The Cold Prince Dotes On His Wild Wife

Seeing Yue'er shaking his head, Mo Youyou stretched out his hand and waved in front of Yue'er's eyes, "What's the matter, Yue'er? What are you thinking?"

Yue'er came back to her senses and was startled, her eyes flickered, "No, it's nothing, Miss."

Seeing Yue'er seemed reluctant, Mo Youyou thought that Yue'er and Ms. Mo Jiu had lived in this Xiangyuan for so many years, and she might get used to it, so she stopped forcing Yue'er.

She said to Yue'er, "Forget it, let's live like this for the time being. You find someone to clean up the place, if it rains, if we clean up again, we should be drowned."

"Yes, miss."

At noon, Yue'er sat on the steps outside the dormitory with a face full of joy, staring at the changed Xiangyuan, and said to Mo Youyou with a look of admiration,

"Miss, how do you know this? Unexpectedly, under your transformation, our Xiangyuan is even more beautiful than Second Miss's Lanyuan."

Mo Youyou smiled triumphantly, "Oh? Really?"

Seeing Yue'er nodded seriously "Yes", Mo Youyou stood up and went to sit on the swing in the yard. While swinging on the swing, she said to Yue'er:

"Yue'er, there's nothing else to do, tell me about the affairs of the Bingzhou mainland."

"Miss, why do you want to hear this all of a sudden?"

Mo Youyou pursed his lips and smiled, "Others are busy with Mo Ran's funeral. Now the two of us are the most idle people in General Mo's mansion. If we don't chat, what are we doing? Talking about other things, you and I are not on the same channel, so , those who can talk together, this is the only thing left. Let this lady treat it as a story and listen to it over and over again."

Yue'er heard that what Mo Youyou said made sense, so she walked over and stood behind Mo Youyou, pushing her on the swing while telling her everything she knew about the entire Bingzhou Continent.

Three days later, it was also the day when Mo Ran was buried. Mo Youyou did not go to Mo Ran's funeral. In Mo Li's words, if she went, Mo Ran would die with regret. Therefore, in order for Mo Ran to go to the underworld to report with peace of mind, she chose to stay in her Xiangyuan.

Early in the morning, Mo Youyou lay leisurely on the rattan chair in the yard enjoying the breeze and the warm sunshine.

Yue'er came over with a light meal. Seeing Mo Youyou closed her eyes and rested her mind, she raised the corners of her mouth and smiled slightly, "Miss, it's time for dinner."

Mo Youyou suddenly opened her eyes and glanced at Yue'er's direction, then quickly got up and walked over.

The two sat opposite each other, Yue'er was still a little awkward. She has been a maid for so many years, and she has always served the young lady for meals, but after returning to General Mo's mansion a few days ago, the young lady asked her to eat with her.

Seeing that Yue'er was still a little restrained, Mo Youyou added some dishes to Yue'er, and said to her:

"Don't be so polite, Yue'er, the two of us will be dependent on each other in the future. My father is not very reliable. He has so many wives, and his daughter can't fit in a carriage. To put it bluntly, I am just a coin in his hand." It's just a pawn."

Thinking of getting along with Yue'er for a long time in the future, Mo Youyou felt that it was time to take this opportunity to let Yue'er dispel her doubts and scruples about her identity. After a pause, Mo Youyou continued,

"Since I fell into the cesspit by Mo Ran's design, I am no longer the cowardly Mo Youyou before. We can't always be bullied by these people! Yue'er, the day I woke up, I saw you sticking by my side forever. Beside me, I don't dislike the smell on my body, from then on, I regard you as my relatives, my good sister."

As soon as the words fell, Yue'er hurriedly got up and blessed Fushen and replied: "Miss, you must not say that, how can Yue'er He De let you treat Yue'er like this. It is Yue'er's duty to protect you and be loyal to you." .”

After listening to Yue'er's words, Mo Youyou reminded her, "Okay, I know what you mean, eat quickly."

After the two had breakfast, Mo Youyou lay back on the rattan chair to read a book bored, while Yue'er trimmed the flowers and plants in the yard.

After Mo Ran's burial, Li Rong fainted twice because of grief. Mo Sheng felt sorry for her, so he asked Mo Li to accompany her and ordered her to be sent back to Cuishan Garden.

Mo Li stood beside Li Rong's bed, with tears in the corners of her eyes, and her brows were tightly locked together.

"Mother, don't be sad, if Ran'er sees you like this, she will be sad."

The tip of Li Rong's nose was slightly red, and when she thought of her poor and sensible Ran'er, her heart felt tight.

It's all the fault of that little bitch, Mo Youyou! With hatred in his eyes, Li Rong took out a palm-sized gold medal from his arms and handed it to Mo Li, and said to Mo Li in a hoarse voice,

"Take this and go to the head of the Hall of Desperate Life. I must cut off that little bitch's head tonight!"

Mo Li's heart tightened, "Mother, have you thought it through? If Daddy finds out, the whole Daoming Hall may be destroyed."

"My daughter is gone, so what's the use of the Desperate Hall! Tonight I will find a way to keep your father behind and give them more time. You go to the Hall Master now!"

After listening to Li Rong's words, Mo Li held the token tightly in her hand, and the two looked at each other. Tonight, they must kill Mo Youyou to avenge Ran'er!

Xiangyuan, Mo Youyou lay on the wicker chair and stared blankly at the sky. When he saw a bird flying in the sky, he suddenly sat up and asked curiously:

"Yue'er, has someone delivered a letter from Prince Jing's Mansion in the past two days?"

Yue'er was stunned for a moment, then shook her head, "Miss, why did you think of asking this?"

An inexplicable loss flashed across Mo Youyou's heart, she and Yue'er had returned to the General's Mansion for more than three days, and after He Lianyi sent someone to send them back, there was no news.

After all, she and He Lianyi already had that kind of relationship, and they are considered allies... Mo Youyou despised all kinds of reasons why He Lianyi should send someone over here. Take it yourself.

Staring at the sky with a melancholy expression, I don't know what I'm thinking about. Seeing this, Yue'er showed a faint smile and thought, "I'm afraid Miss is thinking about King Jing."

At midnight, Mo Youyou had already slept peacefully, but outside Xiangyuan, more than a dozen masked men in black suddenly appeared, and they surrounded the entire Xiangyuan furtively.

One of the leading men, with a thumb-long scar looming on his eyebrows, greeted the others coldly, and then quietly approached Mo Youyou's bedroom.

When he walked outside the bedroom and saw a few maids guarding the door, he gestured to other unscrupulous people who were walking towards this side. Seeing this, they nodded, knocked the maids unconscious, and then Quickly took out a slender bamboo tube from his bosom, and stuffed them into Mo Youyou's room. Soon, the room was filled with smoke, and a strong smell came to the nostrils.

In her sleep, Mo Youyou felt that someone lifted her into the air, and a big warm hand covered her mouth and nose. And that faint ambergris scent. very familiar……

The corner of her mouth curled up, it was him, Helian Yi! She frowned tightly together, and said to herself in her sleep, "I never expected to meet you in my dream."