Abandoned Daughter from a Noble Family: Poison to the World

Su Wanqing didn't want to show off his abilities in front of King Mo.

"...Thank you sir for saving me."

She was about to cry, her eyes were bright red, and her face as white as jade was suddenly stained with a panicked expression.

There was a hint of fear in his daze, as if he had just woken up and found out that he had almost fallen into a bitch's trap.

King Mo sneered dubiously, with a coldness in the corners of his three-pointed mouth.

He just doesn't believe in everything. Even if Su Wanqing is willing to give everything for him, he will dislike her for liking Prince Ning and hate her even more.

Su Wanqing saw that he had not spoken for a long time, and the fear he had inflicted on her in her previous life became even more raging.

She found that as long as she looked into King Mo's deep and cold eyes, she would be afraid involuntarily.

"I beg you, sir, not to tell anyone else about this."

Su Wanqing threw away the dagger and gathered the clothes that had been taken off around her body with both hands.

Tears were shed, but her eyebrows were charming, red and full of innocence.

King Mo rested his chin with one hand, his perfect outline was eerily illuminated by the night pearl on his knee.

His eyes were as bright as the cold stars on a winter night, without any emotion at all.

The young man over there groaned in pain, but his chin was already covered by the vicious Yan Yun.

No matter how painful it was, it turned into a dull beating in the quilt, light and airy, but it should have made him miserable.

It is said that if two people stay together for a long time, they will become more and more similar, and they are said to be like husband and wife.

In the first year after Su Wanqing married into Prince Mo's palace, a traveling female crown told her fortune.

She said that she and King Mo had an grievance in the previous life. If he killed her, she would control him in the next life and prevent him from being happy all his life.

King Mo's peach blossom eyes are also beautiful, but they are peach blossoms that grow on the top of the snow-capped mountains.

No matter how gorgeous and affectionate she is, she still has the viciousness to kill people.

"Zhang Yushi raised a thin Yangzhou horse as an outhouse in Qinghua Alley. He heard that she was so beautiful that he almost coaxed Zhang Yushi into marrying her.

Looking at you like this, you are just following your mother's dirty tricks from the brothel courtyard. "

King Mo likes to be sarcastic and sarcastic about others. He is usually reluctant to laugh. He only laughs a few times when he sees someone he resents being in bad luck.

He glanced at the beautiful Su Wanqing coldly, not caring about her current fear.

He raised his chin towards Yan Yun and commanded: "Did he touch her with that hand just now?"

Yan Yun took out an Emei thorn and inserted it into the young man's finger bone. His screams were silent, muffled, "Both hands were touched."

Yan Yun was not very smart before, he could only understand King Mo's words, he was straight to the point, his emotions, anger, love and hate were all expressed in his mouth.

Su Wanqing covered her eyes in fear, pretending to be a frightened rich girl who dared not speak out.

"Drag people from outside in too."

King Mo's eyes were vicious and cunning. As soon as he saw that the person was indeed Su Wanqing, the next second he stared at the pinch marks on her neck that had not faded away.

Yan Yun twisted off his hands and feet, lifted his head, and dragged him all the way to Su Wanqing.

King Mo condescended to hold up the luminous pearl, "Miss Su, do you still remember this person?"

The words he spoke were dark and seemed to contain great anger.

Su Wanqing shrank back and whispered.

"...A few days ago, my father took me to his place to buy candied haws on a stick... The candied haws on a stick he made was delicious."

King Mo seemed particularly intolerant of the word candied haws. In his previous life, Su Wanqing tried his best to find something he might like in order to please him.

Finally, I heard from a nun who took care of him that the Ninth Prince loved to eat candied haws when he was a child.

She learned it herself and even burned her hands while boiling syrup, she didn't even cry.

It took me three days to learn not only how to make candied haws, but also other kinds of candied haws, including ones wrapped with cherries and yam.

You can also thread the red candied haws with layers of white sugar threads.

But King Mo didn't even look at it, he threw them all out.

He only wastes things, and even if he doesn't appreciate it, he doesn't care about food.

If he didn't like something, he would never accept it no matter how hard he tried.

He was so willful that even his own mother, Concubine Jing, couldn't stand him.

"Miss Su cherishes her reputation and dare not let outsiders know about it. But if you look at me, do you think I look familiar?"

King Mo's cold face was full of gloom and evil.

Like a poisonous snake that has not eaten its prey.