What happened to me, why did things develop like this. He obviously believed her! Why do I have to say that. There was a slight pain on Feng Chenling's face, but he was as stubborn as him, he didn't open his mouth to call Mo Qingli who was walking away.
Instead, he stubbornly bit his lip, not letting himself cry out, until Mo Qingli had completely disappeared from his sight, and he couldn't help crying bitterly.
"Princess." Yueyao saw Mo Qingli coming out, and hurried to meet her, seeing Mo Qingli's cold appearance, Yueyao couldn't help shivering again, it seems that just now Lord Fengfang offended the princess.
"Let's go to the market." Mo Qingli strode forward without looking back.
I thought it would be a good choice for Feng Qingjue to leave like this, but... he was accused of provoking the two countries by someone with a heart, so he might have a very difficult way back home.
Presumably, that woman also has ulterior motives.
Originally thinking that this kind of thing happened to Feng Qingjue, Feng Chenling must be very sad. While Mo Qingli went to comfort Feng Chenling, he also learned about the details of what happened yesterday, but he didn't expect Feng Chenling to suspect that she did everything ! ! As a result, they broke up so unhappy.
Yue Yao silently followed behind Mo Qingli, knowing that at this time, she had better shut up, otherwise she was not sure if the princess would take her anger directly on her.
Because, the current princess looks really scary.
Mo Qingli came to the largest restaurant in the imperial city, Yueyao hurriedly called the shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper, give our lady a good private seat."
"No need," said Mo Qingli, then raised her legs and walked towards the second floor. She briefly looked around the hall on the second floor. People said that there were not too many, and there were not too many people, which was exactly in line with Mo Qingli's thinking.
There are too many people on the first floor, and there are many people. The second floor is relatively elegant, but the gossiping habits of men and women will not change because of their status.
Mo Qingli found a seat by the window and sat down, Yueyao stood beside Mo Qingli. The shopkeeper looked at Mo Qingli from afar and didn't dare to approach him. He didn't know Mo Qingli's identity, but the innate breath of death on Mo Qingli's body made it difficult for mortals like the shopkeeper to approach.
"Yueyao, sit down." Seeing Yueyao standing straight beside her, Mo Qingli frowned and said.
Yue-Yao quickly shook her head, "Princess (Princess)...Miss, I, I'll just stand here."
Mo Qingli tapped the table with her slender knuckles, and her tone was obviously displeased, "Since we are out of the mansion, we are no longer masters and servants. If I tell you to sit, you will sit."
"This..." Yue Yao hesitated, but looked around, there was no table of young masters and young ladies standing next to servants and servants, and there were already several tables of young masters and young ladies all looking towards them, pointing . Gritting her teeth, Yueyao became cruel, and sat down opposite Mo Qingli.
Who cares, just die! Being able to sit at the same table as the princess is worth dying for.
Mo Qingli nodded in satisfaction, and called out to the shopkeeper who was standing far away: "Shopkeeper."
"Here we come." The shopkeeper originally wanted Xiao Er to greet Mo Qingli and the others, but he didn't know that these bastards had long since disappeared, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and came to Mo Qingli and the others' table, and said with a smile: "Miss, what would you like to drink?"
The closer you get, the stronger the breath becomes. The shopkeeper was trembling all over. This master must not be a simple person. With such a strong breath of death, I am afraid it is a general who has just returned from the battlefield!
Mo Qingli saw the shopkeeper's fear, and couldn't help being a little annoyed—just now, he was broken by Fengchen's aura, and he unconsciously released the death aura that belonged to the zombie itself. Yue Yao is used to it, so she feels nothing, but this shopkeeper is different.
After quickly withdrawing the breath around him without any trace, he said: "Come on, let's get a good man's red!"
To say that this man is red is a special drink of the Motian Dynasty. From craftsmanship to selection, this wine is all handled by a man who has not been out of the cabinet and has a good appearance and body, so the wine produced is full of smell. A touch of masculine fragrance. It has attracted countless people to come here admiringly.
But this kind of wine is also extremely expensive.
When the shopkeeper heard this, his face became a little more respectful—in his opinion, he already regarded Mo Qingli as a general who had just returned from battle.
Thinking about it this way, I instantly felt that the breath of death I felt just now was gone. The shopkeeper smiled and recommended a few side dishes to Mo Qingli and the others, and then rushed to give them to Mo Qing in person. Li and the others are ready to go.
Soldiers who fight for the country are always worthy of respect. Without them, the people like them would not have such a comfortable life.
Mo Qingli didn't know the twists and turns in the shopkeeper's heart, but rested his chin on his hand, looked out the window with his eyes, and looked at the people passing by below.
She looks like a bored lady who stays at home and comes out to drink to pass the time.
