The black belly is too fierce

Chapter 154 The Seventh Prince of Cangyuan Kingdom
Hearing this, the onlookers gasped in fright.

Su Moliang is scolding the Seventh Prince for bullying others.

Who gave her the courage to offend even the Seventh Prince of Cangyuan Kingdom.

However, they didn't know that the word fear was never in Su Moliang's dictionary. As long as she was provoked, no matter who it was, she would definitely fight back. It was only a matter of time.

For her, if she is such a useless person, she might as well die.

At this moment, everyone stared at Su Moliang in disbelief, swallowed with lingering fear, and waited for the reaction of the seventh prince in the carriage.

Just like that, both sides were silent for a moment, and then a deep but clear male voice came from inside the carriage: "Wei Yong, don't be rude!"

Obviously there are only a few words, the voice is not loud, the momentum is not enough, it is cold, no emotion can be heard, but the majesty that can be seen cannot be underestimated.

Even Su Moliang felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Called as Wei Yong's guard, he gave Su Moliang a fierce look, and then reluctantly restrained his momentum, put away his spear, and behaved well, not daring to make mistakes.

"Let's go—" There was no extra nonsense, two words floated out from the carriage, which made people tremble with indifference.

After the words fell, the team continued to move forward, as if they were not affected by Lu Man and Su Moliang at all, and gradually drove towards the direction of the palace.

When the carriage passed by Su Moliang, the crepes floated, and a pair of black eyes that were as thick as ink that could not be melted, glanced at her lightly, deep and dark, as if to absorb people into it, making people feel alive chill.

That face, as if startled, flashed by, although it was just a glance, it made Su Moliang breathe hard.

At this moment, Su Moliang also had to admit that this person seemed really powerful.

Seeing the carriage gradually go away, Luman came up to Su Moliang guiltily, and blamed herself: "I'm sorry, miss, it's all the servant's fault. The servant is so stupid that he actually blocked the way of the seventh prince, and still Let the young lady offend the Seventh Prince, slaves deserve to die, slaves deserve to die!"

As she said that, Lu Man gave herself a few slaps.

Su Moliang immediately grabbed her hand and comforted her: "Okay, it's not a big deal, the street is so crowded, it's normal to push and shove, and the Seventh Prince is not an unreasonable person, isn't he letting go? Have you passed?"

Hearing this, Luman nodded with red eyes, grateful to Su Moliang for his understanding.

"Okay, it's time to go back and prepare to enter the palace." Su Moliang patted her on the shoulder, turned and walked towards the palace.

Hearing this, Lu Man was puzzled, and chased after her and asked, "Why do you want to enter the palace?"

"The Seventh Prince came to our Southern Sui Kingdom, and the Emperor will of course entertain him graciously. It seems that tonight we will inevitably have to make a fool of ourselves." Thinking about it, Su Moliang sighed, but the eyes in his mind never waved again. Not going, let her feel a little hairy.

Sure enough, before nightfall, a eunuch in the palace sent a message to invite the Ninth Prince and the Princess into the palace.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Su Moliang and Nan Qingjue entered the palace in a carriage.

Today's palace is particularly lively, with lanterns and festoons everywhere, fire trees and silver flowers, even more grand than during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Su Moliang heard the sound of silk and bamboo from the Hall of Yihe from far away, and before entering the hall, he had already imagined the festive scene of singing and dancing in the hall.

At this moment, a group of maids carrying fine wines hurried past Su Moliang, and everyone saluted her and Nan Qingjue symbolically, and rushed to the Hall of Harmony without any delay .

Looking at this posture, you can know how much the emperor attaches importance to this palace banquet.

However, Su Moliang can also understand that the people from Cangyuan Kingdom are naturally distinguished guests, not to mention the Seventh Prince, with such a great background, the emperor might want to confess him as his ancestor.

Just as she was thinking, she and Nan Qingjue had already arrived at the entrance of the main hall. Seeing this, the eunuch waiting at the entrance immediately shouted into the hall: "Ninth Prince, Ninth Concubine enters the hall—"

As the voice fell, Su Moliang and Nan Qingjue, who was sitting on the shoulder, slowly came into everyone's sight.

Some time ago, the matter of Nan Qingjue snatching a marriage was too big and had a wide impact. Seeing the two topical characters appearing at the same time, everyone cast a surprised look.

Fortunately, both Su Moliang and Nan Qingjue were cold-tempered people, ignoring everyone's fiery stares and noisy discussions, and sat down under the guidance of the maid.

However, at this moment, there was a sight that was so sharp that no one could ignore it, like a sharp dagger, cold and sharp, falling on Su Moliang's body, which immediately made her skin tingle.

Su Moliang's spine shivered, his heart trembled slightly, and he suddenly looked up. At this moment, he happened to meet those black eyes that were as deep as an abyss.

That is a kind of inspection, a kind of evaluation!
However, that kind of sight is just a glance, and it makes people feel that it is just an accidental collision, without any emotions and thoughts.

But after seeing Nan Qingjue's blue eyes, Su Moliang was able to look at each other calmly without causing too much impact.

However, seeing this, she was a little reluctant to look away.

Because this person is very handsome, with a pair of slender peach blossom eyes, the corners of which are slightly raised, which are clearly amorous arcs, but those ebony black pupils are cold and aloof, and the vague eyes always give people a kind of chilling feeling fear.

Under this extremely contradictory sense of beauty, although the facial features are not exquisite or outstanding, but with fair and delicate skin, tall and straight figure and noble temperament in every gesture, the whole person has a sense of beauty in one go.

His handsomeness is different from Nan Qingjue's exquisiteness, but he has a delicate and elegant taste, which makes people unable to forget after just one glance.

Perhaps it was Su Moliang's undisguised sizing that made Gong Youyi, who had already lost sight of her, look at her again.

As if surprised that a woman dared to look directly at him, Gong Youyi's jet-black pupils flashed with strangeness.

Just when the two were looking at each other, Nan Qingjue pulled Su Moliang into his arms, put her close to her ear, bit her earlobe punitively, and questioned domineeringly in a vague voice: " Is he prettier than me?"

Su Moliang's ears didn't hurt very much, but the ambiguous heat around her ears and neck made her stiff.

"So many people are watching, what are you doing!" Su Moliang knew that the jealous king was starting to toss again, and he really didn't have a moment to spare.

The more she struggled, the tighter Nan Qingjue hugged her, "Move again, I don't mind letting you sit on me."

It's hard to imagine how presumptuous she would be if he was not around, looking at the man so unscrupulously in front of him?
Thinking of how she once rolled onto his bed, tearing and throwing at him, he knew that she was by no means an easy-going lamp.

Su Moliang was threatened by him so that he stopped and gave him a hard look.

On such an occasion, she would be ashamed to sit on him!
Since both of them are overly outstanding in appearance, their every move is naturally eye-catching.

At this time, all the people present were attracted by the ambiguous actions of the two, even the Seventh Prince was no exception.

(End of this chapter)