Chapter 44: Enjoying the Show with Ease!

Mo Liuli covered her mouth and chuckled from her vantage point above, while Huanlan Haoyang down below could not laugh at all; instead, he was consumed with rage!

He had braved the risk of sneaking Mo Siyu into the palace precisely because he had sensed something was wrong with his own body. Having tasted Mo Siyu before, he had been utterly infatuated with it. He had expected to find pleasure with her once again this time, but...

Panicked, Mo Siyu cast aside her initial coyness, stripped herself completely bare, and hurriedly pressed against Huanlan Haoyang, pulling out all the stops to try and make him normal.

...

"Get lost!"

With a single kick, Huanlan Haoyang sent Mo Siyu tumbling off the bed. Wearing a gloomy expression, he quickly dressed and stepped down from the grand bed.

"How can this be! How is it possible for this Crown Prince to be impotent! Mo Liuli, just you wait! Don't let me catch you!!!"

Huanlan Haoyang roared internally as he strode out of the palace.

"Dammit! Once this young lady gets what she wants, I'll hack you into a million pieces and feed you to the dogs!"

As soon as Huanlan Haoyang left the palace, Mo Siyu cursed bitterly.

Mo Liuli watched the scene unfold with a light heart. With Huanlan Haoyang heading out at this hour, chances were high he was going to test himself with more women. The guards outside were heavily stationed; to avoid being caught by Huanlan, she decided to obediently endure a night of grievance here. She wondered how Xiao was doing—if only Xiao were here, he would surely have a way to find Long'er.

The nerves that had been tightly wound all day finally relaxed, and with relaxation came drowsiness. Eventually, she was jolted awake by the sound of women's laughter.

It turned out Huanlan Haoyang had brought back a large group of beauties and was sitting among them. Unfortunately, not a single one of them was able to make him normal in the end.

"Tell me, where is the child captured by Lord Huanlan Jing imprisoned?"

When the palace was left with only a dejected Huanlan Haoyang sitting in a daze, Mo Liuli moved with ghostly speed, grabbed him by the throat, and asked from behind him.

Fearing that Huanlan Haoyang might recognize her, she had hastily tied a piece of fabric around her face. Since Huanlan Haoyang was currently impotent, if he pinned the blame on her, he would inevitably harbor a grudge, making it impossible to find out Long'er's whereabouts.

Mo Liuli's hand was icy and soft; the mere touch made Huanlan Haoyang jolt awake as if struck by lightning, instantly revitalized. Catching the fragrance on Mo Liuli's body, his eyes lit up, and his entire body temperature began to rise.

Mo Liuli sensed the change and felt a jolt of surprise, tightening her grip on his throat as she awaited his answer.

"Sleep with me, and I'll tell you!"

Huanlan Haoyang swallowed hard, his body stiff as he spoke in a strange tone.

Mo Liuli had not expected such a reply. With a flash of anger, her eyes narrowed and her hand tightened. "Speak!"

In her other hand, she held a cold needle aimed straight at his forehead, intending to teach him a lesson the moment he gave her the answer. He was already crippled, yet he still dared to utter such lewd words to her—a dog truly could not change its habits!

In truth, Huanlan Haoyang had no idea what child Mo Liuli was talking about; it was simply that his body, inexplicably, had developed a feeling for her, and driven by anxious desperation, he had blurted out those words.

Feeling the imminent danger pressing against his forehead, his face turned pale, and he shuddered, not daring to say another word. "I—I don't know what you're talking about! Just let me go, I beg you! I can give you countless gold and silver jewelry, as long as you don't kill me!"

Huanlan Haoyang was practically on the verge of tears. Having spent his days indulging in debauchery while letting his martial arts waste away, he was now on the brink of pissing himself from just a minor threat.

Disgusted by his pathetic display, Mo Liuli quickly tapped a few pressure points on his body to render him unconscious, then concealed herself.

"Looks like I'll have to make a trip to the fat old man's bedchamber after all!" Mo Liuli muttered to herself. She dared not return through the secret door from earlier; after all these years, her spiritual power had yet to fully recover, and if she were to cross paths with Huanlan, she had no certainty of winning.