Everyone then drew their attention back, drank wine with their tablemates, and continued to chat.
"Do you know how the husband of the second princess died?" A woman in green who was not far from Mo Qingli's table asked the woman in blue at the same table.
The woman in blue shook her head, "How did you die?"
The woman in green looked around, and then said to the woman in blue: "I heard that it was the prince of the Fengyang Dynasty who killed it."
"Oh my god!" The woman in blue exclaimed, "There is such a thing."
"Isn't it!" The woman in green looked a little proud that she knew something they didn't know.
"Isn't the husband of the second princess the prince of the Xiaoyao Dynasty?" The woman in blue continued to speak, and asked, "Why did the prince of the Fengyang Dynasty kill him? The two of them can't fight at all!?"
"You don't know that!" The woman in green looked at more and more people around her looking at her, with an imperceptible smile on her face, and continued: "This is the wise man of the Fengyang Dynasty. At the same time, after the prince killed the prince of the Xiaoyao Dynasty, it was reported that it was the second princess who killed it. This would cause the Xiaoyao Dynasty to be dissatisfied with our Motian Dynasty, which would lead to a war. Then... the Fengyang Dynasty can sit back and accept it at this time It's profitable."
Everyone exclaimed in surprise—Oh my god, there is such a thing! That Fengyang Dynasty is really too insidious.
However, someone asked, "How did you know such a confidential matter?"
"Yes, how did you know?" Everyone looked at the woman in green who had just spoken in doubt.
The woman in green picked up the wine on the table, took a sip, and continued: "Isn't the sixth princess going to marry the prince of the Fengyang Dynasty soon, who knows that prince hates the sixth princess very much."
Everyone nodded when they heard the words—that idiot Sixth Princess, anyone who saw her would hate it.
"Then the prince thought that since the mission of coming to the Motian Dynasty was completed, he found a random woman, and slept with that woman in front of the sixth princess." The woman in green continued.
"Pfft..."
Hearing this, everyone spit out the wine before they swallowed it—this is so strong, it exploded!
"The sixth princess is wearing such a green hat, can she still sit down! Naturally, the prince of the Fengyang Dynasty will be sent back to the country." The woman in green winked at the woman in blue. , got up and left.
The sweat on Yue-Yao's forehead was like a waterfall, flowing straight and frighteningly. She raised her head and took a sneak peek at Mo Qingli, seeing that Mo Qingli's face was still calm, Yue-Yao's heart trembled more and more.
This is the calm before the storm!
"Yueyao." Mo Qingli called out.
Yueyao who heard the words stood up immediately, looked at Mo Qingli and said solemnly: "Princess, don't worry, Yueyao knows what to do. I will immediately send people to arrest these rumor spreaders."
"No need," Mo Qingli looked at the people coming and going below the restaurant, the green and blue appeared in her eyes, she said lightly: "Follow those two people closely, they have problems."
Yueyao was surprised by Mo Qingli's calm attitude, after another thought, the rumors are not true after all, and one day, the rumors will be self-defeating. And the most important thing now is to catch those who spread rumors.
Thinking of this, Yue Yao followed Mo Qingli's gaze and looked down, rubbing her palms, "Princess, don't worry, I will definitely catch them two."
Mo Qingli rubbed the center of her brows, looking a little helpless, "Follow the two of them, and report to me after watching their next actions."
Yueyao understood Mo Qingli's dialect in an instant. I couldn't help but increase Mo Qingli's image a little bit - the princess is smart.
Then, he quickly chased after the two women.
While Mo Qingli was sitting, tasting the man'erhong, eating side dishes, enjoying this rare comfort.
The people in the restaurant changed from batch to batch, but each batch could learn the stories about the sixth princess wearing a cuckold from the previous batch of people.
Mo Qingli turned a deaf ear to this. The purpose of her coming here was to find out where the source of the matter came from. She did not expect that she was lucky, and found two suspicious people as soon as she came.
I just hope that those two people are the ones I'm looking for.
It wasn't until the restaurant was about to close that Yue-Yao arrived late.
"How is it?" Mo Qingli said softly, sipping the already consigned wine.
"Back to the princess, those two women are the instigators of spreading rumors everywhere. I have already sent people to capture them and lock them into the dungeon in the mansion." Yue Yao said from the side.
Mo Qingli drank the last drop of wine before calling the shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper, bring me three more jars of wine. Pack it up and take it away."
"okay."
Yueyao was holding the wine Mo Qingli wanted in her arms, and for a moment, she actually felt that the princess was waiting for her here just to let her help the princess bring the wine back home.
Mo Qingli looked at Yueyao who was following in disgust, "Hurry up, it's too slow!"
Yueyao: - -!