famous concubine

Chapter 882 Someone Wants You To Die More (1)
When Mo Bai heard this, he was decisively angry, and he couldn't suppress it even after taking deep breaths.

He smiled coldly, and his voice suddenly turned frosty, "Are you never going? Are you not allowed to go?"

"The prince is so majestic; he has such strict orders; unfortunately, I am not your soldier, and you are not my general!"

"You can be a husband; you don't respect her, don't love her; but you don't have the right to let me, a son of man, be as ruthless and unjust as you; treat her unfilially; tomorrow, I will go to this incense It's settled; if you want to stop; come."

"Feng Mobai!" Prince An suddenly turned his head, staring at Mo Bai with cold eyes, he squeezed out these three words word by word; it can be seen that he is also extremely angry at this moment, "If you insist on being stubborn Sacrifice that woman; then don't blame me for being ruthless; in order to cut off your future thoughts; I don't mind..."

Mo Bai met his cold eyes, and said slowly, "How about you don't mind?"

"I don't mind ordering that her grave be bulldozed."

"Really?" Mo Bai never flinched from the threat of Prince An's hatred, "Then I don't mind giving up the position of son; anyway, the eldest brother, the second brother, and the fourth brother are all very happy to be this Ann." Prince's son."

"you……"

Feng Quanzheng was speechless for a moment.

Staring at Mo Bai's indifferent but serious face, his eyes instantly showed deep hatred.

"Okay, okay, okay, he really deserves to be her good son!"

"I haven't seen you for a few years; I am no longer young and cowardly at all, and I am really bold, good, good."

Prince An's attitude was too far apart; the last sentence was furious because of Mo Bai's refusal to back down, but in the next sentence, his eyes showed relief inexplicably.

Even Mo Bai couldn't adapt to his sudden and unpredictable change.

Prince An suddenly closed his eyes, waved to Mo Bai tiredly, and said solemnly: "You go back; as for tomorrow, you can go if you want; this is the prince of Prince An's mansion; as long as I am here One day, I will never allow others to do it."

Mo Bai looked at the slightly tired man with a complicated expression, and said slowly: "I still say the same thing; she is my mother and concubine anyway; you must make such a ruthless appearance; that is yours." Freedom; it is your freedom not to let me know what happened to you in the past; however, it is my right to worship her; you have no right to deprive me of this little right that I should fulfill as a son of man."

"If you don't want the eldest son of Prince An's Mansion to change hands; then let me see her graveyard intact and clean all the time."

Prince An's hand that was waving in mid-air froze with Mo Bai's non-heavy but absolutely powerful words; this wave only made a half-circle arc, and it could no longer form a complete gesture.

He opened his eyes heavily, like falling a heavy stone, sticking to his black and slender back, he suddenly said with hatred: "Son of man? She is not at all..."

"No?" Mo Bai's heart was beating wildly, he turned his head suddenly, his eyes were shocked and he looked back at the stern man who was as tall as a mountain in the study.

When Prince An met his shocked eyes, his heart tightened immediately, and then he changed his words: "I mean she is not worthy of being a mother; why do you respect her so much; although you are now an adult; but I don't believe you will There is no memory of the past; these years, Imperial Physician Su has been recuperating your body; he should have let you know something, right?"

Mo Bai's whole body froze, even the hands under the snow-white sleeves slowly clenched into fists; they even trembled slightly.

He looked at Prince Ding'an, opened his mouth with difficulty, slowly, slowly, and said: "You want to tell me; Doctor Su has your approval, and should have confessed some things to me a few years ago; You should have known the poison in your body long ago, in fact..."

When he said this, a look of pain suddenly appeared on his handsome face. He closed his eyes, silently clenched his fists, and suppressed the sharp pain that suddenly rolled through his body.

He smiled faintly, half lonely and half ironic, "You want to say that the poison in my body is actually due to her, right?"

Prince An looked at his painful face indifferently, his eyes darkened, and then he nodded noncommittally, "Since you already know that she poisoned you, you should understand why I said she is unworthy."

Mo Bai closed his eyes again, and after a long while, he opened them slowly; the color of his eyes became darker, but also more calm, he looked at Prince Ding'an's indifferent and heartless face, and said slowly with sarcasm: "Then you What? Ask yourself, are you worthy of being a husband and a father?"

"For so many years; have you fulfilled your father's responsibility to me? When I was young, when she was still alive, if you could give her a little care; even a gentle look; how could she treat herself so cruelly? His own son?"

Feng Quanzheng's dark face became even darker; his stern and deep eyes also became colder.

"You accuse me?"

"No!" The bewitching man brushed up his snow-white sleeves, and the line of dark red sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus flowers looked even more coquettish and dazzling in the dark night, "I just yearn for it."

Mo Bai smiled wryly, his voice was cold; his expression was lonely, and there was a faint cold smile on the corner of his lips.

As for what he yearned for, he didn't go on.

Prince An looked at the momentary helplessness and pain in his eyes mixed with longing and admiration; his heart seemed to be suddenly hit by some violent shock, and he jumped up and down.

"Mo Bai..."

The bewitching man in white clothes like snow had already turned around and completely disappeared into the dark night after letting out the cold longing.

His slender figure is like the wind that arrives without a sound; then goes away without a sound.

Prince An stared at the back figure that blended into the night in the darkness, and strange emotions gradually appeared in his eyes.

On this early summer night, the wind carried a dull heat.

After Mo Bai left Prince An's courtyard, he didn't go directly back to Liuguang Pavilion.

At this moment, he is tall and tall, facing the dull and hot summer wind, the night is dark and dull; even the stars in the sky are sleeping soundly hidden in the clouds.

The clothes fluttered in the night wind, but they couldn't take away the depression and sadness in his heart.

Oriental language wakes up as early as he wakes up.

She didn't chase him out immediately; instead, she waited for a while to confirm that he had walked out of the Liuguang Pavilion before she opened the door and watched his tall figure heading towards Ning Anxuan, Prince An's courtyard from a distance, she stood quietly At the door, leaning against the cool pillars and gazing silently.

It wasn't until he came out of Ning Anxuan again, but headed for the north garden of the mansion; she quietly followed him.

The night was silent; she stared at the vague and white figure in the dark night from a distance, staring at the undulating lines of that figure, as if she could feel his ups and downs at the moment.

(End of this chapter)