The World is Shocked 105. Yao Ji
Both of them were very good at hearing and seeing, and they naturally heard the old man's whispers after walking a few steps. Ye Li glanced at Mo Xiuyao and said with a smile: "Your identity has been discovered, Prince." Mo Xiuyao smiled and said: "Nothing, I used to come here often, but I didn't expect that old man could recognize me." Mo Xiuyao's life can be said to be divided at the age of seventeen. From then on, he was completely different. If you are not familiar with them, it is really difficult to connect the two people together. Ye Li looked down at the flower lantern that she had just painted and still exuded the fragrance of ink, and a faint smile appeared on her lips.
The two of them were holding lanterns, strolling leisurely on the street like many young men and women. Although their good looks and temperament attracted many curious and envious eyes, they were obviously much happier than those in the palace and among the rich and powerful who looked at them with probing and calculating eyes. Ye Li curiously looked at the various small stalls on both sides of the street while walking. The things sold there were not necessarily very good, they were all used by ordinary people. Although they were simple and unadorned, they made people feel closer to nature. Mo Xiuyao smiled and pulled Ye Li to stop in front of a stall selling jewelry, rouge and powder. Naturally, there were no expensive and good things on the small stall. A middle-aged couple setting up a stall also realized that the man and woman in front of them were obviously not ordinary people. Although they might not necessarily think highly of their products, they still tried their best to sell them.
Mo Xiuyao picked up an elegant pearl hairpin and looked at it towards Ye Li, then shook his head and put it back.
A slender jade-like hand picked up the hairpin again, met Mo Xiuyao's eyes, and Ye Li raised her eyebrows and smiled, "What?"
Mo Xiuyao sighed and said, "This hairpin will only be dimmed by Ah Li. Ah Li is more suitable for the most dazzling pearls. A few days ago, I ordered some night-shining pearls from Fenghua Tower. Tomorrow, Ah Li and I will go to see what style you like." Ye Li picked up the plain hairpin in her hand and looked at it, and smiled, "Even if you are not afraid that I will squander your family property, I am afraid that the noble ladies in the capital will kill me with their eyes." The jewelry of Fenghua Tower is famous in the whole Chujing. Even those noble ladies can boast if they can own a few pieces. But others don't know, but Ye Li knows it herself. Since her wedding, almost all the jewelry she has used has been ordered from Fenghua Tower. It was no wonder that even though Ye Li seldom went out and tried to wear low-key jewelry whenever she went out, many people still focused their attention on the jewelry she was wearing.
"If we can spend all our wealth just on a few pieces of jewelry, then we are not wealthy enough." Mo Xiuyao said with a smile, took the hairpin from Ye Li's hand, put it on her hair gently and said softly, "I hope Ah Li gets the best."
Ye Li smiled and said, "What you like is the best. If you don't like it, no matter how good it is, it's worthless."
Mo Xiuyao's eyes flashed with a faint smile, and he asked in a low voice: "So, does Ah Li like it?" Is it just a simple "like"? I don't know if he is talking about this hairpin or something else. Ye Li blushed slightly, turned her head and whispered: "Not bad." After paying the money, the couple who set up the stall said compliments, but they didn't care, holding hands and turned away. As he walked, Mo Xiuyao looked sideways at the woman beside him. The inconspicuous pearl hairpin seemed to shine with a moving luster in the dark hair.
"What's going on over there?" Ye Li looked ahead. There was a lot of noise over there, and most of the people were heading that way. At a glance, she could only see a dense crowd of people. Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Maybe there's something going on. Let's go and see what's going on." He handed the two lanterns to the casual people following behind him, and then he pulled Ye Li towards the crowd. Ye Li looked back at the strange guards carrying the two lanterns, frowned, and said, "I almost forgot. I haven't seen A-Jian since I came back." A-Jian has always been taciturn, and she mostly pushes the wheelchair with an expressionless face beside Mo Xiuyao. Now that Mo Xiuyao's legs are fine, A-Jian seems to have been forgotten.
Mo Xiuyao turned around and smiled, "I asked him to do something else. He has grown up now, and he can't always follow me around as a guard." Ye Li nodded. A'min is the nephew of Steward Mo. Steward Mo worked hard for the palace all his life and had no children. A'min's parents also died for the Ding Palace. It was reasonable for Mo Xiuyao to take extra care of A'min.
