Chapter 80: Your Majesty, don’t you know how my clothes got wet?
System: "Host, calm down! He's the one you're using to gain points!"
"Can't you calm down? When have I, Lan Xiyue, ever suffered such humiliation? Damn it, bastard, just wait and see how I beat him up."
System: "Friendly reminder: Host, you are no match for him."
When Lan Xiyue heard this, damn, she got even angrier!
Lan Xiyue tried her best, her fists whistling, but she still couldn't touch the corner of Mo Liyuan's clothes.
"Look, host, you can't beat them! Instead, you are exhausted and out of breath." The system's helpless voice sounded again.
Lan Xiyue stood in the courtyard, her whole body wet, with water droplets slowly sliding down her delicate collarbone and soaking her already messy clothes.
Her hair stuck to her cheeks, with a few strands dancing in the wind, adding a bit of dishevel and charm.
The fight with Mo Liyuan made her clothes disheveled, and her bellyband was faintly visible, but she was completely unaware.
Mo Liyuan jumped onto the roof. His eyes were as deep as the abyss as he stared at Lan Xiyue below. The tips of his ears unconsciously turned a shade of red.
"Hmph, is it a big deal that you know Qinggong?" Lan Xiyue glared angrily at Mo Liyuan on the roof.
She turned around to leave, but her steps suddenly stopped. She saw Mo Liyuan had jumped down from the roof and landed steadily in front of her.
"You..." Lan Xiyue was speechless. "My Lord...what on earth do you want to do?"
Mo Liyuan looked away and said slowly, "Your clothes are wet."
Lan Xiyue looked down and curled her lips. Her clothes had come loose at some point, and she could vaguely see the bellyband underneath. She calmly tidied up her wet clothes.
"Your Highness, you carried me back and threw me into the hot spring pool. What did you want to do? Did you want to drown me?"
Mo Liyuan turned around, his back to her, and said two words lightly: "No."
I don't want to drown you, I just want to wash away the smell of rouge that got on you in the brothel.
Upon hearing this, Lan Xiyue became even angrier.
She snorted, thinking to herself: Why does it feel like he's angry? Shouldn't she be angry? What the hell is he angry about?
Thinking of this, Lan Xiyue turned and ran to the wall, preparing to climb out.
As soon as she stepped onto the wall, a powerful force suddenly pulled her down and she landed steadily on the ground.
She looked up with a gloomy face, only to see Mo Liyuan staring at her with his deep eyes.
"No, Your Highness, what exactly do you want to do?" Lan Xiyue was a little angry and embarrassed. She put her hands on her hips and questioned Mo Liyuan.
Mo Liyuan's eyes swept over her messy clothes, "Your clothes are wet."
Hearing this, Lan Xiyue looked down at herself and shrugged nonchalantly: "Oh, I know my clothes are wet, and then what? Your Highness, don't you know how my clothes got wet?"
Mo Liyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, "You want to leave like this?"
Lan Xiyue looked down at herself again. "What's wrong? It's just that my clothes are wet. I'm not naked. Who caused me to be like this?"
Mo Liyuan turned and walked towards the side room, "Follow me."
Lan Xiyue raised her eyebrows and said, "I won't go with you." So, while he was far away, Lan Xiyue turned around, climbed over the wall in a few seconds, climbed out of the wall, quickly moved around the palace, and soon left the palace.
System: "Master, why don't you stay and take advantage of this opportunity to earn points?"
"I have a temper too. Damn it! He threw me into the hot spring pool just because we had a disagreement. And the most important thing is that I was also torched and couldn't move. Damn it! He almost drowned me, and now he wants me to earn points. How can I even say that?"
System: “…”Okay, the host is still angry now, so it is indeed not appropriate to brush up on points.
Upon hearing this, Mo Liyuan's expression became even darker.
I wonder if this woman even knows she is a girl? She actually ran out with her whole body wet.
Mo Liyuan's figure flashed and he left the palace in an instant.
Elsewhere, Lan Xiyue was fumbling through the bustling streets. She arrived at a clothing store and said, "Boss, pick out some clothes for me."
The shopkeeper was a woman about forty years old. She was counting the accounts. When she heard this, she looked up and saw that her clothes were soaked and stuck to her skin, outlining her graceful figure. Even though she was wearing men's clothes, it was difficult to conceal the softness and charm that belonged to a woman.
The shopkeeper put down the account book in his hand and hurried over to greet her with a smile on his face. "Young lady, what do you think of this sky blue dress? It's a new piece that our embroiderer just finished embroidering two days ago. It's made of the finest silk, with fine stitching and exquisite patterns. It will definitely bring out your fresh and refined appearance."
Lan Xiyue's eyes fell on the dress. The sky blue was like a clear sky and the tranquility of the deep sea, making it unforgettable. She gently stroked the delicate fabric and nodded with satisfaction. "Okay, this is it."
The shopkeeper was overjoyed when he saw this, and he carefully selected a set of soft inner clothes, as well as an exquisite bellyband, underpants and embroidered shoes.
"Miss, please follow me." The shopkeeper led Lan Xiyue into the inner room. When Lan Xiyue walked out again, she was dressed in a brand new outfit. Her sky blue dress swayed in the wind, as if she was a fairy who had just walked out of a painting, fresh and unworldly, without being stained by dust.
The shopkeeper looked at Lan Xiyue in front of him and was stunned for a moment.
After realizing what was happening, she smiled and said, "Miss, you really are like a beauty that walked out of a painting. This dress seems to be tailor-made for you."
Upon hearing this, Lan Xiyue curled up the corners of her mouth into a faint smile.
Lan Xiyue had a flash of inspiration and took the silver note from the space. She then pulled out two silver notes worth one hundred taels from her sleeve and handed them to the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper took the banknote, smiled widely, and kept praising Lan Xiyue.
Lan Xiyue waved her hand, turned around and walked out of the clothing store.
In the dark, Mo Liyuan's eyes flashed with surprise, but when he thought of how she came out wet just now, his face became gloomier again, and his eyes followed her figure closely.
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