The Cold Prince Dotes On His Wild Wife Chapter 38

Chapter 38: Impersonating Lily, a.s.sa.s.sinating Xiao Lin (1)

Immediately, the crowd surged, and Helian Yi quickly retracted his gaze. If he did not know that the woman was Mo Youyou, he would have regarded her as Lily. But Lily's eyes were not as bright and clear as hers.

Everyone watched as Mo Youyou slowly walked to the first floor of the pavilion and sat down. A snow-white muslin cloth covered the pergola while a vermillion curtain hung around its center.

A gust of wind blew through the window, causing the veil to flutter. The bead curtain collided, emitting a crisp sound.

Mo Youyou's black hair fluttered in the wind with her veil slightly raised, revealing her incredibly beautiful appearance.

In front of her was the long-lost Phoenix Tail Zither. Mo Youyou slightly lowered her head, her thick eyelashes covering her eyes. She glanced at the zither in front of her and thought, "What beautiful zither!"

Mo Youyou could not help but stroke the strings of the zither, her slender fingers tenderly moving up and down. Her movements were graceful and charming, and the sound of the zither was melodious and soothing.

It was a tune they haven't heard before. As Mo Youyou struck the zither notes, the several hundred people seemed to fall in a trance.

As Helian Yi listened to Mo Youyou play the tune, the dim light in his eyes grew dimmer and dimmer, as a strange feeling spread out from the bottom of his heart. At that moment, he regretted using Mo Youyou to a.s.sa.s.sinate Xiao Lin!

Mo Youyou did not bother to see their expressions. Although she was an a.s.sa.s.sin back in the modern world, she had an extreme interest in art and war.

She carefully fiddled with the strings of the zither, immersed herself in the zither music, and recalled her favorite tune, Chrysanthemum Flowers.

The steward, who got caught up in the middle of the crowd, took the opportunity to escape and curiously looked towards Mo Youyou's direction. He frowned and thought, "What is Miss Lily doing? She had just sent a maid to deliver her message, and now she suddenly appears right in front of everyone. Was she trying to put on a surprise for them? But, there was no need for that! Bah! Forget it! As long as she came! Otherwise, this man would truly find it hard to explain to everyone and take their blame!"

Seeing that, he spoke loudly: "Everyone, since Miss Lily is here, then please follow the rules of previous years, we will calculate by the hour and Miss Lily has only two hours …"

Before he could finish his sentence, a customer who was familiar with the procedure suddenly shouted, "I bid 500,000 gold!"

Mo Youyou heard the shout, and the sound of the zither suddenly stopped, returning her to reality. Everyone below the stage thought that Miss Lily was not satisfied with the price, so one of them suddenly stood up and shouted: "Six hundred thousand!"

The "six hundred thousand" pulled Mo Youyou back from her thoughts and continued to play the zither, quietly listening to them bid. However, her heart could not calm down at the moment.

These men only wanted to stay with the beautiful woman, so without seeing her appearance, they relied upon their imaginations that Lily was a beauty that could topple cities and topple nations, and even gave her the t.i.tle of a fairy.

It was as if this was the era of looking at faces. It was simply heaven-defying! A live broadcast of an internet celebrity would only cost a few hundred thousand yuan! Who would have thought that earning money would be simple in ancient times! They effortlessly drop a hundred silver taels!

Very soon, another person shouted, "Seven hundred thousand!"

"Eight hundred thousand!"

Hearing the figure getting higher for each shout, Mo Youyou became utterly amazed by Lily.

Until someone shouted, "My Young Master bids 10 million!"

Below the stage, there was a wave of sighs. Ten million silver taels, if placed in an ordinary citizen's home, it would be more than enough for them to eat until the end of their lives!

Mo Youyou was curious, and just as she was about to look back, she received Helian Yi's cold gaze, and her heart tightened:

"Could it be that the young master who bid for me is the Xiao Lin that Wu Shang wants me to kill?"

Caressing the Zither, Wu Shang nodded at her, and Mo Youyou opened her mouth. A silver-bell like voice sounded. It was very pleasing to hear.

Your tears, weak and bruised,

The pale crescent of the moon hooks into the past

The night was too long, and it condensed into frost

Who is it cold and despaired in the attic

…….

Your smile has turned yellow from the broken chrysanthemum

Flowers fell, my heart is quietly lying in the north wind

In the middle of the night, waiting for your shadow,

I was left alone in the promised lake

After the song ended, some people in the audience covered their faces and shed some tears, while the others had eyes full of sadness.

Helian Yi and Xiao Zhai looked at Mo Youyou's somewhat dull eyes, which was entirely different from her usual look.

