Mo Jingli frowned. He stared at Ye Li and said, "You don't need to make such a big fuss over such a small matter. Or is Ye Li trying to please the crowd? Give up, I will never marry you! "
If it wasn't for the fact that they were in public, Ye Li would have given him an unforgettable lesson. Will you die if you don't be narcissistic?
"Has Your Highness King Li seen a doctor?"
"What?" Mo Jingli was stunned.
Ye Li calmly said, "It's an illness to have uncontrolled fantasies at any time and place. It should be treated as soon as possible."
Puchi — — It was unknown who finally couldn't hold back their laughter.
"Ye Li, you're bold!" Mo Jingli had never been a good tempered person. Being openly mocked by the woman he had abandoned, he was instantly enraged. His cold eyes released a trace of hostility. He raised a hand to grab Ye Li. Ye Li's eyes flashed coldly. She flipped her hand and her right hand that was hidden in her sleeve had already grabbed something. She was just waiting for Mo Jingli to come over.
A shadow quickly flashed by. Mo Jingli's hand stopped one step away from Ye Li and could not move. A low and gentle voice lightly sounded, "King Li, are you dissatisfied with I's future princess?"
The entire second floor was silent, and even the clamor downstairs seemed to be very far away. Everyone stared in shock at the place one step away from Ye Li. A youth wearing brown robes had firmly grabbed Mo Jingli's wrist that was reaching for Ye Li. But everyone present, including Mo Jingli, did not see where this youth had come from. Mo Jingli glared fiercely at the youth and then quickly looked towards the source of the voice. Ye Li didn't look at the person blocking Mo Jingli. When the voice sounded, she turned her gaze to the straight, plain-colored back at the staircase.
Only then did people notice that this person was dressed in plain clothes and was not sitting on a chair in a restaurant. Instead, he was sitting on a wheelchair with an unusual style. However, because he had arrived early and his side was blocked by a vase half the height of a person, not many people noticed this. Originally, he seemed to be looking down at the situation in the lobby from the carved railings. It was only now that he turned his head slightly, allowing people to see half of his handsome face. He raised his hand and exerted force on the wheelchair. The wheelchair slowly turned to face the crowd.
The man in the wheelchair was dressed in ordinary cotton clothing, but he did not have the decadence and dejection of people with disabilities. Even the people standing in front of him seemed to be shorter than him, and could only look up at him. There was a kind of person who didn't need fancy clothes or treasures, didn't need great power and guards. As long as he was there, he was an existence above everyone else. Half of the man's face was elegant and handsome, and had an innate noble and dignified aura. The left side of his face was covered by a frost mask made of an unknown material. It covered the entire left side of his face, but it gave people a mysterious feeling that they wanted to explore, even though they knew that underneath it was a hideous scar.
"Mo Jingli! Xiu Yao!" After a long time, Mo Jingli finally spat out these three words.
The three words Mo Xiuyao seemed to have a magical power, causing the people who were originally stunned to finally come back to their senses. They looked in surprise at this person who had not appeared in people's lives for many years, and who was still graceful and calm even in a wheelchair. Looking at the man in front of them who was completely different from what they had imagined, the people who had long been used to the idea that Prince Ding was a crippled piece of trash suddenly remembered that this man had once been a stunning youth. This was once the second legitimate son of the Ding Kingdom, and was once the object of envy of all the youths in the Da Chu State. His literary talent was outstanding, and he was known as the world's number one scholar. His martial arts were outstanding, and like his ancestors, his art of war was godly. At the age of fifteen, he was invincible in the Southern Border. He once had the most beautiful and talented woman in the capital as his fiancée, and both of them were the envy of the world. However, his good luck seemed to have suddenly ended when he was eighteen. His only elder brother died of illness, and the youth who had hurriedly inherited Prince Ding's title once again set out, but he was almost defeated and returned in defeat. Although the youth had turned the tide in the end, he had paid a price that could never be erased. Heavy injuries, disfigurement, and crippled legs. As if the heavens didn't think this was enough of a blow, three months later, his fiancée, who had been engaged to him for many years, died of illness. From then on, there were only a few people in the capital who could occasionally see Prince Ding's figure.
If the youth Mo Xiuyao was said to be stunning, in high spirits, and as dazzling as a raging fire. But when they met again a few years later, he was as warm and proper as jade, as calm and elegant as water. And how many people knew how much pain he had experienced during this change?
"Mo Jingli, I haven't seen you in many years, but you've grown up." Mo Xiuyao looked at Ye Li, who was staring at him, before turning his gaze to Mo Jingli.
Mo Jingli's already expressionless face became even more stiff, and he harshly said: "What happens to I has nothing to do with you."
Mo Xiuyao nodded in agreement, "I indeed don't intend to care about what you want to do, but … even if you don't want to pay attention to your own status, it's best to pay attention to other people's status."
Mo Jingli frowned, looked at Ye Li, and a trace of ridicule appeared on his face. He waved away the youth who was clamping down on him, and turned back to look at Mo Xiuyao: "You want to stand up for her? Mo Xiuyao, you can't have really taken a fancy to this woman, right? "
"You know, since we were young, our tastes have been as different as heaven and earth." Mo Xiuyao didn't get angry, and there was even a faint smile on his face, "Also, to be disrespectful to the future Mistress of the Ding Royal Household, Jing Li, are you sure you want to do this?"
Mo Jingli's face darkened, and he fiercely glared at Ye Li. He disdainfully smiled at Mo Xiuyao and said: "Ha, the future Mistress of the Ding Royal Household? Mo Xiuyao, are you sure you're talking about this woman? "Princess Ding and the Mistress of the Ding Royal Household were two completely different concepts to the Imperial Family. If it was only Princess Ding, he could still ignore it, but if this woman really took control of the Ding Royal Household … Mo Jingli suddenly realized that it was a big mistake to encourage his Emperor brother to marry this woman to Mo Xiuyao.
"Your Highness Prince Li, please watch your words!" The brown clothed youth who had retreated to the side stared at Mo Jingli with an unkind expression.
Mo Jingli snorted, and without saying goodbye, he turned around and went downstairs. Princess Xi Xia, who was following beside him, looked at the situation in front of her with some confusion. She frowned and quickly chased after him.
The good show was over, and many people who had been stimulated by the news they received today also left in twos and threes, pretending that nothing had happened. After a while, the only people left on the second floor were Ye Li's table and Mo Xiuyao's table. Ye Li helplessly smiled bitterly in her heart. After today, the capital would definitely be very lively.
"Cough cough, greetings to Prince. I suddenly remembered that I still have some things to buy. Zheng 'er, Murong Ting, come with me. "Hua Tian Xiang lightly coughed and prepared to run away without any sense of loyalty.
Qin Zheng and Mu Rongting also quickly nodded. After seeing Mo Xiuyao nod in agreement, they quickly went downstairs. Before Qin Zheng left, she didn't forget to give Ye Li a worried and encouraging look. Seeing the figures of her good friends disappear at the top of the stairs, Ye Li sighed in amusement. They wouldn't think that she was embarrassed like other little girls, right? Alright, seeing a fiancé that she had never met in this kind of situation, it seemed that she should express a certain degree of shyness. Thinking about it, Ye Li decided to give up on such a difficult performance. She raised her head and looked at Mo Xiuyao who was also sizing her up, "Prince, why don't we change places to talk. After all … people still have to do business here. "
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