Chapter Eighty-Three: Xingshi Asks for Guilt

"Brother? Oh, since I know that you have treated her like this, and now that she is disfigured, how can I be brothers with you! ”

Xuanyuan Ye sneered self-deprecatingly.

The thing he regretted the most in his life was watching Qing'er marry him!

watched Qing'er being disfigured by him, one by one, how could he call him a brother.

"It's just a woman, if Brother Ye wants this king, he can find you more, and there are those who are better looking than her, so why should you hurt the relationship between us?"

"You! Bastard! ”

As soon as Feng Mochen finished speaking, Xuanyuan Ye hit him on the right side of his face with a fist.

It seems that Xuanyuan Ye's fist is using all the strength of his body.

Feng Mochen was dizzy from his fist, his brain was blurred, and the right side of Feng Mochen's face instantly swollen,

"Huh-"

Feng Mochen's good-looking peach blossom eyes have been beaten and he can't open them, and his face has also been deformed due to the swollen bag.

He was still squinting his eyes, staring at Xuanyuan Ye with a smile on his face,

"She's the only woman I've ever loved! I won't let you say that about her! ”

Xuanyuan Ye's voice was gloomy but manic, as if if he didn't pay attention at that moment, he would kill Feng Mochen!

Although Wang Yuan outside the door was worried about his prince, the prince gave a death order and let him not enter.

The voice of the prince in the room came again.

Wang Yuan stared closely at the two people in the hall.

If Xuanyuan Ye really made a heavy hand, he would rush in even if he disobeyed the prince's order!

"Brother Ye, if you like to take her away, it is, if she is willing to go with you!"

Feng Mochen smiled with bitterness.

"Is that true?"

Xuanyuan Ye looked suspiciously at Feng Mochen, who was beaten beyond recognition in his hand,

"Of course, this king has said many times, this king has no shortage of women!"

After saying that, Feng Mochen laughed loudly, grinning at the injured part of his face.

Xuanyuan Ye's attitude towards him now was really unbearable, and he raised his left fist and hit Feng Mochen's right cheek again!

"Don't!"

Wanqing stood outside the hall, witnessing everything that happened in the hall, a man who had lost his mind, and a man who had been beaten beyond recognition.

Hearing Wanqing's voice, the two of them looked towards the door of the hall at the same time.

Wanqing was dressed in plain clothes, and the veil covering her face covered half of her emotions, and her anger could only be seen in her eyes.

Seeing Wanqing, Xuanyuan Ye let go of Feng Mochen's hand, and stared at Wanqing who was slowly approaching.

Feng Mochen's body that was being held suddenly loosened, and the whole person collapsed on the ground.

Wang Yuanfang, who was outside the door, dared to hurriedly run in.

looked at Xuanyuan Ye angrily.

"Lord Wang! Rajah! Are you alright? ”

Feng Mochen waved his hand forcefully, and his limp body was helped up from the ground by Wang Yuan and sat on the chair beside him.

"Please forgive me! General Xuanyuan is just impulsive, so he will be so reckless, and I hope that the prince will not remember the villain, and don't worry about General Xuanyuan. ”

Wanqing skipped Xuanyuan Ye's side and came to Feng Mochen to bow down.

Of course, Feng Mochen knew that this woman wanted to protect Xuanyuan Ye, and there was a chill in his dark eyes.

"The princess is 'empathetic', and your own husband was beaten in a human form, but came to intercede for the beater."

"I hope the prince will open up! The concubine thanked the prince for General Xuanyuan! ”

Wanqing didn't care about his cynicism.

"Since the princess intercedes, this king will give the princess a face.

Just now, Brother Ye also said that he would take you out of the palace, and this king also said that as long as the princess is willing to go with him, this king will naturally not stop him. ”

Feng Mochen lowered his eyes, his words were already obvious.

"You're a threat!"

Xuanyuan Ye's newly regained sanity was ignited by Feng Mochen's despicable actions again, and he clenched his hands into fists, wanting to rush forward.

Seeing this, Wang Yuan also stood in front of the prince.

Wanqing turned around and shook her head at him, signaling him not to be impulsive.

"Lord Wang, please concubine Rong and General Xuanyuan to say a few words."

Feng Mochen waved his hand and motioned for her to say.

"It's good for the concubine to be the princess of Qi, thank you General Xuanyuan for your kindness, the general should please go back!"

Wanqing knew that if she left with him, Feng Mochen would definitely not give up.