After squeezing into the crowd, I saw a stage set up at the corner of the street. The colorful silk made the stage dazzling. There was no one on the stage, but the crowd below was obviously excited. Ye Li looked at the middle-aged man beside him, who was blushing and excited, and asked softly, "What is going on here?" The middle-aged man looked aside and saw a beautiful and extraordinary woman standing beside him. He was stunned, but said with a smile, "Miss Yao Ji, the first prostitute in the capital, will perform a dance here, and she will throw the embroidery ball..." Halfway through, he seemed to remember that the person in front of him was a beautiful woman. The man blushed and became a little vague afterwards. Although he didn't say it clearly, it didn't prevent Ye Li from understanding. Slightly startled, Ye Li turned back to look at Mo Xiuyao in confusion and asked, "Could the Yao Ji he was talking about be the one I know?"
"It seems to be correct." Mo Xiuyao smiled faintly.
Ye Li frowned. Although she had only met Yao Ji twice, she had a good impression of the woman. After all, Yao Ji was not only a dancer but also the owner of the number one Qingchengfang in the capital. Although the dancer was from a lowly family, Yao Ji's wealth was probably not much less than some wealthy businessmen in the capital. Such a woman was obviously not needed at all, whether it was throwing embroidery balls to find a husband or choosing a guest to marry into the curtain. Moreover, she chose this place. Although there were many people here, most of them were ordinary civilians. If Yao Ji wanted to choose an ordinary person to live with, she should not be so high-profile. Seeing her frown, Mo Xiuyao smiled faintly and said in a deep voice: "It is said that Yao Ji and Mu Yang have a deep relationship. Next month, Mu Yang will marry the granddaughter of the Minister of Rites Sun. I wonder if this has anything to do with it?"
"Yao Ji and Mu Yang?" Ye Li remembered that she had met Mu Yang two or three times. Although they had never spoken, he looked like an extremely outstanding man from a distance. Ye Li had also heard rumors about Yao Ji, Mu Yang and Feng Zhiyao, but based on her understanding of Feng Zhiyao, she was afraid that the rumors were exaggerated. However, she did not expect that Feng Zhiyao was a fake, while Mu Yang was obviously a real person. Mo Xiuyao nodded and said, "Yao Ji has been famous in the capital since she was thirteen years old, and it has been nearly ten years now. If it weren't for Feng San and Mu Yang's protection, it would not be so easy for a weak woman like her to support Qingchengfang without being harassed by the powerful. Those powerful people in the capital are not easy to deal with." Ye Li nodded in understanding. Yao Ji's beauty is definitely among the top five in the capital. More importantly, compared to the grace and dignity of ordinary young ladies, Yao Ji, who is skilled in singing and dancing, has another kind of charming and seductive temperament. Such a stunning beauty is still in the dust, how can she not become the object of competition among those high-ranking officials and nobles, and dandy boys. Even though Yao Ji was a clean-minded woman, how could she, a powerless and weak woman, resist those swarms of admirers without anyone's help?
Ye Li couldn't understand Yao Ji's idea. Even if she was really related to Mu Yang, it was too irresponsible to decide her future in this way. If it was a martial arts contest or a literary contest, at least the other party's ability could be tested. But throwing an embroidered ball was a complete gamble on luck. Ye Li still vaguely remembered some TV dramas she had watched in her previous life, where a rich lady threw an embroidered ball and was caught by a beggar. Yao Ji had deliberately chosen this place. Even if she was not caught by a beggar, the most likely possibility was that she was an ordinary citizen. But even if an ordinary citizen married Yao Ji in a formal ceremony, it would not benefit either party.
"Don't worry, there's no way Mu Yang doesn't know about this." Mo Xiu Yao said softly.
Ye Li nodded, looked up and looked around, but unfortunately no one saw Mu Yang. Things between men and women are hard to say, and no matter whether Mu Yang would appear here or not, no one could say whether he was right or wrong. After all, he was going to get married next month, and he was not only responsible for the Mu Yang Marquisate but also for his fiancée.
"Girl, is the man next to you your brother or..." the man standing next to Ye Li suddenly asked in a low voice. Ye Li looked back and found that many men around were looking at Mo Xiuyao with unfriendly eyes. She couldn't help but smile. Although Mo Xiuyao was wearing a mask, the half of his face that was hidden outside was also rare and handsome. Moreover, his posture was tall and outstanding. Standing in the crowd, he stood out even more. How could the men around him not be hostile? Holding Mo Xiuyao's hand, Ye Li smiled lightly and said, "We are just watching the excitement. My husband will not take it by force." The eyes of the people were clearly full of disbelief. Although the woman in front of him was not much worse than Miss Yao Ji, which man would complain about having too many beauties? This girl is elegant and noble, obviously the wife of a famous family. Doesn't she need a concubine as charming and seductive as Yao Ji so that she can embrace her and enjoy the happiness?
