"How's it going? Is the deal settled?" Leng Mo asked eagerly when he saw Mo Yiran coming out.
"Yes." The woman nodded lightly, but felt that someone was staring closely at her. She scanned Wangyue Tower, but found no suspicious person. Only when she passed the elegant room where Mengluo came out just now, she saw a person.
A man of about nineteen years old was lazily leaning against the door, with his collar open, revealing the strong muscles on his chest. Apparently, he was waiting for Mengluo to come back.
This man definitely has a face that brings disaster to the country and the people, and his peach blossom eyes are very attractive. When he saw Mo Yiran and the others coming, he stared at Mo Yiran directly, but... Mo Yiran couldn't see any lust in his eyes.
ingredients.
Until Mo Yiran passed by him, he didn't see any action. When they started to go downstairs, they were stopped by him calling: "Hey, you..." His voice was drawling, but he couldn't hide his charm.
"Master, are you calling me?" Mo Yiran turned around and asked.
The man nodded and said, "Are you really a man?" His tone seemed a bit pity, no wonder... there was no lust in his eyes when he looked at him.
Normally, if a man is suspected of not being a man, he will definitely get angry or furious, but Mo Yiran curled his lips and smiled, saying: "Of course I am a man, could it be possible that the young master thinks that I am a woman?" After the words fell, Mengluo had already arrived.
In front of the man, he touched his strong chest with one hand and said, "It's time for us to go in." His voice was so soft that a man's bones would fall apart just hearing it.
The man reluctantly took his eyes away from Mo Yiran, picked up Mengluo and entered the house. At the same time, Mo Yiran also turned around and went downstairs, but heard a "bang" sound of the door closing from upstairs, and then
It was a woman's angry voice saying: "Please be gentle."
Mo Yiran shook his head and smiled.
After leaving Wangyue Tower, they went straight back to the inn.
On the way, Leng Mo stared at Mo Yiran with a very strange look, and asked: "Miss Mo... went to a brothel before?" What else about this woman did he not know, facing the girl in Wangyue Tower?
At that time, he was blushing with embarrassment, but she acted like nothing was wrong.
"Uh... why did Mr. Leng say that?" This kind of thing is not surprising to begin with, but when the other party lowered his head, Mo still understood what he was thinking, so he said: "This is also my first time going in.
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"Seriously?" Leng Mo didn't seem to believe it, and his second sentence became mocking. He said, "I hope so too."
"What did you say?" Mo Yiran suspected that he heard wrongly.
"Leng Mo said that as a woman, it is better not to go into such situations." Leng Mo said in a deep voice. For some reason, he felt panicked when he saw her entering the brothel.
"Master Leng, don't you want to know what I did with Miss Mengluo?" It was really not suitable to discuss this issue with him, so Mo Yiran quickly changed the subject.
"What to do?" Sure enough, Leng Mo raised his head and looked at her with burning eyes.
"Maybe you will know tomorrow." Mo Yiran didn't plan to tell him now.
Leng Mo did the same. Since the other party didn't say anything, he wouldn't ask any more questions.
On the second day, before Leng Mo woke up, he heard people talking outside the door. When he listened carefully, he realized that they were talking about his master, Prince An Yi.
Leng Modan sat up, quickly put on his clothes, and walked towards the door. He came downstairs and grabbed a man's lapel, asking: "Who allowed you to talk about Prince An Yi here?"
The man said timidly under Leng Mo's hand: "Everyone in the entire imperial capital now knows about Prince An Yi. In the morning, people spread the rumor that Prince An Yi has rare things to live in."
What a good place to live? Leng Mo murmured, then let go of the hand holding the man's clothes, ran up to hug him, and knocked on Mo Yiran's door.
"Please come in." The woman responded calmly.
Leng Mo pushed the door open and entered with a chilling air, and asked in a cold voice: "Did you let Mengluo spread the rumors?" Before Mo Yiran could answer, he said again: "Did you know that this would make the prince
Disgraceful!"
"Disgraced?" Mo Yiran sneered and said, "Could it be that Prince An Yi has been forgotten by the people of the Xueji Dynasty and no one can remember the pain of being sent to Xi Ye Kingdom as a hostage, so that he loses face?
Do you know that this is called covering one's ears and stealing the bell? Do you think that others have forgotten the shame that Prince An Yi suffered in the past, and that the shame of Prince An Yi will no longer exist? "
Quiet, besides quiet, still quiet.
Mo Yiran calmed down at this time and said: "I know you are loyal to Prince An Yi, but if you want him to return to the Xueji Dynasty smoothly, the process... is very difficult."
"What does it mean to have rare things to live in?" Finally, Leng Mo said coldly.
Mo Yiran raised his eyes and glanced at him, motioned for him to sit down, and then said: "Once upon a time, there was a man named Lu Buwei. He was a member of the Wei Kingdom at the end of the Warring States Period. He was famous for his rare items. At that time, a young master from the Qin State was a hostage in the Zhao State.
, he used the "unusual goods to live in" to help the young master Yiren with funds, and later helped the young master Yiren ascend to the throne of God." Mo Yiran gave a simple summary, presumably the five thousand years of Chinese history would not exist in the history here.
"The strange goods are the items?" Leng Mo frowned and said, "The girl is comparing the prince to an item?"
"A man can bend and stretch, Mr. Leng, you must know that sometimes an item is worth a person's life! For example, gold and silver jewelry, such as a city, and something heavier like a country."
"You!" Leng Mo was choked and speechless.
"Lu Buwei's strange goods refer to material things, and my strange goods refer to Prince An Yi. In this way, Prince An Yi's reputation in the Xueji Dynasty will naturally increase, and his worth will naturally be raised. His Majesty Emperor Xueji will welcome Prince An Yi back.
The Xueji Dynasty will come sooner or later. Patience is only temporary." Mo Yiran stood up and said loudly: "A real man has things to do and things not to do." Her voice was sonorous and powerful.
"The girl wants to save the prince back to the Xueji Dynasty in this way, but I'm afraid it won't work." Leng Mo also said firmly.
"Why?" Mo was still puzzled.
"Because you have no idea why Prince An Yi's status has become so low."
"How would I know if you didn't tell me?" She only found out that after the death of Yin Tianyi's mother, Concubine Liu, Yin Tianyi's status was completely different from before. Is there another hidden reason behind Concubine Liu's death?
"It's nothing." Leng Mo knew that he was out of control, so he quickly covered up his emotions and said: "Prince An Yi has no backers in the Xueji Dynasty. This is a flaw."
"It's not difficult. I will arrange all this. You don't have to worry." Knowing that the other party was worried about Yin Tianyi, Mo Yiran naturally didn't take his rudeness to his heart.