The black belly is too fierce

Chapter 134 Begging Him For The First Time

The power came with a bang, and it was about to hit Mo Haoge's body.

Nan Qingjue's strength was not serious, and it carried full firepower, as if it was the rhythm to kill Mo Haoge.

Seeing this, Su Moliang was startled, and immediately joined hands to meet him, bursting out with strong spiritual power to resist.

Seeing this, Nan Qingjue's face froze with fright, and a look of panic flashed across his eyes, then he quickly withdrew his hand and withdrew the remaining strength.

But his power spreads too widely, even Yu Wei cannot be underestimated.

Su Moliang was still hit straight, and took a few steps back, trying to stabilize his body so as not to fall.

Even Yu Wei caused blood to overflow from the corner of Su Moliang's mouth and suffered internal injuries.

Seeing this, Nan Qingjue's heart tightened, his cold and handsome face was furious, and he yelled, "Su Moliang, you are dying!"

Thinking of the dangerous scene just now, Nan Qingjue was so frightened that his hairs stood on end.

If you hurt her by mistake——

Nanqing can never imagine——

Su Moliang covered his chest, stood in front of Mo Haoge, and said weakly, "Please, don't kill him!"

Nan Qingjue was shocked by her pleading eyes.

Su Moliang never begged him.

Now beg him for Mo Haoge!
Surprise flashed across his sullen eyes, and his complexion was dark and heavy, like frost.

"Do you like him?" After a long silence, Nan Qingjue grimly forced out a word.

Su Moliang was taken aback, then shook his head: "I don't like it."

"Why did you help him!" He didn't care about his own life.

Thinking of this, Nan Qingjue took a deep breath of anger.

"He spoke for me." Su Moliang was confident and confident, without any guilt.

"Lie!" Nan Qingjue didn't believe it at all. Looking at Mo Haoge's infatuated eyes on Su Moliang, he wished to gouge out his eyeballs.

Su Moliang was powerless to explain: "Do you believe it or not."

This indifferent attitude made Nan Qingjue even more furious.

Mo Haoge watched Su Moliang defend himself, no matter how serious his injuries were, he was so happy that he was about to die at this moment.

"Liang'er, I knew you had me in your heart, and I knew—cough, cough——Nan Qingjue, even if you get her man, you can't get her heart. She likes me and doesn't like you. You Recognize this fact!" Mo Haoge was obviously dying, but he couldn't help but speak excitedly, and even more recklessly flaunted his power towards Nanqing Jue.

Hearing this, Nan Qingjue clenched his fists, his veins bulged, and an unstoppable anger flashed in his eyes, which could burn Mo Haoge to death at any time.

Seeing him staring at Mo Haoge fiercely with murderous eyes, Su Moliang was afraid that he would really kill him, so he pleaded again: "I'm already here, let him go."

Looking at Su Moliang's serious expression and his slightly pale complexion due to injury, Nan Qingjue's heart trembled, with indescribable bitterness.

After a long time, he tried his best to suppress his anger, and yelled through gritted teeth: "Get out!"

After all, Nan Qingjue sat on his shoulders and left without turning his head, leaving only a bleak figure from his back.

Su Moliang clearly saw that his hands with sharp knuckles clutching the railing of the sedan chair had bruised veins, and the railing under his fingers had long been deformed.

She knew that Nan Qingjue was really angry this time.

She didn't even expect that the cold-blooded and ruthless him would let Mo Haoge go because of her words.

It was obvious that Mo Haoge had already made him mad with anger - he actually endured it because of her -

Seeing his leaving figure, Su Moliang's heart throbbed twice for no reason.

It's just that she is a person with clear grievances and grievances, she has to repay Mo Haoge's kindness, and she has no way to watch him die.

Thinking of this, Su Moliang turned around, looked down at Mo Haoge, his pale face was full of coldness: "Don't pester me anymore, I don't want to see you again."

With that said, Su Moliang stretched out his hand to the green vine beside him.

Luman came back to her senses, stepped forward understandingly, and helped her back to Liuhua Palace slowly.

It was late at night, the dark sky was filled with lightning and thunder, and a strong wind blew up after a while.

Su Moliang took the healing elixir, sat on the couch and meditated quietly.

At this time, Lu Man ran in again: "Miss, Mr. Mo was kicked out of the palace, but he still stood at the door and refused to leave."

The lord has already lenient, and doesn't care about Mo Haoge anymore, but the latter still doesn't know what to do, and insists on hitting the gun.

Su Moliang sighed, "If he doesn't want to go, let him stand."

"Miss, it's going to rain heavily outside. He has injuries all over his body. The heavy rain may make the wound worse--" At this moment, Nanny An also came in from the outside, also full of anxiety.

Hearing this, Su Moliang looked through the window at the windy, lightning-thundering weather outside, and frowned.

This Mo Haoge is also a stubborn donkey.

He was rejected and beaten, but he couldn't let him give up.

Could it be that Nan Qingjue had to kill him before he would be reconciled!
Just as Su Moliang was pondering, it was already raining heavily outside.

"Oh, miss, look, it's raining so hard, Mr. Mo may not be able to hold it." Nanny An stood by the door, watching the pouring rain outside, she woke up anxiously.

Su Moliang closed his eyes again, and said calmly, "You can find a guard to take him back."

Hearing this, Luman nodded repeatedly, held up an umbrella and ran out.

However, after half an hour, Lu Man ran back bitterly: "Miss, he still doesn't want to leave, no matter how much he persuades him, he leans against the door tightly, no matter how much he delays."

When Su Moliang heard this, he still became angry: "Since he won't leave, then let him stand for as long as he wants!"

"But—such a heavy rain—" Lu Man felt somewhat unbearable.

"No, but, he can do whatever he likes." Su Moliang scolded coldly, and closed his eyes again after finishing speaking.

She couldn't be too kind to Mo Haoge, otherwise he would think he still had hope.

Seeing that Su Moliang was angry, Lu Man and Nanny An didn't dare to say much, they closed the door for her and backed out.

After another hour, Su Moliang's door was knocked again.

"Come in."

At this time, it wasn't Luman or Madam An who pushed the door in, but the housekeeper Zhong who was always polite to her.

Seeing that he disturbed Su Moliang's rest, the housekeeper saluted with apologetic expression: "The slave kowtowed to the Ninth Concubine, disturbed her rest, and hoped that she would forgive me."

"As soon as you are old, you don't need to be so polite to me. Besides, in front of outsiders, I can still use my identity as the Ninth Princess as a cover, but in front of you, what kind of princess am I! I am in a relationship with your prince. I have never paid homage to him, this identity is too numerous to count."

Hearing what Su Moliang said, Steward Zhong changed his face, and hurriedly explained: "Princess Wangfei, can't you see that the prince really regards you as his first wife? Chen's heart is true."

The butler has taken care of the prince for so many years, so he has some understanding of the prince's thoughts. He has never seen anyone who can influence the prince's emotions.

When Su Moliang heard the flattering words, his ears automatically filtered, and he changed the subject and asked, "Okay, don't talk about him, come to me so late, what's the matter?"

"Hehe, the slave found some medicinal materials in the kitchen and made some medicine for the empress. It is said that this medicine has miraculous effects in curing internal injuries, and the empress must drink it while it is hot."

Hearing this, Su Moliang nodded gratefully: "Yes, I know how to drink. I have a housekeeper, Lao Zhong."

The butler saw that Su Moliang appreciated him, and happily left the room.

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"She accepted it?" The cold voice couldn't hear the emotion, but it couldn't hide the worry.

Butler Zhong smiled and nodded: "Yes, the princess accepts it."

(End of this chapter)