Chapter 336: The Secret of the White Lotus Sect (3)
"Should I call you Miss Bai, or ...... What about Her Royal Highness the Princess? The woman in purple slowly spit out a sentence, and it turned out to be a feeling of déjà vu!
In the same way, Mo Yingge vaguely remembered that it seemed that another person had also told him about it, it was Gong Yuehan!
Mo Yingge seemed to have been struck by thunder, standing motionless, not knowing how to react, the only thought in her heart now was, this woman wouldn't know Gong Yuehan, right?
"Who the hell are you dealing with?" Mo Yingge probably didn't even notice it, and when she said this, there was a slight tremor in her voice, not because she was afraid, but because she was afraid of the unknown.
The appearance of the woman in front of her, coupled with her words, Mo Yingge couldn't help but take two steps back, with a sense of being ready to flee at any time.
The woman in purple suddenly chuckled, "The little princess of the Mo clan, it turns out that she only has such guts?" "Mo Clan, this Mo Yingge's heart is forever painful, and now when he hears a stranger mention it in front of his eyes over and over again, Mo Yingge's hand unconsciously clenched into a fist.
"I ask again, who are you? Why do you know about the Mo clan and know my identity? Mo Yingge asked word by word, staring at the woman in purple, as if she wanted to wipe out her in the same perspective.
The woman in purple put the white cat in her arms on the table, the little white cat jumped off the table, and walked towards the ink warbler song with elegant steps, when the snow was white, the tail swayed rhythmically, close to the feet of the ink warbler, the ink warbler has always been defenseless against small animals, not to mention, this little white cat is so snow-white and cute.
The white cat circled around the feet of the ink warbler, and then returned to its owner's side, "Who am I...... Is it important? Your Royal Highness Princess, you came here looking for this smell, right? As she spoke, the woman in purple conjured up a small transparent bottle out of nowhere, put it on the table, and pushed it to the side of the ink warbler singer.
Mo Yingge glanced at the woman in purple, hesitated for a moment before picking up the small porcelain vase, "What is this?" ”
"Your Royal Highness the Princess, won't you know when you open it?" The purple-clothed woman's voice is like the sound of a piano, giving the listener an inexplicable feeling of comfort and reassurance.
Anyway, it's all here, if the woman in front of her really wants to do something to herself, she should be long gone by now, Mo Yingge simply opened the porcelain bottle, and a refreshing aroma wafted out, this is the fragrance!
Mo Yingge usually doesn't have the habit of incense, but girls, who doesn't like a good smell? Mo Yingge couldn't help but ask, "That...... Excuse me, does the girl sell this incense? ”
When I asked this woman in purple just now if she was the shopkeeper here, she didn't answer, Mo Yingge thought about it, and still thought it was better to call her a girl.
This incense, for Mo Yingge, has a strange and bizarre attraction, so that she can't help but smell the fragrance coming from the mouth of the bottle as if she is addicted.
"Her Royal Highness the Princess, you can call me Zi Mo, purple in color, Mo for strangers." Zi Mo didn't even make a sound when she walked, and she suddenly came to Mo Yingge without knowing anything, which startled her, but she was only frightened by Zi Mo's sudden appearance.
I don't know why, when Mo Yingge was so close to Zi Mo, he didn't feel any danger at all. It even made her feel like she couldn't help but get closer.
"Miss Zimo, can you sell me this bottle of incense?" Mo Yingge asked again, Zi Mo chuckled, like a silver bell shaking lightly, "Your Royal Highness Princess, the things I have here are not for sale. ”
Mo Yingge's eyebrows have unconsciously wrinkled into the shape of "Sichuan", she has endured the words "Her Royal Highness the Princess" for a long time, but Zi Mo has to bring a sentence to every sentence.
Mo Yingge didn't care how the Zi Mo girl in front of her knew her true identity, but such a mouthful of "Her Royal Highness the Princess" really made her heart can't help but be angry, the more she didn't want to think of anything, this Zi Mo wanted her to hear something.
Zi Mo seemed to see Mo Yingge's anger, but instead covered his face with his water sleeve and smiled, and the next second he came to Mo Yingge like a gust of wind, the distance between the two was very close, and Mo Yingge could already smell the smell emanating from Zi Mo's body I don't know if it was body fragrance or what kind of incense.
Anyway, it smells very good, and the smell of the bottle in his hand is not quite the same, the bottle on the Moying singer, the smell is sweet and cold, but it is very in line with the person of Moying Song.
On Zi Mo's body, there is a bit of floral smell in the cold, which may make people a little uncomfortable at first, but this smell is more and more addictive.
