Black Bellied Prince’s Stunning Abandoned Consort

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Hua Qianzi just watched Mo Wenchen leave step by step, gradually disappearing from her sight, her face gradually turned cold, her hands clenched into fists, and she gritted her teeth bitterly.

She never thought that the person Mo Wenchen cared about was Xiao Susu.

She thought that Mo Wenchen was in love with Su Qiqi, if it wasn't because of love, how could he treat herself like that, but now, what is he talking about...

"Don't hurt Xiao Susu!"

These words echoed in her mind, lingering for a long time.

"Mo Wenchen, one day, you will know that you are wrong." Hua Qianzi yelled through gritted teeth, her long hair flying in the wind, and her purple gown fluttering.

The summer wind is very sultry, but there is a layer of ripples on the lake.

With a bitter face, Lei Yufeng sat in a boat and poured himself a drink. He felt a deep sense of frustration.

This feeling will be felt when meeting Su Qiqi back then, of course it will be felt now when meeting Xiao Susu.

In the past, Lei Yufeng was not afraid of anything, and he could do whatever he wanted.

Even Mo Wenchen couldn't stop him.

But now, Xiao Susu's words made him hesitate.

Knowing that Mo Wenchen had already determined that Xiao Susu was Su Qiqi, at this moment he went to tell him that Xiao Susu was not Su Qiqi, so it was nothing to look for.

"What's the matter? Are you thinking?" At some point, Mo Wenchen had already sat across from him, picked up the glass of wine in front of him, leaned on the rocking chair with a bit of chic, raised his hand, poured all the wine in the glass After drinking it all, the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, but the bottom of his eyes was pitch black, making it difficult to see his emotions.

He raised his head and drank another glass of wine, Lei Yufeng's expression turned ugly, he was really afraid of something.

Wanting to avoid Mo Wenchen, he came up by himself.

"No."

After answering two words bluntly, Lei Yufeng tried to calm himself down.

"You can fool others, but you can't fool this king. Did Xiao Susu lose his prestige?" There was a smile on the corner of Mo Wenchen's mouth, especially when Xiao Susu was mentioned.

Sighing heavily in his heart, Lei Yufeng knew that he would have to face the matter he provoked, so he turned around and looked directly at Mo Wenchen: "What are you going to do?"

"What should I do?" Mo Wenchen was sipping the wine in his glass little by little, looking contented, dressed in black, which also set off a bit of elegance, and he was a bit more lazy than usual.

"Xiao Susu..." Lei Yufeng couldn't help it anymore: "You know, she...would be very worried about what happened back then."

"I know." Mo Wenchen didn't care about anything, as if everything was under control.

This made Lei Yufeng speechless for a while.

What else can he say.

I can only drink by myself again.

When Mo Wenchen didn't exist.

And Mo Wenchen didn't care about his attitude, and drank the wine very calmly, always with a calm look.

This look is very similar to Su Qiqi back then.

After all, Su Qiqi and Mo Wenchen's temperaments are also very similar, I really don't know if these two people will stay together for a long time without saying a word.

"Wen Chen, don't you want to talk to her?" Lei Yufeng was always the most impatient, he finally couldn't help it, put down the wine glass in his hand, and looked straight at Mo Wenchen.

He can't take it anymore.

"What are you talking about? Tell her I was wrong." Mo Wenchen smiled, showing a bit of helplessness: "If it were you, would you listen?"

"I..." Lei Yufeng fell silent.

With Su Qiqi's character, how could she listen to one side's words, not to mention, everything was her own experience.

The feeling of the sword piercing her chest, I'm afraid she will remember it forever, or hate it forever.

"Okay, don't go looking for her these days, just remember to ask Lei Peng to protect the Xiao family." Mo Wenchen finally recovered his face, turned his body, and put down the wine glass in his hand: "Now, all we have to do is wait Moon Glow Palace selects the high priest."

"Then, Hua Qianye..." Lei Yufeng didn't understand, there was already a fire ahead, but here Mo Wenchen mentioned another matter.

"Don't worry, they won't be able to stir up any big waves." Mo Wenchen, who had everything under control, was in no hurry.

These people are just wishful thinking.

The Moonlight Palace in Southern Border has controlled Southern Border for more than a thousand years, and it will not disappear in a short time.

The reason why Yueyi Palace has withdrawn from the stage is because it is a time of peace and prosperity, and there is no need for people from Yueyi Palace to be dispatched. If Mo Wenxuan's army really attacks here this time, Yueyi Palace will definitely not stand by. It will not let Dayan's plot succeed.

"Now, let's watch the show." Mo Wenchen sneered, still his usual expression, confident, cold, and indifferent.

Seeing Mo Wenchen like this, Lei Yufeng didn't want to say anything, so he just nodded in agreement, Xiao Susu's confession had long been thrown out of Jiuxiao.

The two drank together for half a day before leaving the boat.

"Emperor Dayan actually wants to intervene in this matter." Baili Mo looked like he was recovering from a serious illness, but the coldness in his eyes could be seen, and his hands were clasped tightly on the chair. This time, he felt very stuffy Yes, it's just that someone has already plotted against him, and Nangong Moyi has been controlled, so there is no way to rescue him.

This time, Hua Qianye did a great job and was very thoughtful.

Not only was Xu Weiran unable to fight back, but Baili Mo was also unable to stand up.

At the beginning, the two knew that there would be a conspiracy, but because of face and Xiao Susu's reasons, they still came.

It's just that even though they knew it would happen, they made all-out preparations, and finally fell into Hua Qianye's hands.

The main reason is that this is the territory of Hundred Flowers Kingdom.

Xu Weiran sat opposite Bailimo, but his face was very calm: "I don't think the Ninth Prince will just swallow this breath. That day, although you were poisoned by a lipstick, what exactly is the poison?" In your tea, everyone should know it well."

He said goodbye to Hua Qianzi and came to see Baili Mo.

This time, Mo Wenxuan wanted to intervene, of course he didn't dare to be careless, one must know that Dayan's strength is very terrifying.

The prince of Beiding alone will scare the thieves and bandits all over the world. If all the troops are dispatched, what will happen to southern border!

And now Baihua Kingdom is in the form of joining forces with Dayan.

Then, the only ones who will die are Youzhen and Aoyun.

He didn't believe that Mo Wenxuan simply wanted to help Baihua Kingdom.

Everyone knows what that person is up to.

This time, Hua Ruxue had no choice but to cooperate with him.

It's just that, it is leading the wolf into the house.

"You have a solution?" Of course, Baili Mo couldn't swallow this bad breath. He was treated as a pawn, how could his dignified prince be reconciled, and now he is under house arrest here. No news from Nangong Mo has been heard.

This time, Hua Qianye turned out to be serious.

If the matter got to such an extent that it could not be resolved completely, Baihua Kingdom would have no choice but to break with Aoyun Youzhen completely.

This step, Hua Qianye and Hua Ruxue probably did not expect.

At that time, if Xiao Susu hadn't rescued Bailimo at the Jiji Grand Ceremony, Bailimo would have died, and Aoyun would have sent troops to Youzhen when he confronted him with the poinsettia poison.

"There is no way, but as long as we work together, we may be able to resist for a while." Xu Weiran is actually not quite sure.

"Hmph." Baili smiled coldly: "So what if we join forces, we can't get out of this royal garden at all."

"Don't worry about this, as long as you are willing to cooperate with me, there is still a way to leave here." Xu Weiran's eyes also flashed a touch of coldness and cruelty, and the chic attitude has been swept away: "As long as you can Send troops as agreed." . . . . .