stocking the prince to death

Chapter 179: Miss Fengwu 5
next day
Not surprisingly, the rouge intoxication has reached an unprecedented height this day.

Yan Yuge put the account book in front of Mo Qi, Mo Qi looked at the number and raised his eyebrows, "Just last night, 10 taels of gold?"

Yan Yuge couldn't restrain his excitement even though he was reserved, "Yes, master."

Mo Qi sighed, "If it wasn't for that dead old woman Wu Hui, I really wouldn't be able to earn so much!"

Miss Hui is a Qing girl, she only does art, but the faint feeling of last night is the most insane.

In this regard, Mo Qi had to admire her.

"where is she?"

"The deputy cabinet master has always been next door." Yan Yuge secretly looked at Mo Qi's expression, "The deputy cabinet master seems to have been waiting for you for a long time."

"Well, I'm going to see her."

Mo Qi walked out after saying that.

Pushing open the door, Wu Hui happened to be changing clothes.

The clothes were half undone, and the delicate complexion was directly exposed to Mo Qi's eyes.

Mo Qi naturally didn't have the consciousness to avoid it. She looked directly at Wu Hui and whistled.

Embarrassment and anger flashed across Wu Hui's face, "What are you doing here?"

"Aren't you waiting for me?" Mo Qi smiled brightly, "What? The deputy head of the hidden cabinet is not a good person, but why come to Yan Zhizui to be an oiran?"

Apart from Wu Hui's incompatibility with her, Mo Qi still recognized her abilities.

She left the affairs of the secret cabinet like this, and Mo Qi was naturally unwilling.

"I will send another person to Rougezui in three days, so you should stay in the secret pavilion for me!" Mo Qi's tone suddenly became sharp.

Wu Hui raised her head suddenly, her delicate and bright face was full of puzzlement and disappointment, "Why? Why don't you let me stay here?"

"Do you want my Dark Pavilion to be laughed at by others?" Mo Qi sneered, "I won't stop you from what you want to do, but as the Deputy Pavilion Master of the Dark Pavilion, what are you doing openly performing on stage in Rouge Drunk? "

Wu Hui suddenly lowered her head, her fingers trembling slightly, with a bit of pain and despair.

The half-undressed clothes were not put on properly, Mo Qi sighed, and stepped forward to help her fasten the belt, "Wu Hui, I value you very much, I hope you don't ruin yourself like this because of anything."

"What about Yan Yuge and Bai Xiruo?"

Wu Hui sneered, "Why can they do it?"

"Why?" Mo Qi raised her eyebrows, and she pushed Wu Hui against the corner of the wall. She was much taller than many women, so Wu Hui was wrapped in her arms.

"Just because you are the deputy head of the Dark Pavilion, you must put the Dark Pavilion first in everything!"

Wu Hui took a deep breath and said hoarsely, "Do you hate me?"

"Besides your character, I still like other things very much."

Mo Qi smiled, such a witch painting is a bit cute?

"Oh," Wu Hui pushed Mo Qi away, and sneered, "Then why don't you be your Heavenly Sage Prince, or your Dark Pavilion Master, what kind of rouge drunk shopkeeper?"

Mo Qi: "..."

Sure enough, this woman was cute for less than three seconds!
Just now I thought this woman was pitiful, but looking at her now she is still too naive.

Wu Hui went straight to the bed, she looked at Mo Qi, "What's the matter? Still not leaving?"

Mo Qi: "..."

"I won't leave Rouge Drunk," Wu Hui raised his chin, "I want to leave unless Rouge Drunk goes bankrupt!"

Mo Qi: "...Forget it, it's up to you!"

She was still at odds with this woman, and she managed to regain a bit of the majesty of the pavilion master, but she was accidentally discouraged...

　Three shifts

　　
　
(End of this chapter)