"My incense here...... Since Her Royal Highness the princess likes the perfume I made, I think it is related to Her Royal Highness the princess, so I gave it to Her Royal Highness. ”
Mo Yingge really couldn't stand Zi Mo's mouthful of "Her Royal Highness the Princess", and couldn't help frowning and said: "Miss Zi Mo, I don't care what your identity is, and how do you know what my identity is, I think it's better for you to call me Miss Bai, Her Royal Highness the princess, it doesn't exist anymore." ”
"Huh...... Is it? Since this is the case, it is Zi Mo abrupt, the bottle in Miss Bai's hand, called Linglan, is used for ...... That's it, even if you tell Miss Bai, Miss Bai probably won't understand, in short, it's a very casual fragrance, people who like her will love her to the bones, and those who don't like it will be extremely disgusted. ”
Mo Yingge listened to Zi Mo's words, and couldn't help but pick up the perfume in her hand again, open the bottle cap and sniff it, she really felt that no matter how she smelled it, she felt that the smell of this bottle was really good.
Suddenly, I heard Zi Mo continue: "Perfume is a very personal thing, just like in everyone's heart, there will be an eternal shadow pain, no matter what. I can't rub it off. ”
The more Mo Yingge listened, the more she felt that Zi Mo's words seemed to be a little wrong, and she didn't want to match what she said before and after, thinking about it, what she really wanted to say was actually the latter sentence, right?
"Miss Zimo, if you have something you want to say to me, or if you want to ask, you might as well just say it directly, you don't need to beat around the bush like this." Mo Yingge's tone was a little colder, although this woman was very strange and spoke strangely, but after all, people gave her a bottle of perfume for free when they met for the first time.
After all, the mouth of eating people is short, and the hands of taking people are short, Mo Yingge always feels that it is good to give Zi Mo something back, Zi Mo seems to love to laugh, and I don't know which sentence Mo Yingge said to make me laugh, the corners of her mouth are light, and the way she laughs is a little brighter than not laughing.
That's right, it's bright, Mo Yingge felt that when Zi Mo wasn't smiling, his face seemed to be coated with a layer of cold frost, but as long as he smiled, that layer of cold frost would melt away immediately.
This woman is really good-looking, Mo Yingge has this kind of psychology called "inferiority" for the first time since she has grown so old, Zi Mo slowly said: "It seems that if I don't explain it clearly today, Miss Bai will definitely misunderstand me in the future, so it's better to tell you everything today." ”
After speaking, Zi Mo turned around and walked towards the house, listening to the voice behind him that did not follow, he turned around and smiled at Mo Yingge and said, "Miss Bai, don't you come along?" ”
The little white cat that had just disappeared suddenly came out of nowhere, and wagged its tail at Grandma Mo Yingge's "meow", and also walked in the direction of Zi Mo, as if it was leading the way for Mo Yingge.
Mo Yingge always felt that this cat was spiritual, if the cat could speak, she would definitely say something to herself, right?
Mo Yingge hurriedly followed and walked over, she didn't expect that the depths of this room would be unique, from the outside, it was just an ordinary alley room, but a wall in the house, after pushing it open, it was actually a secret room, Mo Yingge saw this, and suddenly thought of the secret room in the Troubled Times Cave last time, Izapur.
Maybe there was still a bit of a psychological shadow, Mo Yingge hesitated when she walked in, and Zi Mo's nice voice came out, "Is Miss Bai afraid?" ”
Then, Zi Mo suddenly appeared in front of Mo Yingge again, and she didn't know what kind of kung fu Zi Mo was practicing, as if she could reach a place she wanted to go in an instant.
Mo Yingge chuckled and shook her head, "Naturally not, for such a long time, if Miss Zimo really wanted to kill me, she would have done it a long time ago, why bother to lead me to the secret room to solve it again?" ”
Zi Mo listened to the words of Mo Yingge, and said with a light smile: "What a lovely girl, really similar to your mother." ”
Mo Yingge was stunned, her eyes widened and she looked at Zi Mo with an unbelievable expression, "What did you just say?" Do you know my mother? ”
Zi Mo seemed to have expected Mo Yingge's reaction, and sighed softly and said, "Come in with me." Mo Yingge didn't hesitate at all this time, and followed Zi Mo into the secret room, the door of the secret room should be controlled by mechanical techniques, and as soon as Mo Yingge entered, the door was automatically closed.
There is no darkness in the secret room as Mo Yingge imagined, but the more you go inside, the brighter it becomes, the secret room is not large, probably about the same area as the outside of the secret room, as if it were two exactly the same rooms, but because they are separated, it forms a mirror reflection.