Genius and calm concubine: Your Majesty, obey obediently

"How is it, is the talk over?" Seeing Mo Yiran coming out, Leng Mo asked eagerly.

"En." The woman nodded lightly, but she felt that someone was staring at her closely. She scanned Wangyue Tower, but found no suspicious person. A man named about 19 years old was leaning lazily by the door, his neckline was open, exposing the firm muscles in his chest. Obviously, he was waiting for Meng Luo to come back.

This man definitely has a face that is disastrous to the country and the people, and his peach eyes are very attractive. When he saw Mo Yiran and the others coming, he fixed his eyes on Mo Yiran, but... Mo Yiran couldn't see any lust in his eyes. ingredients.

Until Mo Yiran walked past him, he didn't see any action from him. When they started to go downstairs, he stopped him: "Hey, you..." The voice was dragging, but it couldn't hide its charm.

"Master, are you calling me?" Mo Yiran turned around and asked.

The man nodded and said, "Are you really a man?" It seemed a pity to hear his tone, no wonder...there was no lust in his eyes.

Generally, if a man is suspected of not being a man, he would definitely get angry or lose his temper, but Mo Yiran bent his lips and smiled, and said, "I am naturally a man, so is it possible that the young master thinks that I am a woman?" In front of the man, he touched his strong chest with one hand and said, "We should go in." The voice was so soft that a man's bones would crumble after hearing it.

Only then did the man reluctantly turn his eyes away from Mo Yiran, picked up Mengluo, and entered the room. At the same time, Mo Yiran also turned and went downstairs, but heard a "bang" sound from upstairs, and then It was a woman's reproachful voice that said: "Take it easy."

Mo still shook his head and smiled.

After leaving the Moon 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...been to a brothel before?" At that time, he was blushing with embarrassment, but she seemed to be okay.

"Uh... why did Mr. Leng say that?" This kind of thing is not surprising at all, but seeing the other party lower his head, Mo still understood what he was thinking, so he said: "It's my first time going in too. "

"Really?" Leng Mo didn't seem to believe it, and the second sentence became a sarcasm, and he said, "I hope so too."

"What did you say?" Mo still suspected that he had heard wrong.

"Leng Mo said, as a woman, it's better not to go in and out of that kind of occasion." Leng Mo said in a deep voice, for some reason, when he saw her enter the brothel, he felt panicked.

"Mr. Leng, don't you want to know what I did with Miss Mengluo?" It was really inappropriate to discuss this issue with him, so Mo Yiran quickly changed the subject.

"What are you doing?" Sure enough, Leng Mo raised his head and looked at her with burning eyes.

"Maybe you will know tomorrow." Mo Yiran did not intend to tell him now.

The same goes for Leng Mo, since the other party didn't say anything, he didn't ask any more questions.

On the second day, before Leng Mo woke up, he had already heard the discussions outside the door. When he listened carefully, he realized that they were talking about his master, Prince An Yi.

Leng Motan sat up, quickly got dressed, walked towards the door, went downstairs and grabbed a man by the skirt, and asked: "Who allows you to talk about Prince An Yi here?"

Under Leng Mo's hands, the man said timidly: "Now everyone in the entire imperial capital knows about Prince An Yi. In the morning, some people spread rumors that Prince An Yi has rare goods to live in."

Strange goods to live in?Leng Mo murmured, then let go of the hand that was holding the man's skirt, ran up to his arms, and knocked on the door of Mo Yiran's room.

"Please come in." The woman replied calmly.

Leng Mo pushed the door open, bringing with him a sense of murder, and asked in a cold voice: "You let Mengluo spread the rumors?" Before Mo Yiran could answer, he said again: "You know, this will make the prince Disgraceful!"

"Losing face?" Mo Yiran sneered, and said: "Could it be that Prince An Yi was forgotten by the people of Xue Ji Dynasty, and no one remembered the pain of being sent to Xi Ye Kingdom as a hostage anymore, so he has face? Do you know that this is called deception? Do you think that the shame that Prince An Yi suffered in the past is forgotten by others, and the shame of Prince An Yi is gone?"

Quiet, anything but quiet, still quiet.

Mo Yiran also calmed down at this time, and said: "I know that you are loyal to Prince An Yi, but if you want him to return to the Xueji Dynasty smoothly, the process...is very hard."

"What do you mean by rare goods?" Finally, Leng Mo said it coldly.

Mo Yiran looked up at him, motioned him to sit down, and said: "Once upon a time, there was a man named Lu Buwei, who was from the Wei state at the end of the Warring States period. , he used the "exotic goods to live in" to help the young master and other people, and later helped the young master and other people to ascend to the throne of God." Mo Yiran gave a rough idea, presumably there will be no 5000-year history of China in the history here.

"The strange goods are the items you refer to?" Leng Mo frowned, and said: "Your lady 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! Such as gold, silver and jewelry, such as a city, and heavy things such as mountains and rivers."

"You!" Leng Mo was choked and speechless.

"Lu Buwei's strange goods refer to material goods, and mine refers to Prince An Yi. In this way, Prince An Yi's reputation in the Xueji Dynasty will be huge, and his value will naturally be raised. His Majesty Xueji will welcome Prince An Yi back. The Xueji Dynasty will happen sooner or later. Patience is only temporary." Mo Yiran stood up and said loudly: "A man will do something and not do it." Her voice was sonorous and powerful.

"Miss wants to use this method to save the prince back to the Xueji Dynasty, 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."

"If you don't tell me, how would I know?" She only found out that after the death of Yin Tianyi's mother concubine Concubine Liu, Yin Tianyi's status was completely different from before. Could there be something hidden behind Concubine Liu's death?

"It's nothing." Leng Mo knew that his emotions were out of control, so he quickly covered up his emotions, and said, "Prince An Yi doesn't have any backing in the Xueji Dynasty. This is a flaw."

"It's not difficult, I will arrange all of this, you don't have to worry." Knowing that the other party was worried about Yin Tianyi, Mo Yiran naturally wouldn't take his rudeness just now to heart.