Chapter 158
The Cold Prince Dotes On His Wild Wife
Very quickly, Yueâer paid the bill and followed Mo Xie out of the pavilion. Manager Tongâs face was filled with reluctance as he looked at Mo Liâs back and sighed.
âSigh, if only Young Master Mo could schedule that show a little longer!â
The reason why Mo Li chose to go once every seven days was just to keep everyone in suspense, so that she would feel a sense of novelty. If it happened once every two or three days, the onlookers would quickly get tired of it.
Walking on the streets of Ming You Country, Yueâer asked Mo Li curiously.
âYoung Master, where are we going?â
Mo Liu recalled what she had heard in the pavilion earlier. Did the King of Xiang go to the spice garden to play with women? His face was still filled with anger! Did he suffer some sort of blow? In that case, why donât she, Mo Xie, be the good guy and help him?
Remembering Fu Yafangâs huge mounds, Mo Liu laughed in her heart. In the end, the long life in her ears suddenly spoke:
âLittle woman, youâre too bad!â
Mo Liâs eyes narrowed, âHow am I bad?â
âYou know from the bottom of your heart that heâs in a fluster in the spice garden because he canât stand that fat woman from Grand Preceptor Fuâs estate. Heâs actually thinking of having someone go to the estate to invite that fat woman over to take his back.â Pausing for a moment, Long Life tilted his head and leaned his head against Mo Liâs ear,
âHowever, I like your bad luck!â
Mo Long listened to the words of the old man, and was instantly speechless. What did she mean by bad? Is she bad? Sheâs not bad at all! She was simply returning the favor! If they didnât provoke her, how could she have the heart to deal with them?
Her man was still missing, and there was no news from the four hall masters. If it wasnât to prevent these people from causing trouble for the Jing King Manor, she wouldnât have had the heart to care about them!
With a faint smile, Mo Lang stood still on the spot, while Yueâer worriedly called out to him, âYoung master!â
Mo Long was startled by Yueâerâs words, and quickly turned his head to look at her.
âHmm?â
âYoung master, whatâs wrong?â
âOh, itâs fine. Go and call that beggar over!â
Mo Li pointed to the beggar who was hiding on the street corner and ordered Yueâer.
Yue Er didnât know what she was thinking and hurriedly walked over. Very quickly, she brought the beggar over.
Mo Long looked at the beggar from top to bottom and asked:
âWhatâs your name?â
The beggar shrunk back and replied, âLiang Chen.â
After Mo Liu heard what Liang Chen said, he took out a tael of silver and handed it to him. âGo to Grand Preceptor Fuâs estate and deliver a letter to this young master. This tael of silver belongs to you.â
Liang Chen was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Mo Li. He had been in the Ming You Country for so many years, and had met so many different kinds of people. This was the first time he saw such a handsome man.
Seeing Liang Chen staring at him blankly, Mo Xie opened her fan and covered his face with it.
Only then did Liang Chen react. He hurriedly took the money Mo Li had given him, and after hearing Mo Liâs words, he quickly rushed in the direction of the Imperial Concubine Fuâs estate.
Yueâer looked at Liang Chenâs back, and said to Mo Xie with her eyes wide open:
âYoung master, is this person reliable?â
Mo Long laughed with his eyes wide open, âDonât worry! I have a good eye for people. âCome, letâs go to the spice garden!â
âW-what?â
Mo Long was stupefied at the sight of Yueâer, and his eyes were wide open as he asked:
âWhatâs wrong? Is there a problem? â
âBut, Young Master, the spice garden is filled with men ⦠That. That place. â
Mo Long knitted his eyebrows in confusion, and sized himself up from top to bottom:
âYue Er, take a good look at your current identity and this young master!â
âBut we stillâ¦â
âWe are now boys. Whatâs more, going to the spice garden is just to take a look, not to find a woman for you! âLetâs go!â
As he finished speaking, Mo Xie turned around and walked in the direction of the Overflowing Fragrance Garden, and Yueâer hurriedly followed him.
At the bottom of the spice garden, Mo Li waved at the girls upstairs and gave them a coquettish look with a devilish smile on her face.
Seeing this, the girls frantically waved the silk handkerchief in their hands. Seeing this, Yueâerâs back trembled, following closely behind Mo Li.
Just as Mo Xiang was about to take a step forward, Long Life suddenly shouted: âLittle woman! You want to go in? â
âThatâs right! How can we harm Helian Yu if we donât go in? â
âBut if Mistress knows â¦â Before he could finish, he was cut off by Mo Xie.
âYour master was taken away by your master. Do you think he knows? Furthermore, if you donât tell me and I donât tell you, how would he know? â
With that, he ignored the nonsense that Changsheng was causing and took Yueâer into the restaurant.
Mo Xie found an inconspicuous corner and sat down, and called two girls over to accompany him. Yue Er sat awkwardly at the side, not daring to say anything. In contrast, Mo Xie was holding one of them in her arms, and the other one was sitting beside her.
Mo Xiang swept a long look around the restaurant. Even though it was a land of fireworks, but the flow of guests was incomparable to that of the people from the Clear Sky Pavilion.
In the center of the hall, on a stage, a girl dressed in a beautiful and seductive outfit was dancing in the wind. The gauze covering the hanging beams of the room was blown up by the wind, causing them to appear exceptionally mysterious and seductive.
Mo Li stared at the group of women, enjoying their dance.
At this moment, Helian Yu, who was enjoying himself upstairs, didnât know that his bad luck today was about to continue playing out. If he had known the miserable state he was in right now, he definitely wouldnât have provoked Mo Luan.
It was extremely lively downstairs. Suddenly, a waiter stumbled into the restaurant as he shouted, âInnkeeper!â âShopkeeper!â
Soon, a short, obese man appeared. He frowned as he scolded with a cold and displeased expression on his face.
âWhat are you shouting for!â You can afford to disturb him! Speak! What is there to be so panicked about? â
The waiter panted and said to the shopkeeper, âNot good, shopkeeper, Fu, Fu ⦠Miss Fu⦠Itâs here! â
âSo what if Miss Fu is here? Sheâs here!â What are you shouting for ⦠What did you say? âMiss Fu?â
The shopkeeper was stunned. Miss Fu? Grand Preceptor Fuâs daughter? Prince Xiangâs fiancee? He was going to catch him in the spice garden. Adultery?
Thinking of the urgency of the matter, the shopkeeper almost lost his footing. He hastily reminded the waiter,
âQuick, hurry and notify King Xiang!â âGo quickly!â
The waiter knew what was going on and rushed towards the stairs, but he was stopped by Mo Liâs folding fan.
âWaiter, bring me a jug of wine!â
The waiter anxiously replied, âYoung master, I have something to give you. Iâll come down to get it for you immediately.â
Mo Xiang gave the waiter a cold glare, scaring the waiter to the point that his body trembled.
âDid you not hear what I said? âImmediately!â
Suddenly, the shopkeeper appeared to help the waiter.
âAlright, hurry up and get the alcohol for the young master, Iâll go up!â