Secret agent crossing: Overbearing prince's favorite concubine

Chapter 15 Zhiyan Enters the Palace
"What are you all doing here?" Apparently Mo Hong also heard the scream, he glanced around the crowd, and the servant girls immediately dispersed.

Mo Hong frowned, with an inexplicable bad premonition in his heart, he slowly opened the door, and was almost overwhelmed by the scene inside!
Mo Qingli looked in through the gap in the door, and saw that Mo Zhiyan was holding on to the quilt tightly, and on her bare arms were the red marks of love just now. It was Jun Yuqing who showed more than half of his chest.

Jun Yuqing's face was livid, he knew that he was plotted by Mo Zhiyan, but Mo Zhiyan couldn't plan this matter by himself, so he glanced at Mo Hong with deep eyes.

Mo Hong's back felt cold, he knelt down trembling, and said, "The emperor calms down... I really didn't know that this kind of thing would happen..."

Jun Yuqing was so angry that his brows were twitching. He put on his clothes, glanced coldly at Mo Zhiyan, who was crying with rain, and said: "Tomorrow, I will send someone to pick you up into the palace."

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and left Mofu, not even paying attention to Mo Hong who was kneeling on the ground.Jun Shecang didn't stay too long, and left with Jun Yuqing.

At this time, Mo Zhiyan's sobs gradually subsided, she wiped away her tears, but suddenly looked at Mo Qingli.

Mo Qingli was startled, her eyes were like spitting poison, as if she wanted to cut herself into pieces.

She saw Cai Mohong's reaction clearly just now, it didn't seem to be a fake, obviously he didn't know about it, and this time he was blamed.

After both of them walked away, Mo Hong had a sullen face, his face was full of signs before the storm, he walked up to Mo Zhiyan who had wiped away his tears and was extremely calm at the moment, gritted his teeth and said, "Zhiyan, this Is it your idea?"

Originally, Mo Hong just wanted Mo Zhiyan to try his luck. It would be better if the emperor liked it, but it doesn't matter if he doesn't like it, how could he think that Mo Zhiyan would come up with such a dirty trick!

As long as he thinks that the emperor must think that this is his idea, endless anger rises in his chest!

"Father, I don't understand what you are talking about." Mo Zhiyan raised her head, her face was stable, her dark eyes were full of calm.

Mo Qingli suddenly realized that Mo Zhiyan was no longer the Mo Zhiyan she always was.

Not long after Jun Yuqing returned to the palace, the auspicious time calculated by Qintian came soon, and Mo Hong repeatedly warned Mo Qingli to stay at home and embroider the wedding dress.

In the early morning of the next day, the eunuch sent by the palace was waiting outside, with his nostrils upturned, he looked down upon Mo Zhiyan who had resorted to tricks to climb onto the bed.

Mo Zhiyan doesn't care at all, she only cares about being able to enter the palace and be able to step Mo Qingli on the soles of her feet!
"Please wait a moment."

The eunuch who came was a celebrity in front of the emperor, and Mo Hong had to be more polite. He stuffed a kit, and the eunuch weighed the weight, then nodded with a smile on his face, and said, "Let's go and have a look elsewhere, I don't know. Is there any tea here?"

Saying that, the eunuch walked away slowly.

Mo Hong returned to the hall with a tired look on his face. He waved his hand and someone brought some big boxes to him.

Mo Qingli suddenly thought of something, and a sneer appeared on her lips.

"Zhiyan, this is... a dowry for you. The palace is no better than your home. It's a place where people cannibalize." Mo Hong rubbed his brows, deliberately ambiguous the word Song.

After taking a cursory look at those large boxes, he knew that they were expensive, and the coldness on Mo Qingli's face deepened.

Mo Zhiyan didn't speak, but she shed tears, she choked up, but the words she said were very clear: "Father, don't blame me for making opinions, my daughter will strive for success in the palace, and if she is favored, she will definitely help her." How much is father!"

Mo Hong nodded in satisfaction.

Mo Qingli sneered, what a scene of a loving father and daughter being filial.

"Father, I have a question." Mo Qingli's voice suddenly sounded in the hall.

Mo Hong glanced at this daughter whom he could not see through more and more, "What?"

"I remember that when I was young, my mother's most precious carved mica screen was vaguely seen in my sister's dowry." Mo Qingli seemed to be really troubled. Are people puzzled?"

Mo Hong's eyes widened, and he looked at the screen. Before he could speak, he heard Mo Qingli continue: "I still remember my mother once gave me a piece of jade pendant of excellent quality, and I couldn't put it down to play with it. Coincidentally, I actually Saw it here again."

The anger in Mo Zhiyan's chest rose immediately, she stepped forward, put the two things Mo Qingli said heavily on the table, and said, "Mo Qingli! Don't push yourself too hard! Why is it yours once you say it?"

Mo Hong raised his hand, frowned and said, "Zhiyan is about to enter the palace, Qingli, don't mess around."

Mo Qingli showed sarcasm, and Qing Qihong sarcastically said: "That's right, of course you have to keep the things that Mrs. Song has worked so hard to conceal, and think about others when you see things?"

