The princess who mistakenly provoked the prince asked to divorce her husband

Chapter 47
"Miss Mo, don't you know? The Oiran Competition is held on the Laba Festival every year. It is a feast that almost all women yearn for. It is a competition of piano, singing and talent. The woman with the most supporters will win the first prize. For the past two years, Ms. Dong has won the laurel crown." After Shuluo finished speaking, she was puzzled, this is a grand event known to all the girls in Xia Kingdom, and judging by Mo Ziyuan's dress, she should have a good status, but she actually have no idea.

When Mo Ziyuan heard this, her face beamed with joy, and she encouraged her: "So, isn't this year's Oiran Competition just a few days away? Miss Shuluo can also give it a try!"

Shu Luo was taken aback, and whispered: "Miss Mo, the Oiran Contest has been held twice in our country of Xia, and all the ladies from famous families and rich ladies want to shine on that day. Dong Jingxuan, even the other three Huadans in Huachuanfang can't compete."

Mo Ziyuan patted her chest, and said with a look of full breasts: "Who said it can't be done? I can help you!"

Shu Luo froze for a moment, her eyebrows frowned slightly, her starry eyes were hazy, and she hesitated to speak. Although Miss Mo was her savior and was very warm-hearted, this oiran contest is not a trifling matter, and besides, she is not very old. I'm afraid it's as difficult as reaching the sky.

Seeing her looking forward and backward, Mo Ziyuan immediately pressed her shoulders, and said happily: "Miss Shuluo, you can rest assured, since the heartbroken man said so, we must win this oiran and give him a few favors." Street, when the time comes, let him regret it!"

Shuluo still felt unconfident, and said hesitantly: "But Miss Mo, Shuluo's talent is only mediocre! There is nothing outstanding!"

"Miss Shuluo, don't worry, since my sister said yes, I will do it!" Lan Yang took over the words, since she saw Mo Ziyuan easily won the leader of the poetry club, she absolutely believed any fairy tales her sister said.

"It's such a happy decision! Miss Shuluo, it's getting late tonight, I'll discuss it with you tomorrow, and Zi Yuan will take my leave first." Mo Ziyuan said calmly, confident of winning.

Seeing Mo Ziyuan being so righteous, Shuluo slightly raised a hopeful smile, "Miss Mo, why did you help me?"

"Save people to the end, send the Buddha to the west!" Mo Ziyuan waved her hand, cast a bright smile on her face, and disappeared into the night.

After Mo Ziyuan and the others left, Bao'er asked suspiciously: "Miss, Miss Mo's behavior is a little different from ordinary people, can you believe her words?"

Shu Luo frowned and said: "I don't know this girl before, she doesn't need to lie to me, and what can she get from me? I think she is just a warm-hearted girl."

Just after Haishi, Mo Ziyuan, Lan Yang, and Qing Ruo sneaked into the palace under the cover of night. With Big Brother Lu's token, this huge Prince Rui's palace is really like entering no one's land.

After the three of them waved goodbye, Mo Ziyuan tiptoed back to the room.

A large character was laid out, lying on the soft and comfortable bed, suddenly I felt that my hand touched an unknown object, soft and hot, like...

Mo Ziyuan sat up abruptly, and was about to shout out, when she suddenly covered her slightly parted lips with one hand, thinking that she had encountered a flower picker, so she opened her mouth and bit her lips fiercely.

In the darkness, the man cried out in pain, and then said angrily: "Let go, it's me!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Mo Ziyuan loosened her teeth, and then asked, "You...why are you here?"

Prince Rui let go of his hands lazily, folded his arms and squinted at her, "I heard that a certain person gave up on himself and kicked his knee because this king favored her woman. This king is here to deliver medicine!"

(End of this chapter)