The Cold Prince Dotes On His Wild Wife

Seeing this, Mo Sheng scolded in a cold voice: "Clean up this place!" He turned around and glanced at Mo Youyou, "Come with me!"

After speaking, he left the mourning hall with the aggrieved Mo Youyou. Mo Li rushed in front of Li Rong, choked up innocently and said, "Mother, I'm sorry, Li'er didn't mean it, does it still hurt?"

Li Rong shook her head, desperate, "It's okay, mother is fine. Li'er, we will be left to depend on each other from now on, you must be well. Mother will not let Ran'er die in vain like this."

After finishing speaking, she glared at Mo Youyou who was behind Mo Sheng with ruthless eyes, she tightly grasped the corner of her clothes, one day, she, Li Rongding, would sit in the position of the wife of General Mo's mansion! She must make this little bitch Mo Youyou's life worse than death, and pay for her daughter's life!

Mo Youyou came to the study with his father Mo Sheng, and stood quietly in front of the desk waiting for Mo Sheng to speak. Soon, Mo turned around angrily and stared at Mo Youyou,

"Youyou, did you do it on purpose just now?"

Mo Youyou shook his head blankly, "Daddy, I don't."

"No? I'm not in the mansion these days, what have you done? En?"

Mo Youyou raised her eyes and looked curiously at the so-called father in front of her. Yue'er said that this man doted on Miss Jiu very much, and he relied on her in everything. Although he was not welcomed by other ladies and aunts in the house, this old man gave almost all his love to Miss Jiu.

But looking at Mo Sheng now, why does Mo Youyou feel that this love seems not so simple? If he really loved her, why would he question her in such an attitude?

Mo Youyou thought for a moment, then replied: "You didn't do anything, just stayed in the mansion obediently."

"Then what happened when you went to Prince Jing's Mansion?"

"Daddy, you were thrown into a cesspool by someone inexplicably a few days ago and almost drowned. I found out later that it was because of the design of King Xiang and Fourth Sister. Because you are not in the mansion, and you have no one to rely on, I am worried. I was framed again, so I went to Lanyuan to ask my second sister to intercede. But the second sister threw you into her hot spring. If King Rijing hadn't come to deliver a decree to save you, I'm afraid now..."

Saying that, Mo Youyou wiped away tears, and looked at Mo Sheng with aggrieved eyes. Seeing Mo Sheng staring at him suspiciously, Mo Youyou said sadly:

"Daddy, you are not here. You listened to the villain's slander and doubted you. Now that you have told you what happened, you question it. Don't you believe me? If you don't believe me, you can ask King Jing. love me……"

Mo Sheng really didn't believe Mo Youyou's words. After all, the two daughters were injured to varying degrees, but this daughter stood in front of him intact. If it wasn't for their Mo mansion, how could he have swallowed his anger to raise his daughter for so many years for others, and let her run amok in this mansion! Thinking of those past events, a trace of fear appeared in Mo Sheng's eyes.

His dyer was already dead, nothing could save her, and this daughter couldn't be hurt. Thinking of the thousands of lives in Mo's house, Mo Sheng had no choice but to bear it, sighed, and didn't pursue the matter any more. Thinking of the imperial decree Mo Youyou said just now, he asked:

"Youyou, you just said that there was a decree from the palace?"

Mo Youyou widened his eyes and nodded, "Well, the imperial decree said that after I got married with King Xiang, I would choose a day to go to the palace to learn the rules from my mother. But now that King Xiang and I have canceled our engagement, I don't think I need to go to the palace. Yes. Thanks to the care of King Jing for the past two days, Youyou was able to safely support you until Daddy came back."

Mo Sheng frowned helplessly, this time he came back only to attend the palace banquet, and moreover, to give San Yiniang a title. She followed him at the age of sixteen, gave birth to two sensible and well-behaved daughters for him, and managed the General Mo's mansion in an orderly manner. The title of wife of the general's mansion should have been given to her long ago.

Seeing Mo Youyou's innocent expression, Mo Sheng didn't want to worry about it any more. He reminded: "After Ran'er is buried in these two days, Daddy will go to the palace to ask. It's good to learn the rules, and you won't Because you don’t know the rules, you’re in trouble. Okay, let’s step down first!”

Mo Youyou blessed Fushen, "Yes, Daddy."

"Wait," Mo Youyou just turned around and was about to leave when he heard Mo Sheng's voice, "Don't go to Ran'er's mourning hall, as long as you have this heart. Stay in your Xiangyuan obediently , wait for this matter to pass before making plans.”

Mo Youyou sneered, it would be better not to go, it would be bad luck to think about going to a woman who plots against her all day long to mourn her. After a pause, she opened the door and quickly left Mo Sheng's study.

In the North Garden of Prince Jing's Mansion, Wushang stood outside the study and reported: "My lord, Miss Jiu has been delivered safely."

He Lianyi, who was painting, heard Wushang's words, paused for a moment with the pen in his hand, glanced at the painting in front of him with deep eyes, lowered his head, and continued to write and draw on the paper.

Wushang didn't know why, so he stood blankly outside the door waiting for the master to speak. Soon, He Lianyi's icy voice came, "Send a message to Falcon, asking him to come back overnight. This king has important arrangements for him."

"Yes. My lord."

After Wushang left, He Lianyi was fascinated by the painting in front of him. In the painting, there was a playful woman dressed in white clothes Shengxue, her hand pushed aside the curtain, the corners of her mouth slightly curled up, and her bright eyes stared out of the carriage.

After a long time, he murmured softly, "Mo Youyou, who are you?"

After carefully putting away the painting, he slowly got up and walked to the library, and stretched out his hand to pull out some bamboo slips inside. Suddenly, there was a movement in the library, and it quickly turned slowly. He Lianyi picked up the scroll and left Enter the secret room, wait for him to enter, and the library slowly closes again.

In Xiangyuan of General Mo's Mansion, Mo Youyou and Xiang'er stood outside her dormitory looking at the dilapidated house with disgust, one hand resting on her chin, and her clear eyes kept rolling.

After a while, she said to Yue'er behind her, "Why don't we go to Mo Ran's hospital?"

After hearing Mo Youyou's words, Yue'er glanced around in fright, and whispered in Mo Youyou's ear: "Miss, Fourth Miss just passed away, isn't that bad?"

Mo Youyou disapproved, "What's wrong? She occupied such a good house before she was alive. Look at where we live. Does this look like a place where a lady from a general's mansion lives? He also said that Daddy loves me the most. Look at that roof!"

Saying that, Mo Youyou pointed to the roof for Yue'er to see for herself. Yue'er slightly raised her eyebrows, she lived with Miss in this Xiangyuan for more than ten years. She also mentioned in front of the lady before that the house is too dilapidated, and every rainy season, the bedroom will leak. But the young lady didn't care about it at the time, and said that she was content to live there.

Now, looking at this dilapidated dormitory, and taking another look at Mo Youyou next to her, Yue'er always feels that Miss Nine is no longer Miss Nine of Mo's residence.