The merciless prince goes to court

Chapter 141 Don't Touch His Bottom Line
Chapter 151 Don't Touch His Bottom Line
And there was an extra sword in his hand, Mu Cang just put down his hand, "Stay away from me, don't kill my eyes." in the eyes.

"Brother, you are ruthless, you are ruthless, you are a stone." Mu Cang held the sword, the cold light on the sword flashed his eyes, making him tilt his head involuntarily.

But Mu Cang's black clothes had already moved away from his eyes, and he didn't know where he went.

One or two are like this, which is not normal.Mu Yan put away that sword, life is so beautiful, he has not lived enough to die, hey, he is just a man, no one knows anyway, he raised his chin, comforting himself, He simply forgot who was arguing about dying just now.

Eh, that's... He rubbed his eyes, just now he seemed to see a white shadow passing by, but now it's gone, could it be that his eyes were dazzled, or he just went to hell, he lowered his head and looked at himself In the entire Nanwang Mansion, he is the only one who likes to wear white clothes. Is there anyone else who likes to wear white clothes?
However, no matter how he wears it, he must not be able to surpass him, a handsome man. Mu Yan shook his bone fan, really not knowing where his blind self-confidence came from.

But at this moment in the study, Duan Xiye just narrowed his black eyes, and a figure was reflected in his pupils. When he raised his eyes, there was a man standing beside him, a clean man in white clothes. He just stands upright, although the clothes on his body have some light dust, but it does not damage the noble charm of his whole body, he has a face that looks like Xizi, but it is extremely cold, and his brows are tight. As she twisted, that perfect lip was also pursed tightly.

"Mo Yiyan..." Duan Xiye spoke word by word, every word seemed to be bitten out.

But the man in white in front of him remained expressionless, his cloud-like face darkened slightly.

"Nanwang." His voice was extremely light. Compared with Duan Xiye, it seemed to come from outside the sky. It sounded nice, but it was unreal.

"Okay, very good, this king hasn't gone to look for you yet, so you are here." Duan Xiye sneered, there is no way to go to heaven, but there is no way to go to hell. up.

"Isn't this what you want?" Mo Yiyan was still standing there, calm and composed, but only he knew what kind of mentality he had along the way. He wished he could fly, so he could get here earlier. I don't know how his wife is now, whether she is injured.

Thinking of this, he became worried again.

"Nan Wang, please return my wife to me." He looked at Duan Xiye indifferently, "What conditions do you want from me, I promise, I only want my wife."

"Ha..." But Duan Xiye laughed wildly a few times, and Mo Yiyan just watched him laugh like a madman, without saying a word.

"Your wife, Mo Yiyan, An Ningxin is my first wife, Duan Xiye, when did she become your wife?" Duan Xiye sneered, laughing at his overreaching and ignorance.Mo Yiyan pursed his lips tightly, maybe something flashed in his eyes, but he still said lightly, "Even so, it was only in the past, Yiyan only knows that An Ningxin, I am married to a Ming matchmaker, The wife who has worshiped heaven and earth has nothing to do with you."

But the smile on Duan Xiye's lips became even colder, "If you want her, you can, go and heal my princess first, and use this in exchange for her." Duan Xiye lowered his eyes, perfectly hiding What's in your eyes.

"Okay..." Mo Yiyan agreed without any hesitation, maybe the news just now surprised him, but he didn't feel anything strange, but when he looked at Duan Xiye, his eyes darkened a little.

In fact, it doesn't matter to him who Ning Xin's wife is. It's her past, and he has already accepted her love. What worries him is whether she will suffer any grievances here, whether she will be married again. When things like before happened, he didn't blame anything, only worried, so he had to see his wife as soon as possible.

As for saving people, yes, he saves... He is willing to break his own principles just for his wife.

In Qingran's residence, Lu Qingran just sat there restlessly, while the man outside the door just looked at everything inside indifferently, his feet were standing at the doorway, and he hadn't moved a bit since he came in.

"Mr. Mo, why, have you repented?" Duan Xiye just smiled coldly, it seems that peace of mind is nothing more than that in your heart.

Mo Yiyan didn't speak, but just stared at the woman in front of him. When he saw her swollen belly, something seemed to be clear.

"Mr. Mo, it's not that you want to give up peace of mind." Duan Xiye opened his mouth again, but Lu Qingran's body shook suddenly when he heard it. She was afraid, afraid that this miracle doctor would not save her because of peace of mind. The only hope is that she still doesn't want to die...

"Wang..." Before she could say the next word, she saw a thread flying in from the door, and it was accurately tied to her hand bowl.

"Yiyan can just stand here. Yiyan said that he will save, but he will not tell the truth." Mo Yiyan just tightened the thread in his hand, his fingers vibrated on the thread quickly, his brows were slightly tight, and his lips were also tight. Sip tightly.

And everyone who saw his movements was stunned. This is the legendary miracle doctor. He even diagnosed the pulse differently from others. It really opened their eyes.Mo Yiyan stared at the thread in his hand without looking sideways, and his fingers began to stop.

After a long time, the thread returned to his hand, but he just walked out without saying a word...

"Mo Yiyan." Duan Xiye followed closely and stood in front of him, "Why, do you want to go back on your word?" There was a terrifying tyrannical look on his face.

Mo Yiyan just raised his lips slightly, as before, "Prince Nan, it's better to just give up." His words were very simple, meaning he wanted to give up on that child.

"Mo Yiyan, it's impossible for me to give up my child. If you want to live in peace, then my child must also live." Duan Xiye said word by word, with a strong sense of threat.

"If this is what you want, I hope the lord will not regret it." Mo Yiyan just narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was neither sadness nor joy in his clear eyes, and the white clothes at his feet fluttered from time to time. Some verdant bamboo.

Duan Xiye's eyes suddenly turned sour, "Of course this king won't regret it." He has nothing to regret, he will only regret after losing his own child, but she is still the woman he loves, and his child will be The future young prince of the Southern Palace.As for that woman, he wouldn't make it easy for her either.

Mo Yiyan just took out a bottle of medicine from his bosom, it seems that this may be God's will, he happened to have this medicine on his body.

"One pill a day, one month later, the prince's child will be born safely, but in the future, Yiyan hopes that the prince will remember what he said today and will not regret it."

"My king has never regretted it." Duan Xiye confidently took the bottle of medicine from Mo Yiyan's hand, and held it tightly in his own hand, but it seemed that he had long regretted one thing, but I just don't want to admit it.

"Yiyan's promise to the lord has been fulfilled, what about the promise from the lord?" Mo Yiyan just stood there, although he simply stood there, but he was as lonely as a cloud and could not be desecrated.This is a kind of natural nobility, which Duan Xiye can't compare with.

What the king promised you, will naturally come true. Duan Xiye clenched the medicine bottle in his hand, and just raised his thin lips, some plots abounded.

Followed Yiyan into the small courtyard, and the door behind him closed instantly. He didn't look back, but just walked forward. The inside was cleaned very clean. There was a set of blue and white tea set on the mahogany table. He walked over and touched it with his hand, but frowned. It was cold, and he picked it up again, but there was not a drop of water in it, and it seemed that no one lived here for a long time...

(End of this chapter)