Chapter 273 So you want me to be an enemy of Mo Liyuan, right?
In the private room of the teahouse, Dongfang Ming sat upright by the window, his eyes fixed on a figure not far away on the street, and he was stunned for a moment.
Punu, who was standing by, sighed softly when he saw this, with a bit of helplessness and worry in his tone: "Young Master, why are you doing this?" Miss Lan already has someone in her heart.
Dongfang Ming retracted his gaze, as if trying to convince himself: "My mother is in poor health, and the Great Elder and the others are eyeing us covetously. Xiao Yue'er is the only one who can suppress the ghost poison in my mother's body, so I can't leave. How long will it take for my mother to reach the capital?"
Upon hearing this, Punu replied in a low voice, "The mistress's health is deteriorating. Bunu and his men are escorting her all the way, moving very slowly and having to avoid pursuit. It will probably take about two months before we reach the imperial city."
Dongfang Ming's tone was cold: "Send someone to secretly pick up my mother, and make sure everything is safe. Report any disturbance to me immediately."
"Yes, young master." Punu took the order and left.
Dongfang Ming flashed and jumped out of the window, landing lightly in front of Lan Xiyue.
Lan Xiyue paused, her eyes filled with surprise. "Dongfang Ming? Why are you here? I thought you went back to Miaojiang."
Dongfang Ming raised the corner of his mouth and revealed a charming smile: "Xiao Yue'er, are you so surprised to see me? Have you missed me?"
Lan Xiyue chuckled and said calmly, "I don't want to. I'm dressed like this, it's rare that you can still recognize me."
Dongfang Ming's eyes flashed with a smile: "No matter how Xiao Yue'er dresses, I can recognize you from the crowd at a glance."
Lan Xiyue snorted. "You're not like that weird old man, who can see through things and recognize them at a glance." Hey, come to think of it, the weird old man should have been reincarnated, right? He was thinking of him again.
When Lan Xiyue thought of the strange old man, a trace of nostalgia flashed in her eyes.
Dongfang Ming's heart sank slightly, but he still forced a smile and said, "Xiao Yue'er, are you still angry with me for what happened last time?"
Lan Xiyue looked at him with a complicated expression, "Dongfang Ming, we can only be... friends."
This sentence was like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing the enthusiasm in Dongfang Ming's heart.
His eyes dimmed. "Xiao Yue'er, since we're friends, and I'm in a bad mood today, how about having a drink with me?"
"I……"
"Hey, Xiao Yue'er, don't be so quick to refuse."
Lan Xiyue bit her lower lip lightly, "Well, I really can't drink much..."
Before she finished speaking, Dongfang Ming's deep eyes were filled with anticipation, staring at her closely, "It's okay, just think of it as accompanying me, you don't have to drink."
Looking at Dongfang Ming reminded Lan Xiyue of the strange old man. The words of rejection were on the tip of her tongue, but she finally nodded, "Okay!"
She never expected that Dongfang Ming would bring her to Huajie.
It was not yet dark, and the number of people walking on Flower Street was still sparse, but the air was already filled with a subtle fragrance.
Chu Xia stuttered a little at this moment, "Little... Master... This is the Flower Street..."
Dongfang Ming glanced at Chu Xia and said, "Don't go in, little girl. Xiao Yue'er, let's go."
Lan Xiyue stood there, hesitant and motionless. "Dongfang Ming, you brought me here, are you trying to cause trouble again?"
If that jealous guy Mo Liyuan knew about this, who knows what would happen!
Dongfang Ming smiled faintly, "Why? Didn't Xiao Yue'er treat the girl from the Lichunyuan across the street before? I thought Xiao Yue'er was different from others and wouldn't look down on this place."
Lan Xiyue rolled her eyes upon hearing this. "Whether I come here or not is completely different from whether I look down on the girls here, okay?"
Dongfang Ming said no more, took her hand and walked into the gate of Manchunyuan.
Chuxia was so anxious that she stamped her feet and followed in reluctantly.
When the madam saw Dongfang Ming, she didn't show any fawning attitude. Instead, she greeted him respectfully, "Master!"
Dongfang Ming didn't even look at her, but just said lightly, "Prepare some good wine and food and go to the private room on the third floor." After that, he pulled Lan Xiyue straight up to the third floor.
There was silence in the private room on the third floor.
Dongfang Ming pushed open the door of the private room and walked in first. Lan Xiyue followed closely behind him, looking around. She saw that the room was decorated in an antique style, and every detail revealed the owner's taste and style.
"Xiao Yue'er, no one usually comes up here on the third floor, so they won't disturb us while we're drinking and talking."
Dongfang Ming sat down slowly and motioned for her to sit down as well.
Lan Xiyue raised an eyebrow. "Dongfang Ming, that madam not only knew you, but was also so respectful to you. Did you open this Manchunyuan?"
Dongfang Ming smiled evilly, "Xiao Yue'er is so smart. Nothing can be hidden from Xiao Yue'er's eyes."
"Not bad, you, the young master of Miaojiang, can also open a brothel in the imperial city of Dongyao Kingdom."
"A brothel is the best place to get information, Xiao Yue'er, do you agree or not?"
Lan Xiyue nodded. "Brothels are crowded and complex, so they are indeed a good place to gather intelligence."
At this time, the turtle slave knocked on the door with wine and food. Dongfang Ming said calmly, "Come in."
The eunuch pushed the door open and walked in, placed the food and wine in the food box on the table, and then retreated respectfully.
Dongfang Ming picked up the wine jug and poured himself a glass. "Xiao Yue'er, I will be in the imperial city in a few days. Please help my mother."
Upon hearing this, Lan Xiyue nodded without hesitation. She had originally promised the strange old man that she would help Dongfang Ming cure the ghost poison, but she didn't have a way to cure it yet.
Dongfang Ming picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp, "Xiao Yue'er, drink less?"
Lan Xiyue picked up the wine jug and poured herself a glass. "Cheers!"
Lan Xiyue clinked glasses with him and took a sip. She didn't want to black out again because this body couldn't drink.
"Xiao Yue'er, tell me, if Mo Liyuan knew you came to the brothel with me, would he kill me? Would you save me?"
Lan Xiyue placed her hands on the table. "Don't look for trouble, you Eastern monster! I like Mo Liyuan and consider you a good friend, even a brother. If you two were to clash, I would be in big trouble, so..."
Dongfang Ming hid the emotion in his eyes, "So you want me to be an enemy of Mo Liyuan?"
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