The black belly is too fierce

Chapter 112 The most scumbag in history

Hearing this, Su Yixue's decent smile froze instantly.

Before she had time to sit down, her body trembled suddenly, as if she was about to fall, she immediately grabbed the armrest of the chair to stabilize her figure, so as not to show her distressed side.

Su Yixue still imagined that Nan Jinghuan came to comfort her because he realized that he had neglected her.

Unexpectedly, he was still because of Su Moliang!

Thinking of this, Su Yixue's hands tightly gripping the handrail gradually became bruised, obviously hating her to the extreme.

Fortunately, she was still wearing a veil, so Nan Jinghuan couldn't see her ugly face and ferocious expression.

At this time, Su Yihui did not expect that Nan Jinghuan came here for Su Moliang.

The smile on his face gradually froze, and the corners of his mouth twitched to answer: "Your Highness, Su Moliang is willful and has no manners. He often hides in Mingqing Pavilion and refuses to see guests, so—"

Su Yihui's words meant to blame and discredit Su Moliang.

He hoped that Nan Jinghuan could see clearly the essence of Su Moliang, and understand that she was just an uneducated wild girl.

Because now Su Moliang is no longer the obedient and well-behaved silly daughter she used to be.

She has long been out of his control, even fierce enough to kill him.

Therefore, even if Su Moliang is smarter than Su Yixue, but cannot be used by him, Su Yihui must be destroyed.

In the past, no matter how others spoke ill of Su Moliang, Nan Jinghuan would not feel anything, at most he was disgusted.

Now, hearing Su Yihui slander Su Moliang like this, an unknown fire suddenly surged in his heart.

"This king asked you to pass her on, why are you talking so much nonsense!" Nan Jinghuan frowned and growled impatiently.

Seeing that Nan Jinghuan was angry because he blamed Su Moliang, Su Yihui was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. After hesitating for a moment, he reluctantly ordered to the maid beside him: "Go and find the eldest lady."

The maid got the order, trotted out of the hall, and walked towards Mingqing Pavilion.

At this time, Su Moliang was still sleeping late, when he was awakened by a knock on the door outside the room.

"Miss, miss, the crown prince is here, and I want you to go to the hall quickly." Lu Man learned the situation from the maid who informed her, and shouted loudly.

Su Moliang frowned, stretched, and got up in a daze.

Your Royal Highness?

What is he doing again?
Under the service of Lu Man, Su Moliang finished tidying up and walked lazily towards the hall.

At this time, Nan Jinghuan was waiting impatiently. An hour later, when he saw Su Moliang's belated figure, his restless heart finally settled down.

"His Royal Highness, I don't know why you are looking for me?" Su Moliang didn't even bother to salute, she went directly to the chair on the left side of the hall, and sat down slowly.

Nan Jinghuan didn't care about etiquette with her, and he was full of thoughts about marrying her: "Su Moliang, as long as you marry me, I will allow you to be the crown princess. From now on, I will satisfy you whatever you want you."

Nan Jinghuan had also promised Su Yixue the position of crown princess before, but he didn't promise, giving him whatever he wanted.

Obviously, the status of Su Moliang in Nan Jinghuan's mind has far surpassed that of Su Yixue back then.

When Su Yixue heard this, her fingernails sank into her flesh, leaving bloodstains.

The man she loves shows her love to the woman she hates the most in front of her. Few people can bear the pain like this.

Seeing Su Yixue's slightly trembling body, Su Moliang's lips curled up, feeling better.

I didn't expect that Su Yixue, who was once superior, made her suffer so much, and took the blame for it, would be here today. What a relief.

Seeing that Su Moliang actually smiled, Nan Jinghuan's eyes lit up, and he asked expectantly: "Su Moliang, have you agreed?"

