Prosperous Concubine: Black-bellied lord, don't do it

Chapter 2 Beiye, help me...

Ye Qinglan closed her eyes in relief, and the white light on Shangguanying's body shone even brighter.

She just felt her body being pulled violently.

When she came to her senses, she was no longer in the burning room, but outside the wall of the back door of Shangguan Mansion.

She turned her head to look at Shangguan Mansion, the sky above Xiyuan was still full of flames.

Thinking of the picture of her brother and mother being engulfed by the fire, her heart ached to the point of suffocation.

The hatred in my heart gushed out crazily.

"Mother, don't worry, as long as I have breath, I will definitely avenge you!"

She took one last look at the sky above Shangguan Mansion.

Then, she turned around resolutely, and ran towards Prince Mo's Mansion while shedding tears.

God seemed to feel her sadness, and suddenly it rained cats and dogs without warning.

Her thin figure was helpless and embarrassed in the rainy night.

An hour later, she finally ran to the gate of King Mo's Mansion, which was more awe-inspiring than the imperial palace.

However, when she knocked on the door, the guard at the door saw her, and immediately closed the door mercilessly: "Get lost, you, a heartless, cold-blooded woman, are not welcome in Prince Mo's Mansion!"

"Please let me in, let me see Prince Mo..."

She kept knocking on the huge iron gate with her hands, but no one would open it for her.

She slumped to the ground, hugging her knees, crying helplessly.

After an unknown amount of time, a pair of luxurious black boots appeared in front of him.

Shangguanying looked up, and a man with a cold breath came into view.

The man's slender figure, under a luxurious black robe, showed a mysterious and cold temperament.

His facial features are like a work of art carefully carved by the heavens, perfect to the extreme.

However, his face was as cold as frost, making people daunting.

Shangguanying stared at him blankly, as if his throat was pinched by an invisible hand, unable to speak a word.

She hadn't seen him for ten years, but she could still recognize at a glance that this man was Mo Wang Mo Beiye!

He was still the same as before, as noble and proud as a god.

But now she is as embarrassed and humble as a beggar...

Mo Beiye didn't seem to see her, and walked past her directly.

Xing Yi, the guard behind him holding an umbrella for him, took a step forward and knocked on the door knocker, "My lord is returning to the mansion, open the door."

The guard quickly opened the door, and respectfully saluted Mo Beiye: "Respectfully invite the prince to return home!"

Without saying a word, Mo Beiye raised his foot and was about to step into the door.

Shangguanying suddenly came back to his senses, and immediately jumped forward, reaching out to grab the hem of his clothes that fell to his bare feet.

"Beiye, help me..." she said, her voice trembling, with a low pleading.

"What are you? You can call our prince's name directly?!" The guard inside the door couldn't help scolding angrily.

Except for Mo Beiye's indifferent attitude, everyone else stared at her with the same hatred.

In their eyes, she is the enemy of Prince Mo's Mansion.

Shangguanying's body trembled, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.

"Prince Mo, please help me..." She didn't let go, but changed her words, her attitude so low that it was in the dust.

Mo Beiye finally lowered his eyes to look at her.

However, in those deep eyes, the indifference remained the same, without any fluctuation.

"Who are you...?" His thin lips parted slightly, and his deep voice was colder than the icy rain in this winter night.

Shangguan Ying's eyes widened in disbelief, his already pale face became even paler because of his words.

She stared at him in a daze, he actually...doesn't remember her?

(End of this chapter)