The Cold Prince Dotes On His Wild Wife Chapter 3

Hearing the servant's words, Mo Yan never thought that her own sister would be bullied by someone like Mo Youyou. How could she let it go? Mo Yan seemed to have forgotten the existence of Prince Jing behind her as she hoisted her skirt and followed the servant towards the Orchid Garden.

Seeing that, the guard behind Helian Yi asked: "Your Highness?"

"Follow her!"

Hearing Helian Yi's orders, the guard immediately brought his men to follow. Helian Yi stared at the group of people walking over with a gloomy look, his heart wondering: What the h.e.l.l is Miss Mo doing today!?

In the hot spring in the rear mountains of Orchid Garden, a branch of a large tree was stretched out like an old man's palm. It was supporting itself as it hovered in the air above the hot spring. A woman who looked very similar to Mo Yan was bound the tree branch. Her face was flushed red, and she kept on shouting for help.

The light muslin on Mo Li's body had been taken off by Mo Youyou and hung it on her body. The muslin was thoroughly drenched, and it tightly clung to Mo Youyou's body, revealing her exquisite and beautiful figure to the naked eye.

She leisurely did some backstrokes in the hot spring. As an a.s.sa.s.sin, this was the first time that she had enjoyed a mission. But as she glanced at the dress on her body, her eyes flashing with disdain. No matter how much she looked at it, they resembled an old emperor's clothes. She didn't see the value of it, whether she wore it or not.

Despite all of them being women, no one bothered nor cast their eyes with them. Mo Youyou suddenly raised her head and looked at the hanging beauty.

"Tsk tsk look at that face. It's flashing white and red, you're quite pitiful to look. However, this kind of thing doesn't work on me. I say Mo Li should stop pretending."

Mo Li, who was hung in the air, became fl.u.s.tered and said coldly: "Wretch, just you wait, when my fourth sister invites Prince Jing over, I'd like to see how you're going to explain yourself and how you'd still be able to marry Prince Xiang by then!"

Mo Youyou asked in surprise, "Who is this Prince Xiang? Is he very handsome? Does he have a lot of money? Are his skills so impressive?" Mo Youyou pouted her lips, and continued, "It's not like I was the one who wanted to tie him with me. Why do I even have to curry favor with him? Maybe it's this Prince Xiang who's not letting me go."

Without even thinking about it, Mo Li said straightforwardly: "Prince Xiang's skills are naturally impressive."

"So you're saying, you and Prince Xiang have also been messing around in private?"

"Little b.i.t.c.h, stop talking nonsense!"

Mo Li has really been angered speechless by Mo Youyou. She was very frustrated and thought, 'Why is this little b.i.t.c.h so sharp tongue today? Doesn't she always have that silly look and doesn't like to talk?' It seems like she must be careful in speaking

when Prince Jing comes later so that she wouldn't be caught red-handed by this b.i.t.c.h.

Mo Youyou's lips curled up, her keen eyes glanced at the tree branch that was holding Mo Li, and thought, "Why is Mo Yan not here yet? The tree branch is about to break, and the play would no longer be good."

Just as she was pondering about it, the servant Yue Er ran over.

"Young Miss, The Second Miss is here. Prince Jing's people, they too…"

But before she could finish, she was interrupted by Mo Yan:

"Mo Youyou, let my sister go! You b.i.t.c.h!"

Mo Youyou turned to look in the direction of Mo Yan, she did not expect her to bring a group of men over! However, why did this group of men look so familiar?

After staring blankly for a moment, she suddenly realized that it was the same people that the handsome guy who had given her the imperial edict led. Could it be that the handsome brother came as well?

Mo Youyou took the opportunity to sniff her body's smell. It no longer had that stinky smell! Seeing that the few of them were already getting closer, Mo Youyou quickly grabbed a piece of clothing from the sh.o.r.e and put it on herself.

The corner of her mouth curled into a strange smile. Mo Youyou gave Yue Er a meaningful glance. The servant had a moment of hesitation, but after seeing her own Master's resolute gaze, she could only slowly move to the side of the large tree that hung Mo Li. While no one was paying attention, she loosened a little of the rope binding Mo Li.

Mo Li's body lowered a little. Under the sudden force, the tree branch creaked and with a crisp sound fell into the hot spring along with Mo Li's scream.