Hearing Nan Jinghuan's excited voice, Su Moliang glanced at Su Yixue's forcibly supported figure and eyes full of hatred, the smile on the corner of her lips deepened, her brows raised, and she thought of playing tricks: "Yeah It’s okay to promise to marry you, but I want you to pass on all the betrothal gifts you gave to Su Yixue to me! Nothing less.”

Hearing this, Su Yixue's face suddenly turned pale and yellow, as if she was dead.

She no longer has a mother, no man who loves her, now the only dowry gift left for her, Su Moliang will not let it go——

If there is no dowry, she really has nothing——

Thinking of this, Su Yixue's blood vessels seemed to burst, almost every part of her body trembled, her hands and feet became cold, and the anger in her heart made her clenched her silver teeth.

At this moment, she pinned her last hope on Nan Jinghuan.

She looked at him hopefully, expecting his answer.

As long as he doesn't agree, Su Moliang can't beat her.

However, Su Yixue still overestimated her position in Nan Jinghuan's heart.

Nan Jinghuan didn't care about her feelings at all, and blurted out hurtful words: "Okay, I promise you, I will give you all of Su Yixue's betrothal gifts."

As long as Su Moliang agrees to be his woman, he is willing to satisfy anything.

Even Nan Jinghuan himself couldn't believe it, he would pamper a woman to such an extent.

Su Moliang was a little shocked by Nan Jinghuan's straightforward behavior.

Anyway, he and Su Yixue were in love once.

Unexpectedly, he would give it as he said, and he didn't care about Su Yixue's feelings at all.

Such a man is really the worst man Su Moliang has ever seen.

I really don't know why Su Yixue fell in love with him!

Seeing Nan Jinghuan's indifferent expression, Su Yixue collapsed.

She never thought that the man she loved so much would actually agree to Su Moliang's rude request.

Now, she has nothing, nothing!

"Su Moliang, you vicious woman, I'm going to kill you, kill you!!!" Su Yixue roared frantically, and stretched out her claws and claws at Su Moliang, wishing to tear her face apart.

Seeing that Su Yixue was out of control, Su Yihui hurried forward to stop her, holding Su Yixue tightly in his arms.

Ming saw that the prince cared about Su Moliang, even if he hated Su Moliang very much, he couldn't let Su Yixue hurt Su Moliang and make the prince unhappy.

"Let go of me, let me go, I'm going to kill this bitch, I'm going to kill this poisonous woman, she killed my mother, stole my husband, and now she's going to take my dowry, I'm going to break her Ten thousand pieces of corpse!!!" Su Yixue was like a wild beast, roaring at the top of her throat, her voice was deafening and terrifying.

Seeing this, Su Moliang couldn't help casting pitiful eyes at the frantic Su Yixue.

It was the man she loved deeply in front of Su Yixue who caused Su Yixue to have nothing, but she blamed all the faults on her.

If this man really loves her, will he ignore her feelings and agree to his unreasonable request!
Su Yixue is so stupid that there is no cure.

Nan Jinghuan saw Su Yixue behaving like a lunatic, with a dark and heavy complexion, and yelled angrily: "Presumptuous! You are a jealous woman, this king has already promised to marry you, what else do you want? This king is a prince, and it is normal to have three wives and four concubines, do you still think that this king only loves you? Tell you! It is absolutely impossible!"

　Seeing that several relatives are asking why the prince calls himself the king, I will explain it here in a unified way. The prince calls the emperor "son" and the subordinates "the king" or "the prince". Before the Qin Dynasty, there was no specific. It is also called "solitary" below.There is also a saying that in ancient times, because there were many palaces, as long as the owner of a palace could call himself "this palace", for example, the prince was called "East Palace".Therefore, there are many kinds of titles for the prince, some are called Benwang, some are called Bengong, both are acceptable.As for the update time mentioned by my friends, it is usually updated at [-]:[-] pm from Monday to Friday, one chapter at noon on weekends, and one chapter at [-]:[-] pm. There are tentatively two updates per day, [-] words.I hope you will support me a lot, I love you!
　　
　
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