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nChapter 158 – Tragic Helian Yu

nVery 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.

n“Sigh, if only Young Master Mo could schedule that show a little longer!”

nThe 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.

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nWalking on the streets of Ming You Country, Yue’er asked Mo Li curiously.

n“Young Master, where are we going?”

nMo 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?

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

n“Little woman, you’re too bad!”

nMo Li’s eyes narrowed, “How am I bad?”

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n“You know from the bottom of your heart that he’s in a fluster 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,

n“However, I like your bad luck!”

nMo 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?

nHer 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!

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nWith a faint smile, Mo Lang stood still on the spot, while Yue’er worriedly called out to him, “Young master!”

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

n“Hmm?”

n“Young master, what’s wrong?”

n“Oh, it’s fine. Go and call that beggar over!”

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

nYue Er didn’t know what she was thinking and hurriedly walked over. Very quickly, she brought the beggar over.

nMo Long looked at the beggar from top to bottom and asked:

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n“What’s your name?”

nThe beggar shrunk back and replied, “Liang Chen.”

nAfter 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.”

nLiang 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.

nSeeing Liang Chen staring at him blankly, Mo Xie opened her fan and covered his face with it.

nOnly 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.

nYue’er looked at Liang Chen’s back, and said to Mo Xie with her eyes wide open:

n“Young master, is this person reliable?”

nMo Long laughed with his eyes wide open, “Don’t worry! I have a good eye for people. “Come, let’s go to the spice garden!”

n“W-what?”

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nMo Long was stupefied at the sight of Yue’er, and his eyes were wide open as he asked:

n“What’s wrong? Is there a problem? ”

n“But, Young Master, the spice garden is filled with men … That. That place. ”

nMo Long knitted his eyebrows in confusion, and sized himself up from top to bottom:

n“Yue Er, take a good look at your current identity and this young master!”

n“But we still…”

n“We are now boys. What’s more, going to the spice garden is just to take a look, not to find a woman for you! “Let’s go!”

nAs he finished speaking, Mo Xie turned around and walked in the direction of the Overflowing Fragrance Garden, and Yue’er hurriedly followed him.

nAt 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.

nSeeing this, the girls frantically waved the silk handkerchief in their hands. Seeing this, Yue’er’s back trembled, following closely behind Mo Li.

nJust as Mo Xiang was about to take a step forward, Long Life suddenly shouted: “Little woman! You want to go in? ”

n“That’s right! How can we harm Helian Yu if we don’t go in? ”

n“But if Mistress knows …” Before he could finish, he was cut off by Mo Xie.

n“Your master was taken away by your master. Do you think he knows? Furthermore, if you don’t tell me and I don’t tell you, how would he know? ”

nWith that, he ignored the nonsense that Changsheng was causing and took Yue’er into the restaurant.

nMo 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.

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nMo 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.

nIn 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.

nMo Li stared at the group of women, enjoying their dance.

nAt this moment, Helian Yu, who was enjoying himself upstairs, didn’t 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 wouldn’t have provoked Mo Luan.

nIt was extremely lively downstairs. Suddenly, a waiter stumbled into the restaurant as he shouted, “Innkeeper!” “Shopkeeper!”

nSoon, a short, obese man appeared. He frowned as he scolded with a cold and displeased expression on his face.

n“What are you shouting for!” You can afford to disturb him! Speak! What is there to be so panicked about? ”

nThe waiter panted and said to the shopkeeper, “Not good, shopkeeper, Fu, Fu … Miss Fu… It’s here! ”

n“So what if Miss Fu is here? She’s here!” What are you shouting for … What did you say? “Miss Fu?”

nThe shopkeeper was stunned. Miss Fu? Grand Preceptor Fu’s daughter? Prince Xiang’s fiancee? He was going to catch him in the spice garden. Adultery?

nThinking of the urgency of the matter, the shopkeeper almost lost his footing. He hastily reminded the waiter,

n“Quick, hurry and notify King Xiang!” “Go quickly!”

nThe waiter knew what was going on and rushed towards the stairs, but he was stopped by Mo Li’s folding fan.

n“Waiter, bring me a jug of wine!”

nThe waiter anxiously replied, “Young master, I have something to give you. I’ll come down to get it for you immediately.”

nMo Xiang gave the waiter a cold glare, scaring the waiter to the point that his body trembled.

n“Did you not hear what I said? “Immediately!”

nSuddenly, the shopkeeper appeared to help the waiter.

n“Alright, hurry up and get the alcohol for the young master, I’ll go up!”

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