The black belly is too fierce

Chapter 113 Su Yixue's Collapse

Hearing this, Su Yixue frantically jumped forward and froze for a moment, staring at Nan Jinghuan dully with her scarlet eyes, tears soon filled her eyes and burst out.

It was a kind of grief that was greater than heart death.

It was a despair abandoned by the whole world.

It was a deep-seated but helpless hatred.

"Nan Jinghuan, don't you love me?" After a long silence, Su Yixue seemed to have exhausted all the strength in her body, and asked.

Facing her rushing tears, Nan Jinghuan was completely indifferent, and extreme boredom flashed across his angry eyes: "Why ask such a stupid question again."

He glanced at Su Yixue indifferently, did not stay for half a minute, then looked away, and a loud voice came from the hall: "Come on, carry all the betrothal gifts from Su Yixue's yard to Su Moliang's yard." go."

Hearing this, Su Yixue's whole body softened, and gradually shrank from Su Yihui's arms to the ground.

At this moment, her world collapsed!

Su Moliang ruined all her wishes, all her happiness, and finally took her dowry. In the end, she had nothing!
She hates so much, hates so much, she loses all reason, only hatred is left in her blood!

Su Yihui panicked when he saw Nan Jinghuan's real action.

If it was Su Yixue's betrothal gift, he could still get part of it. Now that Nan Jinghuan gave all the betrothal gift to Su Moliang, he would have no money at all!
Su Yihui's face turned pale with fright, and he quickly persuaded: "Your Highness, think twice, you have given this betrothal gift to Xueer, and now you are taking it back from Xueer, is it—is it—"

"Is it what?" Seeing that Su Yihui was hesitating, Nan Jinghuan couldn't help asking in a deep voice.

Su Yihui's spine was chilled by his stern eyes, obviously very reluctant, but he still pulled the corners of his mouth aggrieved, and smiled bitterly: "Hehe, it's nothing, it's nothing, His Highness likes to give Su Mo cool, so give Su Mo cool. "

At this time, even though Su Yihui was heartbroken, he still didn't have the guts to offend Nan Jinghuan.

Now Nan Jinghuan doesn't like Su Yixue very much, if he cancels the wedding if he is unhappy, the loss outweighs the gain.

Seeing that Su Yihui had nothing to say, Nan Jinghuan put away his dark gaze, looked at Su Moliang again, and waited for her reaction.

Seeing Nan Jinghuan's efficiency, Su Moliang nodded in satisfaction: "Okay, seeing how sincere you are, I will seriously consider this marriage."

Saying that, Su Moliang yawned, and lazily stood up, "I woke up so early, and I didn't wake up after dozing off. I was so sleepy. I'll go back and catch up on sleep. You can do whatever you want."

Su Moliang took advantage of it, so he patted his ass and left, leaving behind Su Yihui, Su Yixue and Nan Jinghuan with big eyes and small eyes, feeling extremely depressed.

Early in the morning, she snatched so many betrothal gifts from Su Yixue, and she even had the nerve to say that she was sleepy to death, and they were so mad at her.

At this time, Lu Man and Madam An in Mingqing Pavilion were stunned when they saw the guards walking in carrying several large boxes.

Which one is this played?
"Miss, miss, what happened? Why did His Highness ask you to go to the front hall?" When Lu Man was surprised, she suddenly caught a glimpse of Su Moliang walking in from the outside, and hurried forward and asked.

Nanny An also stared at Su Moliang with an attitude of listening attentively.

Su Moliang glanced at the boxes all over the floor, and said calmly, "These are the betrothal gifts from Nan Jinghuan to Su Yixue."

"How could the betrothal gift for Su Yixue be carried to Miss's yard?" Nanny An also felt strange.

"Nan Jinghuan passed it on to me again."

Luman was even more puzzled: "Why did His Royal Highness transfer it to you?"

Su Moliang had no choice but to patiently explain to Luman, a curious baby who broke the casserole and asked the truth: "Nan Jinghuan wanted me to marry him, and I said that as long as I give me Su Yixue's betrothal gift, I will consider this marriage , I didn't expect him to actually give it away." Su Moliang curled her lips, as if she didn't take these betrothal gifts seriously.

But when Nanny An and Lu Man heard this, they were shocked.

"Miss, are you crazy? You actually agreed to marry His Highness the Crown Prince. What will the Ninth Prince do?" Nurse An screamed on the spot.

Su Moliang gave her a hopeless expression, and asked with a chuckle, "Do you think I will marry him?"

Saying that, before Nanny An and Luman could react, she had already stepped into the room, closed the door and practiced.

Lu Man scratched her head, still looked at Nanny An uneasy, and asked, "Do you think Miss will really marry His Highness the Crown Prince?"

When Nanny An heard this, she threw Su Moliang's hopeless gaze at Lu Man, and shook her head: "Since Miss said that, of course she won't marry."

"But, she already accepted the prince's betrothal gift!" Lu Man was puzzled.

"Come to think of it, the lady just agreed to pay back Su Yixue and the crown prince. According to the lady's mind, I'm afraid she has already figured out a countermeasure, so we don't have to worry about her." Nanny An has seen it. Su Moliang has so many means, and now she is full of confidence in her.

The Mingqing Pavilion here has a bumper harvest, and I am overjoyed.

But Su Yixue's yard was deserted and deserted, a scene of decay.

Su Yixue watched the box gradually fade out of her sight, and her heart throbbed fiercely. The engraved hatred for Su Moliang burned her frail body like a volcanic eruption.

No, she can't let Su Moliang succeed!
Thinking of this, Su Yixue tightened her fingers and walked towards the third lady's yard.

Perhaps, the only one who can help her is the third wife.

At this time, the third lady was still drinking tea in the gazebo in the courtyard, but she didn't expect Su Yixue to appear suddenly, and the surprise on her face disappeared in a flash.

Su Yixue, led by the maidservant, walked up to the third madam. Without saying a word, she knelt down on the ground with a plop: "Yixue is desperate now, so I can only ask the third madam for help."

The third lady was taken aback by her action, immediately put down the teacup in her hand, and quickly helped her up: "Xue girl, what are you doing!"

Su Yixue didn't want to get up, and replied tearfully: "Su Moliang took away my dowry and promised to marry Nan Jinghuan. Now I have nothing, and I just ask the third lady to help me out of this dire situation. .”

"What? Su Moliang snatched your dowry?" The third lady obviously didn't expect this.

"Yes, Su Moliang is too vicious. Because Nan Jinghuan likes her now, she asked Nan Jinghuan to transfer the dowry gift from me to her. Now that I don't have any money, whether I can marry into the prince's mansion smoothly It's still unknown. So, I really can't afford to lose, I just ask the third lady to help me." Su Yixue kowtowed sincerely.

When the third lady heard this, she frowned in embarrassment.

Although she also hates Su Moliang, it is definitely not a wise choice to go against Su Moliang now.

Su Yixue saw that the third lady was hesitant to answer, so she ruthlessly suggested: "Don't worry, third lady, as long as you help me get back the dowry and ensure that I can marry into the Prince's Mansion, my betrothal gifts and the glory and wealth I enjoy in the Prince's Mansion , half of you, how about it?"

(End of this chapter)