eye liner of Mo Ye Lei, and then conveyed it to Ye Lei by the eyeliner.

The prince will be fooled.

Mo Yilei will not miss such an opportunity.

As early as turning the carriage into the alley in the middle, Mo Liyan had turned back to his house alone, and did not disturb anyone in the middle.

Go back to the house, deal with Mo so let, and then receive Wei Pingsheng who was picked up by the seventh day of the seventh day.

Finally, achieve your goal.

"Qingfeng, listen." Mo Liyan calmly tore the snow-white rice paper into pieces and destroyed the eye-catching words on it. At the same time, he said coldly, "there are three profits from this trip."

Qingfeng doesn't blink, doesn't talk, just listens.

"First, meet Wei Pingsheng quietly."

"The second is to deliberately support Kailing Bai on the way. There are Wang's people in the shop selling rose cakes. It's not a problem to make some trouble and delay time." he said: "it not only gives Wang time to leave, but also gives Ling Bai enough time to pass the news to Mo Yelei or others."

"Master, do you still doubt Ling Bai?" Qingfeng asked.

Mo Liyan lowered his voice, as if he heard something funny. His eyes were very light and his tone was indifferent: "I have never trusted her."

Then the conversation changed: "but she didn't fall for it. She barely passed the test."

Qingfeng said seriously: "it turned out that I was about to end my dialogue with Mo Yelei, but Ling Bai suddenly opened his mouth and left Mo Yelei teahouse to drink tea."

"If she doesn't want to take the opportunity to say something, it's to consciously delay time for the master, and..." Qingfeng hesitated. Although he felt incredible, he still said according to his own feeling: "it's possible to know what the master wants to do."

Ling Bai went back to the carriage before.

Seeing that the master suddenly disappeared, he was not surprised. He didn't ask a word.

It's really hard to have this mind.

Mo Liyan didn't care about this. It didn't matter. He nodded slightly and smiled: "don't underestimate her."

Qingfeng agrees.

Mo Liyan's wrist power, writing and writing, the brush edge is natural, and continues to slow down

"Third points: weaken the power of Mo Lei Lei and his scattered eye liner identity."

Three birds with one arrow,

Calculated three points respectively.

From the very beginning, Wei Pingsheng began to plan and anticipate today's situation.

The most important thing is that everything that happens is in control.

Master's mind... How deep and terrible is it?

Strategizing, winning thousands of miles away.

It can probably describe him well.

"The master is good at calculating." Qingfeng exclaimed.

"It's just ordinary." Mo Liyan said lazily. His long eyelashes drooped slightly and covered a pair of Danfeng eyes. The white light sunlight slipped in from the window lattice jumped to the tip of his eyelashes, and faintly stained with a layer of light gold. All his thoughts of happiness and anger were hidden in his eyes, which could not be seen or guessed.

After a while,

There was a quiet atmosphere during the study.

Only the sound of Mo Li Yan Yunli's pen was left.

last,

He put down his brush, looked at the names written on the paper, raised his hand, picked it up and threw it to Qingfeng.

Qingfeng took it,

All the names written on the rice paper are people's names, not just a few, but a lot.

Some are familiar to him, some are strange to him.

There are those from King Jin's house and those from outside.

"Master, this is..." a guess is taking shape at the bottom of Qingfeng's heart.

"Mo Ye Lei's man." and Mo Liyan's answer completely confirmed what Qingfeng thought.

It was just for today's situation that it was useless at the beginning.

Things that have no use value should always be cleaned up.

The young prince leaned there coldly, his slender fingers supported his beautiful forehead, and his expression was like the steep ice and snow on the cliffs. The sun could not contain the slightest warmth. He only heard that he used such a lukewarm tone to determine the life and death of countless people in a few moments. It was a cold-blooded and cruel means to control everything, and a cold-blooded and cruel means to be born in the emperor's house.

He smiled: "kill it."

in a word.

Life and death.

Talking and laughing, killing people is invisible.

Qingfeng looked at the name on it and bowed his head.

Mo Liyan looked out of the window at the scene of green shadows. He supported his jaw and didn't know what he was thinking. The vast world was reflected in the bottom of his eyes, but he couldn't afford half the waves.

After Qingfeng goes out,

Mo Liyan continues to deal with important affairs. Recently, he has been planning things about Wei Pingsheng, but others have been delayed.

As he examined and approved the document, he thought, the three words Wei Pingsheng suddenly appeared, and remembered what Wei Pingsheng said when he left. Inexplicably, Mo Liyan's original writing annotation was elegant and sharp, and his writing action stopped uncontrollably.

The nib stopped on a stroke that should not have stopped, slowly Yin opened an ink dot, destroying the beauty of a word.