Mo Xiuyao was in a good mood and didn't care about their rudeness. He pulled Ye Li in front of him and smiled at the man who asked the question, "Don't worry, I'm not here to steal the embroidery ball. My wife is very fierce..."
Ye Li's face suddenly turned black, and she stretched out her hand without leaving any trace and pinched him hard. Mo Xiuyao looked normal, as if Ye Li had not pinched his flesh, and smiled at the person opposite: "And I don't like women who are too coquettish, I still want gentle and graceful women like my wife." The gentle and graceful wife secretly lifted a little flesh on his waist and squeezed it hard. Mo Xiuyao smiled helplessly, raised his hand and pressed Ye Li's hand, "Wife, I really don't like other women."
Ye Li rolled her eyes and let go silently. How did that saying go? Rogues are not to be feared, but educated ones are. When a gentle and elegant person becomes thick-skinned, no one can resist him.
The men who were watching nearby finally seemed to be relieved, and all of them gave Mo Xiuyao an understanding smile. Mo Xiuyao was not polite, and smiled and nodded to accept the kindness of everyone.
"Oh my, Miss Yao Ji is out?!" someone exclaimed. Ye Li looked back and saw the stunning woman on the stage wearing a colorful dress, with gorgeous makeup and a charming smile. She won everyone's admiration as soon as she appeared. Yao Ji nodded and smiled at the audience, which made the men in the audience excited and shouted. Yao Ji was slightly startled when her eyes swept across the place where Ye Li and Mo Xiu Yao were standing. She smiled faintly at Ye Li and turned around and waved her long sleeves. The music on the side of the stage sounded leisurely, and Yao Ji swayed her waist slowly to the music, dancing with her flowing sleeves, and the audience cheered again.
Ye Li frowned, sighing secretly at the smiling woman on the stage. Yao Ji didn't want to toss the embroidery ball at all, she was just deliberately ruining her own reputation. Yao Ji's reputation in the capital was not bad. Although it was said that she had an ambiguous relationship with Feng San and Mu Yang, it was only a rumor and no one had really seen it. Moreover, not many people could see Yao Ji in person. But now she was dancing and tossing the embroidery ball in a place like this. After today, most men in the capital probably knew what Yao Ji looked like. After what happened today, whether it was the dignitaries who wanted to take her home as a concubine or the common people who wanted to take her home as a wife, I'm afraid their opinions of her would be downgraded to a lower level. Looking up at the sadness and grief that flashed across the face of the woman on the stage, Ye Li secretly shook her head. Was it really because of Mu Yang?
When the song ended, the audience shouted and urged Yao Ji to throw the embroidery ball quickly. A middle-aged woman with a face full of makeup and a big smile came up to the stage, raised her hand to signal for silence, and said with a smile: "Everyone is lucky today. Today, Miss Yao Ji will personally throw the embroidery ball to find a husband. The one who catches the embroidery ball will be Miss Yao Ji's groom tonight. I wish you all good luck."
Ye Li's heart sank. She heard clearly what the madam said about tonight's bridegroom. This meant that Yao Ji was not really going to get married but was just picking a lover. This also meant that after tonight Yao Ji would no longer be a prostitute who only sold her skills but not her body. Looking at the beautiful woman with bright eyes standing on the stage, Ye Li sighed with regret. Mo Xiu Yao asked in a low voice: "A Li, what's wrong?"
Ye Li shook her head and said, "Miss Yao Ji, this move is too decisive. Why do you have to do this..." When asked if Ye Li could do this for a man, Ye Li knew in her heart that she would never do what Yao Ji did. It's not because she doesn't love him, but... her love has a bottom line. If she can even abandon her own dignity, such love is too heavy for Ye Li.
Mo Xiuyao leaned over to Ye Li's ear and smiled softly, "I will never let Ah Li do this. I will remove all obstacles and let Ah Li become Mo Xiuyao's only wife."
Ye Li raised her eyebrows, "Your Highness is particularly good at saying nice things today."
"My wife likes me to tell you every day." Mo Xiuyao said with a smile, "Don't worry, Mu Yang is a little stupid but he is a kind man. He will definitely come."
Ye Li nodded. So what if he came? Mu Yang would never marry Yao Ji, nor would he give up Mu Yang Marquis Mansion for Yao Ji. And Miss Sun, she was actually the most innocent one.