As soon as the Song family was mentioned, Mo Hong's face darkened, and Mo Zhiyan was about to say something, but Mo Hong suddenly shouted angrily: "Enough!"

He walked over and didn't know what he took, and turned around and handed it to Mo Qingli, with a low voice that implied anger: "These are the shops your mother once left behind, you can keep them for now, in a few days When you marry to the palace, you will naturally have your dowry, and there will be no less."

"Father!" Mo Zhiyan yelled, those shops were taken care of by Mrs. Song before, and they were already her own thing in her heart, now she just watched the shops fly into Mo Qingli's pocket, anxious He kept yelling, "Father! That's mother's thing!"

It doesn't matter if Mo Zhiyan didn't mention the Song family, Mo Hong's expression became more gloomy when he mentioned it, he waved his sleeves and roared angrily, "I'll distribute these things!"

He strode forward, picked and picked, at least he handed over to Mo Qingli what belonged to Murongyan in the past.There are very few things left from the Song family, so naturally they are not as valuable as Murong Yan's.

"Master Mo, I wonder if my lord is ready?" The eunuch wandered around twice, and finally got a little impatient, so he came over to check.

Mo Hong calmed down the anger in his chest, nodded and said: "The little girl is ready, and I will trouble my father-in-law a lot in the future."

Mo Zhiyan sat on the small sedan chair that came from the palace with a resentful look at Mo Qingli, and the sedan chair swayed farther and farther away. Mo Qingli stared at Mo Qingli coldly for a while, then stopped paying attention.

She glanced at the box made of mahogany in her hand. There were several land deeds, shop deeds and deeds of sale in the box. She pursed her lips and said that she had something to do in the next day.

Mo Qingli held the stack of contracts, flipped through them for a while, and said, "Mu Jin, follow me out."

market.

In a shop with a broken signboard, the word winery can be vaguely seen on the signboard.

Mo Qingli stood under the plaque, the sun shone on her face, making her face extremely delicate.

"Hey, where is this girl from? She's a bit unfamiliar." Before Mo Qingli stepped into the shop, a clerk hurried out of the shop. The clerk stroked his chin and looked Mo Qingli up and down. Show obscenity.

Mo Qingli glanced at him coldly, and asked, "Are you a guy in this shop?"

"The girl is here to buy wine? Unfortunately, the store is out of stock, but if you come for fun, I can still accompany you." The guy smiled and reached out to put his hand on Mo Qingli's shoulder.

Before his hand came close, Mo Qingli suddenly reached out and pinched one of his fingers. The slippery touch made his heart tremble, and then, a sharp pain hit him, and he screamed.

Mo Qingli pinched his fingers, her face frosty, the guy was sweating coldly on his forehead, but he still didn't beg for mercy: "Do you know where this is? This is the territory of Mofu!"

Mo Qingli didn't seem to hear, she put in a little more strength, but the clerk couldn't bear it, and kept begging for mercy.

Mo Qingli slowly let go of his hand, squinted his eyes, and there was a cold light in his eyes.

As soon as the guy was free, he immediately held his finger and said harshly: "You! You wait, I'll call our shopkeeper, you will die when the shopkeeper comes!"

With that said, the guy went to the backyard.Mu Jin quickly moved over to a chair and wiped it for Mo Qingli, and Mo Qingli sat down, picked up the teacup and played with it leisurely.

Not long after, a middle-aged man in green clothes and a beard walked over in a hurry. Behind him was a crowd of black and white people, all of whom were menacing.

"Couldn't this girl come here to make trouble today?" The middle-aged man stroked his beard, and he was quite imposing.

Mo Qingli didn't want to lift her eyelids, so she took out some thin paper.

"Snapped!"

The tissue paper was slapped heavily on the table, and the guy leaned his head to take a look, and saw the words "Deed of Sale", his eyes went dark, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

The shopkeeper glanced at it lightly before he realized it.

"Hey, I don't know what's the purpose of my little master coming here?" The shopkeeper's surname is Liu, and he has worked under the Song family for many years. Even though the Song family is dead, he can't change his habits.

Mo Qingli didn't even look at the shopkeeper, she slowly picked out a thin piece of paper with her slender fingers, glanced at it, and said, "Liu Shoucai?"

Shopkeeper Liu frowned, but he was much calmer than that young man. He bent over and said, "Yes, little master, what do you want to order?"

"I vaguely saw the word winery on the plaque." Mo Qingli smiled dangerously, she squinted her eyes, and her eyes were full of cold light: "Why are you still driving out today?"

The clerk's legs were shaking like chaff, he almost knelt down, but was supported by Shopkeeper Liu.

"Little master, what's the matter? The economy has been depressed recently, so where are the guests?" Shopkeeper Liu looked indifferent, calling him master but he didn't regard Mo Qingli as his master at all.

"Is the account book from previous years still there?" Mo Qingli smiled softly, but her eyes were fixed on shopkeeper Liu, and her aura was not inferior to shopkeeper Liu at all.

(End of this chapter)