"So the reason why they came out this time is to find Prince An Yi?" Mo Yiran guessed that it is not impossible for a child who trusts Prince An Yi so much to go to Yin Tianyi when he doesn't know the real situation.
"How did Miss Mo know?" Leng Mo was stunned.
"Guess." After a pause, Mo Yiran continued: "Why did Mr. Leng follow him? Aren't An Yiju surrounded by eyeliners?" She began to feel that the person following her along the way was actually Leng Mo.
"Yes, they are full of eyeliners, but in order to ensure the safety of the girl, Prince An Yi asked me to follow him." Leng Mo said calmly: "In order to escape from An Yiju, I and Prince An Yi performed a show in front of them.
In a drama, I was forced to jump off a cliff, but it was actually to find a girl." He said it very calmly, without any hint of hardship.
"Oh." Mo Yiran pursed his lips and asked, "Then Mr. Leng, does he have any good ideas for helping Prince An Yi escape back to the Xueji Dynasty?"
Hearing this, Lengmo said: "No, everything depends on the girl's instructions."
Mo Yiran raised his eyes and looked at the young man for a while, finally confirming that he was not lying, and then said: "In that case, Mr. Leng will go back to his room to rest first. If anything happens, I will call you."
"Yes." Leng Mo stood up and said, "Leng Mo also lives in this inn, just opposite the girl's room door."
"Well, get some rest early." When Mo Yiran sent him out, he was thinking that with his help, he might get twice the result with half the effort. It seemed that the little boy Yin Tianyi had a very good mind.
Early the next morning, the woman got up early. She was still dressed in a man's attire. At this moment, she was more handsome and less fragile. She sat at the window seat on the first floor and tasted it carefully.
Tea, from time to time watching the people coming and going in the shop. When I got tired of watching, I turned my head to the window.
During the day, the market was very lively. She had been in this other world for three years, but she had never been to such a busy market. Just when she was about to stand up and go out for a walk, she was stopped by Leng Mo who had just come downstairs and called out: "Aunt Mo.
...Where are you going, Master?" His voice was urgent, as if he was afraid that Mo Yiran would run away.
But Mo Yiran understood his inner thoughts. He must have been worried that he was going to do things alone and did not call him. This showed his distrust and lack of respect for him, so Mo Yiran smiled at him and said: "It looks pretty good outside.
It’s lively, I want to go out for a walk, Mr. Leng, do you want to come with me?”
Leng Mo's eyes moved, obviously hesitating, but he finally agreed and followed Mo Yiran.
Mo Yiran is holding an ink-colored folding fan. She is only fifteen years old this year. Although her figure is not fully developed, she is still small and exquisite. Especially the elegant temperament exuding from her body cannot help but attract people's attention. And Leng Mo who is following her is
He kept walking with his head down.
Mo Yiran saw his absent-minded look, and then turned sideways. Helpless, Leng Mo still didn't realize it, and kept walking forward. After walking more than ten steps, he suddenly realized that there was no one around him, so
He immediately turned around to look for it, only to see Mo Yiran staring at him with an inquiring look on his face.
"Why... why don't you leave?" He turned back and asked awkwardly.
"Like Mr. Leng, I am thinking about the problem." Mo Yiran opened the folding fan and said quietly.
"Ha, I made Miss Mo laugh. Leng Mo was not thinking about anything just now." Leng Mo smiled awkwardly and explained: "It's just that I'm not used to such a bustling area." They rarely went out on the street in the past.
, and it is rare to be stared at by so many people.
Hearing this, Mo Yiran chuckled, and then said seriously: "So Mr. Leng is afraid of life?" This was something she had not expected.
"Not really." Leng Mo said, raised his eyes to look at her and said, "Maybe if you stay like this for a long time, you will get used to it."
"You have to get used to it. Since people live in this world, since they can't change the world, they can only change themselves in order to adapt to this world." Mo Yiran said with her head held high. She knew that this was an irreversible proposition, so she worked hard.
live alive.
If you can't change the world, you have to change yourself in order to adapt to the world? Leng Mo was really stunned when he heard this. This woman is really resolute... No wonder she was attracted by Prince An Yi. Even he couldn't help but have feelings for her.
A feeling of admiration came.
At night, at dusk, Mo Yiran and Leng Mo had an early dinner, and then they came to Wangyue Tower. Mo Yiran was still wearing blue and white clothes, and Leng Mo was wearing a black robe and followed behind Mo Yiran, although he didn't understand her.
Why do you want to enter this brothel, but you have great trust in her methods?
As soon as they entered, the madam came out, waved his handkerchief and said, "Hey, what kind of beauty are you two young masters looking for?" After that, he stared at Mo Yiran with bright eyes, thinking in his mind.
, she had never seen such a beauty before. Although she was born in a boy's body, she still had a sense of softness and beauty. If she were born in a girl's body, she would not be able to overwhelm the country.
"What we are looking for is the girl who dances best here. Please bring me mom to have a look." Mo Yiran opened his fan and said in a low voice. At this time, his eyes were already scanning the hall.
"Oh, the young master is talking about Miss Mengluo, but unfortunately she already has a guest tonight." The old madam waved her handkerchief, not apologizing at all, thinking that the guests who would book Miss Mengluo tonight are either rich or noble.
Mo Yiran immediately took out two ingots of silver from his arms and handed them to her: "Are these enough?"
The old bustard's eyes immediately shone and he swallowed, but in the end he held it back and said: "We, Mengluo, all have guests tonight. No matter how much money you give, sir, it will be hard for me to do things. I can't take advantage of you first."
Are the guests going to be chased away?" What she said was quite reasonable.
But places like brothels are meant to make money. If there are things that can't be done with money here, it means that the other party has great power. So Mo Yiran said again: "In this way, mother, let's meet Miss Mengluo.
It won’t waste too much time, because we came from a very far away place to admire the girl Mengluo, and we will be leaving in a few days. If we can’t see the girl Mengluo who is famous all over the imperial capital, wouldn’t my mother let her go?
Are we disappointed?"
"This..." The old madam seemed a little hesitant, but finally accepted the money that Mo Yiran handed over, and said with a flattering smile: "Then I will ask on behalf of the young master. If it doesn't work, the young master can't blame mom and me."
Mo Yiran also smiled and said: "I believe that there are only things that mom wants to do or not, and there is nothing that mom wants to do but can't do."
The madam glanced at her and said, "Young Master is really good at talking." After saying that, he turned around and left.
"Master, do you think she will let us see Miss Mengluo?" After the madam left, Leng Mo asked in a low voice.
"We'll find out later." Mo Yiran closed the folding fan, narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice.