The Cold Prince Dotes On His Wild Wife

Chapter 158 - Tragic Helian Yu

Very quickly, Yue'er paid the bill and followed Mo Xie out of the pavilion. Manager Tong's face was filled with reluctance as he looked at Mo Li's back and sighed.

"Sigh, if only Young Master Mo could schedule that show a little longer!"

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, Yue'er asked Mo Li curiously.

"Young Master, where are we going?"

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 don't she, Mo Xie, be the good guy and help him?

Remembering Fu Yafang's huge mounds, Mo Liu laughed in her heart. In the end, the long life in her ears suddenly spoke:

"Little woman, you're too bad!"

Mo Li's eyes narrowed, "How am I bad?"

"You know from the bottom of your heart that he's in a fl.u.s.ter in the spice garden because he can't stand that fat woman from Grand Preceptor Fu's estate. He's actually thinking of having someone go to the estate to invite that fat woman over to take his back." Pausing for a moment, Long Life tilted his head and leaned his head against Mo Li's ear,

"However, I like your bad luck!"

Mo Long listened to the words of the old man, and was instantly speechless. What did she mean by bad? Is she bad? She's not bad at all! She was simply returning the favor! If they didn't 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 wasn't to prevent these people from causing trouble for the Jing King Manor, she wouldn't have had the heart to care about them!

With a faint smile, Mo Lang stood still on the spot, while Yue'er worriedly called out to him, "Young master!"

Mo Long was startled by Yue'er's words, and quickly turned his head to look at her.

"Hmm?"

"Young master, what's wrong?"

"Oh, it's fine. Go and call that beggar over!"

Mo Li pointed to the beggar who was hiding on the street corner and ordered Yue'er.

Yue Er didn't 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:

"What's your name?"

The beggar shrunk back and replied, "Liang Chen."

After Mo Liu heard what Liang Chen said, he took out a tael of silver and handed it to him. "Go to Grand Preceptor Fu's estate and deliver a letter to this young master. This tael of silver belongs to you."

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 Li's words, he quickly rushed in the direction of the Imperial Concubine Fu's estate.