Although the emperor didn't like him as an imperial brother, Feng Mochen's beating meant that the majesty of the royal family was ignored.

I'm afraid that Xuanyuan Ye will be charged with contempt for imperial power.

"Qing'er ......"

Xuanyuan Ye looked at the woman in front of him distressedly.

She didn't blame herself, she blamed herself for making her situation more difficult because of her sudden appearance.

At this time, even if he had a thousand words, he never said a word.

The two people looked at each other affectionately, which made Feng Mochen on the seat extremely unhappy.

Having made up his mind, he staggered and stood up from his chair.

Step by step, he moved behind Wanqing, encircled her in his arms with one hand, and pinched her chin with the other.

Turning her head to herself, he kissed her deeply through the veil.

Wanqing was startled by Feng Mochen's sudden movements, and she wanted to struggle.

Feng Mochen's hand tightly hugged Wanqing's waist, and the strength of his hand made Wanqing feel pain.

Wanqing knew that Feng Mochen was warning himself not to struggle.

Xuanyuan Ye and Wang Yuan next to them looked at the two kissing in a strange posture in a daze.

Xuanyuan Ye clenched his fists, his nails embedded in the flesh but he didn't know the pain.

The sight in front of him made his heart sink to the bottom, and he moved his heavy steps and walked towards the hall with glazed eyes.

His sad figure will be uncomfortable for anyone to see.

Hearing Xuanyuan Ye's footsteps disappear, Wanqing turned around and faced Feng Mochen, she pushed Feng Mochen away with all her might,

Feng Mochen was already crumbling after being beaten by Xuanyuan Ye just now, and at this time he was pushed like this by Wanqing.

He fell to the chair behind him, and what he did to Wanqing just now was also supported by a resentment in his heart.

"You're enough!"

Wanqing strode away after breaking free from Feng Mochen, this man's life and death have nothing to do with him!

Seeing Wanqing walking out of the hall, Mo'er carefully followed behind the princess, the picture just now was too scary.

Mo'er hid outside the hall and didn't even dare to look inside!

"Damn! This woman! ”

Not far from the hall, Baguio had a panoramic view of everything that was happening in the hall.

saw that just now the prince kissed the woman in full view of everyone. Her nails were scratched on the stone, and she was never noticed.

"Auntie, do you think this woman knows some kind of magic magic? Her face has become so terrifying, Xuanyuan Ye and the prince are still jealous of her! ”

Hongxia felt terrible when she thought about the princess's face under the veil, just now the prince actually kissed the princess without hesitation, it was unbelievable.

The two watched as Wang Yuan carried the unconscious prince out of the hall, and Baguio said to Hongxia behind him,

"You have a point! Seeing the appearance of the prince, you can't get out of bed for a while, you go to the house to ask your cousin to come over the house for a while, and by the way, invite a Taoist priest to exorcise evil spirits! ”

"Yes, slave and maid will do it."

Let's talk about it. The two of them disappeared.

"Princess...... Are you okay? ”

Mo'er followed the princess back to the courtyard, where she sat without speaking.

"Well, I just left the hall and I seem to see two figures not far away, you go to the back door maid now and ask if Hongxia is out of the house!"

"But Princess, the slave doesn't worry about you alone."

Mo'er lowered her head, her lowered eyes full of worry.

"You little girl, why have you become as verbose as Mama."

Wanqing quipped,

"The slave just thinks that the princess, as soon as you encounter something about Xuanyuan Gongzi, you will become uncalm, and the slave and maid are afraid..."

Mo'er said the worry in her heart, she knew that this was the princess's sore spot, but she felt uncomfortable if she didn't say it.

"He won't come again."

Wan said lightly, she knew that both of them were afraid of bringing more tribulation to each other's situation.

So according to his character, he won't come again.

"Really? Sometimes the slave maid hopes that the princess will marry Xuanyuan Gongzi in the first place, so that she will not be angry here! ”

"Okay, don't mention the past again, you go and go back quickly."

Wanqing pretended to be relieved, and Mo'er saw the princess's expression before leaving with confidence.

When Xuanyuan Ye returned to the General's Mansion, he locked himself in the study, and no matter how Princess Ren Wenyu knocked on the door, he didn't open it.

He pondered today's events, the scene of Feng Mochen kissing Wanqing lingered in his mind, he didn't dare to close his eyes, he didn't dare to see that scene again.

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