The Venomous Consort is Arrogant, Making the Disabled King Blush and Heartbeat

Jiang Mengli transmigrated as the daughter of a criminal official. Still wearing her wedding dress, she was thrown out of the residence by a scumbag who forcibly broke off their engagement. As an e...

Chapter 225: Lustful

Mo Yunchen's brows were furrowed, and his emotions were very complicated.

If they were to set off tonight, he would have no way of notifying the Langya Gang.

In this situation, all we can do is pray that the other party doesn't have a chance to tell the secret.

"Your Highness Prince Yu, are you unhappy?" Jiang Mengli pretended to be puzzled and asked, "I'm just curious, why are you the only one who has a different opinion?"

Mo Yunchen was brought back to his senses by his words. He forced a faint smile and said, "I'm not unhappy. I respect everyone's decision. I feel a little tired, so I'll go back to the tent to rest first."

Without waiting for Jiang Mengli to agree, he turned around and went back to the tent.

Now the tent is very quiet, and he is the only one there.

The face that had been smiling before was now as cold as ice, and he cursed in a low voice with gritted teeth.

"Damn it! I thought Wen Mohan was so powerful, but in the end, his words are ignored!"

At this moment, Wen Mohan walked into the tent.

He looked at Mo Yunchen with cold and sharp eyes.

Seeing him so angry, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but slightly raise an arc, as if mocking:

You deserve it! Even if you become the king, you can't replace me!

"What are you looking at?" Mo Yunchen noticed the mockery in his eyes and stepped forward to kick him. "You are now an ugly freak, worse than a dog, and you are still mocking me!"

Before his feet even touched it, Wen Mohan's face showed fear.

ah……

Then he screamed, staggered backward, and fell heavily to the ground.

After he fell to the ground, his face showed pain and fear, and he made an emotional "ah ah" sound.

Mo Yunchen stood at the door with his fists clenched, his mouth twitching as he watched the scene.

Damn bastard, he actually tried to scam me!

He started screaming "Ahhh" before the foot even kicked him. It was obvious that he was doing it for others to see!

Mo Yunchen thought of this and couldn't help but grit his teeth and curse: "Shut up! Just now..."

ah……

Wen Mohan covered his head in fear, and shook his head repeatedly and begged for mercy in a wronged and pitiful manner.

"Your Highness Prince Yu, what are you doing?" Jiang Mengli walked over with a gloomy face.

When Wen Mohan saw her coming, he seemed to have found his backbone, and tears welled up in his eyes due to grievance.

He hurriedly stood up and hid beside her, gesturing with his hands, pointing at Mo Yunchen's legs and feet, and then punching his chest with his fists.

Without saying a word, Jiang Mengli still understood what he meant through such gestures.

"Your Highness Prince Yu, why are you kicking people for no reason? As a prince, can you please not be so petty?"

Mo Yunchen took a deep breath, suppressed his anger and said, "You misunderstood. He was lying. I didn't kick him at all."

Hearing this, Jiang Mengli nodded impatiently, "Yes, yes, yes! You didn't kick him, he just went crazy and fell to the ground!"

"You are a high and mighty prince, how could you possibly do anything wrong? A prince would never do anything wrong, it's always others who are wrong!"

She understood the art of sarcasm and successfully made Mo Yunchen so angry that he was speechless.

Wen Mohan looked at the other person's aggrieved face and felt very happy in his heart, secretly smiling provocatively at him.

It was getting dark.

The pigeon and mushroom soup is ready.

Jiang Mengli walked into the blue tent carrying it, "Agou, come and drink the pigeon and mushroom soup. I've tried it, it tastes very good, hehe..."

She took two bowls and chopsticks, intending to eat with Wen Mohan.

Wen Mohan was very happy. He sat face to face with her, personally served her the soup, blew on it before handing it to her, fearing that she would get burned.

"Thank you, you can have some too." Jiang Mengli took it with a smile, took a sip and nodded, "It tastes good, this must be old pigeon."

Outside, Mo Yunchen could already smell the scent.

I stood outside and hesitated for a long time, wondering whether to go in.

No matter who was right or wrong before, he had to put aside his attitude and build relationships.

Just as he was about to go in, Yunying suddenly reached out to stop him and made a shushing gesture.

He had no choice but to put his hand down and follow Yunying to a quiet place. "What do you mean?"

Yunying said, "Master, she's angry now, so it's not appropriate to go in. Why not go to her hut and talk calmly when she needs to rest?"

"You know she's the type to be soft-hearted, so how can you confront her head-on? Actually, if you're a little nicer, you can easily coax her into submission."

Mo Yunchen nodded in agreement after hearing this, "Okay, it's just my fault for being too impatient."

He did not bother Jiang Mengli and the others anymore.

And he waited quietly, also thinking hard about countermeasures.

Jiang Mengli enjoyed the meal here. They drank up all the soup. "This meal is really filling. The army should have traveled most of the way by now."

Wen Mohan nodded in agreement.

An hour later, the army arrived at its destination.

This time they surrounded him from all sides, leaving He Ying with no way to escape.

Jiang Mengli believed more in their abilities, so he naturally returned to the hut with peace of mind.

Just when he was about to enter the space, Mo Yunchen knocked on the door and walked in.

The hut was rather dark, with only faint moonlight shining through the cracks, casting a pale golden glow on her face.

It is like applying a layer of filter, making the facial contours softer and more beautiful.

The thin clothes tightly wrapped around the exquisite body. There was a deep groove under the white neck, which rose and fell slightly with her breathing, which made people imagine a lot.

Mo Yunchen's eyes unconsciously looked at her chest, his Adam's apple rolled, and after swallowing, he said in a hoarse voice: "I want to talk to you."

Jiang Mengli calmly took the coat and put it on with his back to him, "Just tell me what you want to talk about."

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