Chapter 152: Mo Yi’s Rage (2)
My Sassy 'Crown Princess'
Translator: Guy Gone Bad
Mo Yi raised his head and looked at Lou Yu, asking, eyes very sharp, âYou said someone would kill me because of Zheng Xuan?â
Lou Yu nodded, âThatâs quite possible.â
Mo Yiâs expression became fierce instantly. The glass in his hand was thrown out, splitting apart immediately on the touch of the ground. The liquor flowed everywhere. The newspaper with Zheng Xuanâs photo on the tea table was splashed with a lot of deep red liquor. Zheng Xuanâs originally handsome face looked bloodied.
âThat son of a bitch.â Mo Yi scolded loudly.
Lou Yu was dumbfounded, asking, âMo Yi, are you scolding Zheng Xuan or me?â
Mo Yi smiled coldly, raised a finger, waved left and right, and said with a bright smile, âNeither of you can escape, both of you are sons of a bitch.â
âZheng Xuan! That is an idiot. Oh, to say he is an idiot is to flatter him.â
âIn those days, I didnât see he was... so stupid. He would believe anything people said to him. How did he live to this day? Shouldnât such a fool have been dead because of stupidity long ago?â
âHow dare he have threatened me? How dare he have threatened me because of Xu Zihan?â
âHe didnât investigate anything and confirmed that Xu Zihan was me. I have been hunted for two years, two whole years!â
âMany times, when I sleep at night, I wonder if I still have a chance to open my eyes and see the sun tomorrow. Where should I flee the next day? Will I disfigure? Will I break my legs or arms?â
âI should have let him be killed by poisonous snakes or eaten by star beasts when he was in the Realm. People like him should have died early. His only function in life is to waste food.â
âEarly if knew that the man in the Realm was him, this time in the finals, I should have stabbed into his chest, why should I hesitate? Why should I give him the chance to explain?â
âIf I should have stabbed him to death, I would think that he killed Fourteen and captured his Fire Spiritual Ball, then I would be able to keep a good memory of him.â
âNow, I donât seem to remember his good. I only remember he stabbed me with a knife for Xiao Mei, the bitch who killed my parents.â
Mo Yi shouted at the top of his lungs, the more he said, the more excited he became.
Lou Yu opened his eyes wide and asked in disbelief, âYou tried to kill Zheng Xuan during the finals?â
Mo Yi gave him a cold smile, âMy prince, you donât need to worry about these things. This is my business, you may just leave me alone. Donât try to persuade me, if heâs dead, without such a fool, the world would be more peaceful.â
Looking at the speechless expression on Lou Yuâs face, Mo Yi snorted, staring at Lou Yu with sarcasm.
âMy prince, you are a excellent talent, divine-favored genius, bah! Donât think you are a good one!ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âYou love this one today and another tomorrow, and your head is not clear, either. Do you think you are that great? Do you think young master married you because he liked you?â
âLet me tell you, itâs because he had no other option. In this world, the man who can match him has not yet been born. So, he can only choose the taller among the dwarfs.â
âYou are such an idiot who has been dumped, and you even dare to be picky about the young master even though youâre a defective product yourself. What makes you so proud?â
âIâll tell you! Donât have inordinate ambitions toward the young master! He is only into women.â
Mo Yi grabbed the bottle on the table and poured the wine into his mouth again.
Lou Yu closed his eyes and opened again, âYiyi, stop it, you are drunk.â
Mo Yi stared at Lou Yu and said disapprovingly, âAm I drunk? Who said I am drunk? I can not be more sober. Donât think I know nothing, I am not Zheng Xuan the idiot, you canât fool me.â
âSaying that thereâs someone...someone who scruples about my influence on Zheng Xuan...and...and wants to kill me? Who is it? Is it you? Donât you know why your first three fiancées died? Wasnât it only because...you are useless?â
âNow you are here...pretending to...be kind to me saying...I should take care of myself...Do you think...Iâll be grateful? You wish! Such petty favor...is far from enough...to buy over me...â
Lou Yu frowned, âIâm sorry, it is really because of my incompetence.â
âLou Yu, Zheng Xuan, ah, people like you look like upright gentlemen. In fact, you are all hoodoos, and would only cause trouble to others. You and Zheng Xuan are like tweedledum and tweedledee, both are jerks.â
Lou Yu suddenly looked towards the door. He had no idea when Su Rong and Zheng Xuan had come, only standing outside the door. Zheng Xuanâs face was full of tears, but no one knew what he was thinking.
Mo Yi was totally drunk. As he saw Zheng Xuan at the door, he raised the bottle in his hand and smashed it at Zheng Xuanâs head. Blood poured out immediately from his head.
Zheng Xuan didnât even make a sound, but only looked at Mo Yi intently.
Mo Yi looked at the blood on Zheng Xuanâs head and scolded, âSo not my day today!â
Mo Fei came out from the training room, hurriedly walked towards Mo Yi, âAh! Yiyi, why are you drinking again? How can you dance later?â
Mo Yi smiled at Mo Fei and said triumphantly, âIt doesnât matter, young master, Iâll show you a drunken imperial concubine dance later, or striptease!â
Mo Fei rolled his eyes and grabbed Mo Yi, saying, âNot today, weâll gonna rehearse tomorrow.â