As for the final outcome of this piece, it doesn't matter, or even care.

And she is the most suitable person.

This is from the prince's house. It's not a pity to get rid of her by Mo Yilei's hand.

Escaping from Mo Yelei's hands makes Mo Yelei's plan fall short.

No matter from which possibility, for Mo Liyan.

Deli.

Looks like she's honored.

The breeze before the wind and rain in early summer has a slightly cool meaning. The leaves and branches rustle and sway left and right.

The beautiful shadow cast completely shrouded the girl in the dark, but the mottled shadow left an indistinguishable mark on the bottom of her eyes, leaving a pale and monotonous color.

In a flash,

But it was swallowed up by the shadow and plunged into the dead darkness again, unable to lift half the wind and waves.

Ranbai suddenly smiles, very light, like floating in the air the next second.

Good idea.

Good trick.

Dyed white until now,

Even thinking,

If such a person is an opponent, it will be really interesting.

Use.

She was willing to let him use it.

What Mo Liyan wants

Ranbai jumped down from the tree and she thought carefully.

Just saw the micro expression of the seventh day.

She didn't feel that she got what Mo Liyan wanted on the seventh day.

And she's not going to search.

She also knows more or less the ability of the seventh day. Since the seventh day finds that, there may not be anything else in the bedroom.

On the premise that this handle does exist,

Mo Yilei will be safe only if he puts it there.

Study is a trap, not bedroom.

After a little silence,

Ranbai suddenly thinks of a person.

Having figured out her purpose, she quickly left near the bedroom and went in another direction.

While wandering around the prince's house,

At the party,

As the host of the flower feast, Mo Yilei held his glass with a smile on his face, respectfully addressed the people, and said many easy-going words in a clear tone.

Mo Liyan was not in the mood to listen. He thought about what the person should do and the situation now. He narrowed his narrow Danfeng eyes slightly. For a moment, he was absent-minded and was pressed down by the consistent amorous indifference.

Until he saw a bodyguard coming in a hurry, lowering his body and whispering in Mo Yelei's ear, and Mo Yelei's expression gradually changed.

It seems,

Here we go.

Mo Liyan came to such a conclusion that he dropped his long eyelashes lightly, and his lukewarm side eyes fell on the Gardenia tree not far away.

A season of breeze seems to send Gardenia fragrance, light and good smell, lingering in the wings of the nose.

Like the clear cedar fragrance on that man.

Mo Liyan has no waves at the bottom of his eyes, and there is no difference in color. It is cold at the bottom of his heart.

then,

Unexpectedly, looking at Mo Yilei, he suddenly stood up.

The prince frowned, looked around the party, and seemed to encounter some very difficult problems. He said in a deep voice: "I'm sorry to disturb your interest, but just after the bodyguard reported, he found that an assassin broke into the study and tried to steal the secret protection I haven't submitted to my father!"

The scene listened to this, some boiling up.

After all, those of them who didn't know it would not think that they could encounter such a thing just to enjoy flowers in the prince's residence.

Mo Yelei looked very serious: "I need to deal with this matter now. I'm afraid I'll excuse you."

"Such a thing will happen in the Grand Prince's house, and the prince must be severely punished." during the banquet, sun huaiwei was the first to open her mouth. She smiled at the corners of her lips: "I'm also curious who is so bold. Can I go and have a look with the prince?"

"The assassin has been captured. Naturally, it doesn't matter." Mo Yilei responded. What sun huaiwei said hit him right. He was going to make things big and attract many people to witness such a scene.

So in the end,

There are not a few people who want to go. Almost half of the banquet is empty.

Mo Yilei's eyes turned around and looked at Mo Liyan. He sent out an invitation with unknown meaning: "third brother, do you want to go and have a look? Who is so bold?"

Mo Liyan put down his glass and got up calmly. His expression was as cool and indifferent as ever. Although he didn't speak, he agreed to that attitude.

Mo Yilei slightly hooked his lips and walked in the direction of the study.

Outside the study, there had been bodyguards there. They turned the study into a circle and could not allow anyone to approach it without permission.

After seeing such a group of people coming, the guard automatically made way.

"Third brother, who would it be?" Mo Yilei approached Mo Liyan and asked softly with a smile.

Mo Liyan's face was expressionless: "I don't know."

"It doesn't matter. I'll know soon." Mo Yilei smiled indifferently, walked quickly in front, and directly pushed open the door of the study -!

The young prince, dressed in dark clothes, stood there coldly, his shallow Fei thin lips pursed into a straight line, and his side face was cold. He looked at the direction of the study calmly, without half moving.

With Mo Yilei's actions,

The scene in the study also came into everyone's eyes at the same time!

At the moment, ranbai comes to the remote room of the prince's residence from the study.

Obviously, it looks insignificant, but there are many guards around.

Ranbai stared at the room in the courtyard and finally shook in quietly.

Room was empty and empty.

But it can be seen from the variety of furnishings here that it belongs to the boudoir of girls.

Dyeing white is just a bet.

Bet Mo Yilei will put things on the side of the female leader Shen ruxuan.

The main task of this plane has little to do with men and women. Naturally, ranbai doesn't pay attention to the current situation of Mo Yelei and Shen ruxuan.

However, according to the plot direction, it should be that Mo Yelei has fallen in love with Shen ruxuan and imprisoned Shen ruxuan in the prince's house.

Ran Bai's mind flashed into the current plot. She wiped her fingertips across the table and looked at the room lukewarm.

The handle of the sun family.

She thought about these five words and walked through the calligraphy and paintings on the bookshelf in the room. She looked at them coldly and couldn't see that she was looking for them seriously.

Until her fingertips pressed on a slight uneven place on the wall, the slightly raised touch made dye white pause.

At this time,

She heard the sound of small footsteps approaching slowly outside. It didn't sound like a martial artist coming this way

What a coincidence,

Let her run into the hostess directly?

When thinking about it, dyed white had reacted faster than consciousness, and she flashed behind the bookshelf next to her, blocking the girl's slim body.

The door was pushed open.

But there was no sunshine pouring in from outside. Although it was daytime, the weather was not bright, and the dark clouds oppressed the sky.