If so,

It's really possible that Wei Pingsheng would run into it.

Mo Liyan thought about this and smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes, which was clearly cold and cold.

He wrote the words on rice paper in one go, and finally threw away the brush without satisfaction. Bingliang fingertips gently tapped the rosewood table twice, making an unknown sound.

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

Everything was expected by his control and was carried out completely according to his control.

Actually, he thought,

Of course, we can also use other methods to block the assassination incident at that time and block the connection between Mo Yelei and Wei Pingsheng, but he insisted that Wei Pingsheng be the most useful chess piece he had beside Mo Yelei.

With Wei Pingsheng's ability, as long as Mo Yelei trusts him enough, he will definitely get important and contact secrets in the Prince's Mansion.

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

He calculated that Wei Pingsheng would choose Prince Jin's Mansion.

The dance at the palace banquet was indeed a birthday gift for the imperial concubine, but it also played a different nature.

He angered Mo Qingcang, recalled his old friend, took his anger on him, and then kept his punishment closed.

Everything that was done naturally was in line with his expected ending.

"The subordinate dared to ask, why did the master go through such a big trouble to do this?" Qingfeng was puzzled. Why did he act like this during the confinement period?

"It is safer to meet Wei Pingsheng." Mo Liyan downplayed: "Reducing Mo Yelei's suspicion of Wei Pingsheng and this king to the lowest point is the real purpose of this trip."

He was intentional about his confinement, and he was also intentional about his confinement. He just wanted to divert Mo Yelei's attention and put his eyes on him and ignore Wei Pingsheng.

Only in this way can a true meeting and discussion be achieved without realizing the truth.

If you don’t do this, you will be able to meet, but it is not stable. If you alarm the enemy, it will be a waste of money.

Mo Yelei has always wanted to target him, deliberately leaking the news to Mo Yelei's eyeliner, and then conveying it to Mo Yelei.

The prince will be fooled.

Mo Yelei will not miss such an opportunity.

As early as when he turned the carriage into the alley halfway, Mo Liyan had already returned to the mansion alone, and had not alarmed anyone in the middle.

He returned home to deal with Mo Gurang, and then received Wei Pingsheng, who was taken over by the seventh day of the lunar month.

Finally achieve your goals.

"Qingfeng, listen." Mo Liyan calmly tore the snow-white rice paper into pieces and ruined the words that were annoying on it, while speaking coldly and evilly: "This trip will make three profits."

Qingfeng's eyes did not blink, he didn't speak, he just listened.

"First, we meet Wei Pingsheng quietly."

"The second is to deliberately send Ling Bai away from the middle of the process. There are people from the king in the shop selling rose crisps. It is not a problem to cause trouble and delay time." He said: "It not only gives me time to leave, but also gives Ling Bai enough time to pass the news to Mo Yelei or others."

"Master or doubt Lingbai?" Qingfeng asked.

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

Then he changed the subject: "But she was not fooled. She barely passed the test."

Qingfeng said seriously: "It turns out that I'm going to end the conversation with Mo Yelei, but Ling Bai suddenly spoke and left Mo Yelei's teahouse for tea."

"If it's not that she wants to take the opportunity and say something, she is consciously delaying time for you for your master, and..." Qingfeng hesitated for a while. Although it felt quite incredible, she still said according to her own feelings: "It's very likely that she knows what you want to do, Master."

Lingbai returned to the carriage before.

Seeing that the master suddenly disappeared, he was calm and did not ask any more questions.

This kind of mind is indeed hard to have.

Mo Liyan didn't care about this, and he didn't care. He nodded slightly and smiled: "Don't underestimate her."

Qingfeng agrees very much.

Mo Liyan's wrist capacity is used, holding the pen and writing, the pen tip is natural, and continues to walk gently

"The third point: weaken Mo Yelei's power and his dispersed eyeliner identity."

Three kills in one stone,

Three points were calculated separately.

And since the beginning, Wei Pingsheng had already begun planning and anticipated the current situation.

The most important thing is that there is no difference in every point that happens, and it is completely under control.

How deep and terrible is the master's scheming...?

Plan and win thousands of miles away.

It can probably be described as a good description.

"Master is so calculating." Qingfeng exclaimed.

"It's just ordinary." Mo Liyan said lazyly. His long eyelashes drooped slightly, covering his phoenix eyes. The shallow white sunlight slipped in from the window frame jumped to the tip of his eyelashes, and a layer of light gold was stained with. All his joys and angers were hidden in his eyes, and they could not be seen or guessed.

After a while,

The study has always been a quiet atmosphere.

Only the sound made by Mo Liyan's ability to hold the pen is left.

at last,

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

The breeze came over,

All the words written on rice paper are personal names, and not just a few people, but a few.

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

There are those in King Jin’s Mansion and those outside.

"Master, this is..." Qingfeng's heart was already vaguely taking shape.

"Mo Yelei's person." Mo Liyan's answer completely confirmed what Qingfeng thought.

At the beginning, I kept my eyeliner just for today's situation, but now it's useless.

Things that have no value should be cleaned up.

The young prince leaned there coldly, with his slender fingers supporting his beautiful forehead, his expression as if the snow on the cliffs was on the slightest snow. The sunlight could not contain any warmth. He only heard that he used such a tepid tone to determine the life and death of countless people in a few moments. It was the wind and clouds that controlled everything, and the cold-blooded and cruel method of being born in the imperial family.

He laughed: "Kill it."

One sentence.

Determine life and death.

Killing people invisibly while chatting and laughing.

Qingfeng looked at the name on it, his heart trembled and lowered his head to respond.

Mo Liyan looked at the scenery with green shadows outside the window. He supported his jaw, not knowing what he was thinking, but the vast world reflected in his eyes, but there was no turbulence.

After the breeze goes out,

Mo Liyan continued to deal with the important matters and had been planning things about Wei Pingsheng recently, but the others were delayed a little.

While approving the documents, he thought about the three words Wei Pingsheng suddenly appeared, and remembered what Wei Pingsheng said when he left. Inexplicably, Mo Liyan's original writing annotation was paused uncontrollably.

The tip of the pen paused on a stroke that should not have been paused, slowly opening a dot of ink, destroying the beauty of a word.
Chapter completed!