Mo Youyou was also very curious, why was it that after she finished singing this song, she couldn't control her own body…?

She suddenly opened her eyes wide. Could it be that the real Mo Youyou was still alive?

This scary thought suddenly popped up in her mind, causing Mo Youyou to jump in fright.

She abruptly sat up, lifted her skirt, and ran to the direction of Helian Yi, who was on the third floor. If the Ninth Miss was not dead, her soul is probably squeezing it out of her body! If that was the case, then she had to get a body that's suitable for her.

Seeing her run, the man who called out the price of ten million, suddenly moved to blocked Mo Youyou's path,

"The Young Master is waiting for you upstairs."

Mo Youyou said in a bad mood. "Out of the way!"

"Miss Lily, we have already paid for you. During this time, your freedom is not up to you! Please!"

Mo Youyou glanced at Helian Yi from the corner of her eyes. Seeing that he was still not doing anything, she recalled Wu Shang's words and their purpose for the day, and could only give up. Following the man up to the third floor, they entered the "cold" private room.

Xiao Zhai looked at the door that was slowly closing and asked Helian Yi, who was beside him. "Will Miss Mo be alright?"

Helian Yi cast a cold glance at Xiao Zhai. "What do you think?" After he spoke, he peered down, and asked Wu Shang who was behind him, "You've already given it to her?"

Wu Shang replied, "Yes, Your Highness. But..."

"Speak!"

"Ninth Miss took advantage of the situation and stole something from me in exchange."

"What is it?"

"The Manor's order badge!"

When he heard Wu Shang's words, Helian Yi clenched his fists tightly. He knew that she would not agree to his request so effortlessly! Why does she want the Manor's order badge? Does she want to take the opportunity to slip out?

If she knew that the person who tried to a.s.sa.s.sinate them yesterday was from the Mo Residence, would she still remember his order badge? Would she still consider sneaking out of the Manor?

Taking a deep breath, Helian Yi turned around and returned to the private room. He sat opposite to Xiao Zhai and listened to the movements in the room next door.

The customers standing in the lobby of the first floor looked in the direction of the third floor with some regrets. They couldn't help but sigh.

They had waited for Lily to arrive with great difficulty, but in the blink of an eye, she got requested into the private room on the third floor.

If it was just a somebody, they would have already complained to the shopkeeper and demanded some explanation. However, Lily was on the third floor, and those who could stay on the third floor were either n.o.bles or royalty.

Mo Youyou stood alone in the "cold" room when the door suddenly opened. She immediately turned towards the door, only to see a tall figure blocking her view.

She looked up and saw a man covered in fine silk with a golden dragon dancing in the wind embroidered on the side of his robe. An excellent white jade hung around his waist, and his slender hands held a folding fan.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly. Under his sharp eyebrows was a pair of dark orbs that could make chills run down people's back.

Mo Youyou looked at his handsome face that seemed to be smiling yet not smiling, and thought to herself: "This should be the Xiao Lin that Wu Shang was talking about, right?"

Upon seeing this, she hurriedly bowed, "Young Master."

Xiao Lin walked forward and closed his fan, then propped a hand at Mo Youyou's lower jaw, forcing her to look up.

"Young Master, you're hurting me." Mo Youyou's delicate voice came out.

Xiao Lin was startled. He retracted the fan in his hand and smiled at Mo Youyou: "Miss Lily, it's been a year since we last met. Have you not forgotten this one?"

"How could Lily forget about Young Master?"

Xiao Lin glanced at Mo Youyou and laughed sinisterly, indicating her to sit with him. Mo Youyou understood, and picked up the wine pot on the table, pouring him a cup of wine and placed it in front of Xiao Lin. "I apologize to the young master! Lily was negligent. Lily shall drink to you first as a sign of respect."

Mo Youyou raised her head and drank it all, then poured another cup for Xiao Lin and pa.s.sed it to him. Seeing Xiao Lin staring at the wine cup and hesitating, Mo Youyou cursed in her heart, then picked up the wine cup and poured it for Xiao Lin's mouth.

Before she could even touch the wine cup, Xiao Lin's fan had blocked her hand, and his eyes stared coldly at her: "You are not Lily!"

Mo Youyou was startled for a moment, then sneered: "Hehe, young master is so funny, if I am not Lily, how would I dare enter young master's room?"

Xiao Lin took the alcohol from Mo Youyou's hand and looked at her fingers. He had seen Lily's fingers before. Her little finger had a burn mark left after a fire, so she had a string of beads on the back of her hand to hide the burn. However, this woman, although she looked very similar to Lily, her eyes were more intelligent, bright, and pure.