The Cold Prince Dotes On His Wild Wife Chapter 13

Chapter 13: I am studying field combat training

Wu Shang hesitated for a moment, then quickly disappeared from the Northern Courtyard.

At this moment, Mo Youyou had once again lost her way in Prince Jing's Manor. It wasn't easy for her to find the southern courtyard, but she was stunned by the scene in front of her. What did she see?

A couple meeting in the corner of the southern courtyard? It couldn't be so tragic, could it? How could she b.u.mp into something like this?

Mo Youyou quietly hid behind a big tree in the Southern Courtyard and stared at the couple in the corner with her round eyes. She heard the woman moan and whisper something to the man's ear. The man placed his hand on the woman's chin to tease her as he didn't know what to say. Mo Youyou listened attentively, but she could hear nothing at all.

But looking at a man's clothes, he did not look like an ordinary person. How could he do such an indecent thing in broad daylight inside Prince Jing's Manor?

After a while, seeing that the man's hands were slowly grabbing towards the woman's chest, Mo Youyou hugged onto the big tree tightly, her mouth forming an 'O' shape, her eyes wide open as she stared at the man and woman.

Isn't this too open? Shouldn't such a scene only be seen in her old world? Who would have thought that the ancient people were even bolder than the modern people?

Suddenly, a familiar voice called out, "Ninth Miss."

Mo Youyou didn't even look at Wu Shang who was behind her, she waved her hand and warned him in a small voice: "Don't talk, I'm learning field combat training."

Wu Shang did not understand Mo Youyou's words. He only guessed that she was busy learning something. Seeing that she was staring at the vicinity of the southern courtyard, Wu Shang realized that something was wrong and followed Mo Youyou's gaze. However, this glance had attracted the displeasure of the man in the corner!

The male G.o.d waved his sleeves, releasing a burst of cold wind that blew over, causing Mo Youyou to feel that something was amiss as she quickly retreated while dodging the man's palm wind. Seeing that, Wu Shang was startled, he anxiously stood in front of Mo Youyou and respectfully said to the man at the corner:

"Wu Shang greets Prince Xiang."

Mo Youyou raised her head to look at Wu Shang's figure, then sneakily turned to glance at the man who had a face full of displeasure. Earlier, the man had always been facing away from her, and she didn't manage to see his face. Now that he's facing them directly, Mo Youyou could finally see the man's face.

His brows revealed a malicious air, his peach blossom eyes were full of anger, and his thin lips seemed to carry a trace of a sneer. He wore a bright yellow robe embroidered with a pair of dragons and phoenixes. Reaching out, he pulled the girl from before into his embrace and buried her head into his embrace, blocking the woman's view.

Suddenly, the man's sinister gaze swept over, and Mo Youyou hurriedly hid behind Wu Shang. She grabbed onto his robes tightly.

It was the first time that Wu Shang had been touched by a woman and at such a close distance. Hence, the moment Mo Youyou's hand touched his back, Wu Shang's heart inexplicably trembled. His entire back turned ice-cold.

When Mo Youyou heard Wu Shang call the man Prince Xiang, she remembered that he was the lover of Mo's Residence Fourth Miss, and quickly searched through her mind for any memories related to Prince Xiang.

She finally found the man and had luckily met up with him.

Hearing the footsteps getting closer and closer, Mo Youyou released Wu Shang's robe and moved three steps to the right. She stood shoulder to shoulder with Wu Shang. Wu Shang felt his spine loosen as a wave of indescribable disappointment flowed through his heart. He retracted his thoughts and no longer dared to let his imagination run wild as he continued to stare at Prince Xiang vigilantly, just in case he made a move against him.

Helian Yu was still three meters away from the two of them, so when his gaze landed on Mo Youyou, he coldly said:

"Youyou, since when did you get on good terms with this Prince's second brother? You came to Prince Jing's Manor as a guest."

Mo Youyou smiled fawningly and replied:

"Your Highness Prince Xiang, how could Youyou have the luck to befriend Prince Jing? It just happened that Youyou had made a pretty good woman's dress, and was invited to come to Prince Jing's Manor's to mend his clothes."