Chapter Seventy-Seven: King Chen Mo Xiuyan

Hearing Right Shenyang's words, Jing Tianyin felt a pain in his heart, his face was faintly pale, and then his eyes were slightly closed, and he said coldly: "Stand down." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Right Shen Yang sighed lightly and retreated as he said.

Do you regret it? Jing Tianyin has asked herself more than once in her heart, but even if she regrets it, what about it? As early as five years ago, there was no way out for herself......

At night, Ziyao Guochen Palace.

The study room of King Chen's mansion was brightly lit at this time, King Mo Xiuyan sat on the carved hollow chair next to the sandalwood table, his slender index finger gently tapped the tabletop, and there was a trace of a ruthless smile on the corner of his mouth, and he muttered in a low voice: "Mo Xiuran, don't blame this king for being ruthless, essays on martial arts, where can this king compare to you?" The same is the child of the father and the mother, from childhood to adulthood, the eyes of the father and the mother only have you, no matter how hard the king works and pays, the mother still has not looked at the king, and even the mother thought of you when she died, why? Why do you treat this king like this?" After speaking, he angrily slammed his palm on the table, and the sandalwood table was instantly torn apart.

"Lord, what's wrong with you? Who is so bold to make you so angry?" the concubine Huan'er's coquettish voice came from the door.

I saw that he was holding a plate of ruyi cake in his hand, moving the lotus step lightly, and only wearing a pink light gauze shirt on his body, his crisp chest was half exposed, and he was full of charm.

"Who told you to come in? Get out of here. Mo Xiuyan said sharply.

The concubine Huan'er, who originally wanted to bring the pastries made by herself to please the prince, was startled by Mo Xiuyan's scolding, and the pastries on the plate were even more frightened and scattered all over the ground, and then she wanted to cry: "Lord, how can you treat the concubine like this, the concubine is ......" Before he finished speaking, he began to cry, and a series of tears dripped down his bewitching cheeks, which was really pitiful for me, and people couldn't wait to hug him immediately and whisper comfort, but it was a pity that Mo Xiuran's heart was burning with anger at this time, and he was worried that he had nowhere to vent, how could he pity the fragrance and cherish the jade as usual, only to hear King Chen say angrily: "Mingfeng, get this king in." ā€

The personal guard Ming Feng hurriedly ran in, knelt on one knee, and said in a trembling voice: "My subordinates see the prince, and the prince forgives his sins." In the past, Mrs. Huan had come to the study several times with the favor of the prince, and the prince was not angry at that time, on the contrary, he was even more fond of Mrs. Huan'er, and he didn't want the prince to be so angry today, thinking that he had let Mrs. Huan'er come in, and he trembled again.

King Chen shouted: "Drag this woman out to this king, send her back to Fengyue Tower, and then go to the torture hall to receive thirty whips, if there is a next time, you will bring your head to this king." ā€

"Yes, my subordinates obey. The guard Ming Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief and replied respectfully.

When the concubine Huan'er heard that King Chen was going to send her back to Fengyue Tower, she was so frightened that her little face collapsed to the ground, and then, as if grasping a life-saving straw, she came to King Chen's side in an extremely embarrassed way, hugged King Chen's right leg tightly with both hands, and cried and begged: "Lord, don't ...... The concubine is wrong, the concubine really knows that she is wrong, the concubine will never dare in the future, the prince should not send the concubine back to Fengyue Tower, the concubine begged the prince...... "The concubine Huan'er was crying and howling, snot and tears were flowing all over her body, and she completely lost the enchanting beauty of the past.

"Roll" King Chen was disgusted for a while, and kicked it away, completely devoid of the tenderness and sweetness of the past.

Huan'er, who was kicked away, spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

King Chen Mo Xiuyan roared angrily, "Mingfeng, don't you hurry up and drag this woman away for this king, is it possible that this king has punished you too lightly, and you still want to add another thirty lashes?"

"Yes, my subordinates will do it immediately. Ming Feng's face turned pale, and he hurriedly took a few steps forward and dragged the person down.