Abandoned Daughter from a Noble Family: Poison to the World

The bed itself was small, and King Mo was a handsome and handsome man before he became disabled.

Tall and long-handed, he grabbed Su Wanqing's hand.

"You dislike me so much and don't want to see me?"

Su Wanqing was wearing a round-neck robe, so naturally he was not happy to wear something as delicate as a jade bracelet.

She didn't expect to meet this bastard King Mo so early.

"...Your Highness...I..."

Su Wanqing really didn't know how to explain it to a suspicious person like King Mo. The description became darker and darker.

Every explanation was to confirm his suspicions, and it would be better to refuse to speak in the first place.

In desperation, she resorted to her ancestral special skill and bit King Mo's hand.

The bite caused blood, but he didn't even frown.

"Why don't you wear the engagement token I gave you? Are you unwilling to marry me?"

Su Wanqing took a mouthful of blood, panicked, and was confused with naive stupidity.

She was reluctant at first. She fell in love with Prince Ning at first sight, liked his gentleness and affection, and admired his literary talents.

As long as everything has something to do with Prince Ning, it must be beautiful and bright.

However, Prince Ning didn't know that she loved him.

Su Wanqing didn't dare to die, so he forced himself to accept his fate and follow the teachings of the nanny around him.

When you marry a chicken, follow the chicken, and when you marry a dog, follow the dog. Even if King Mo is not easy to get along with, she will turn into a soft and gentle person to influence King Mo.

"…I fear you…"

Su Wanqing really couldn't break up with King Mo right now. King Mo liked to hear people flatter him that he was handsome and handsome.

But one time, a concubine in the palace said that Prince Ning was more beautiful, and was immediately dragged down by Yan Yun and beaten to death in the courtyard of the palace.

The body was still hanging there as a warning to everyone.

It was clear that King Mo loved doting on that concubine and spent more than half of the month staying with her.

She turned ruthless and immediately asked her to see the King of Hell when she heard something she didn't like.

"Humph, you really know."

King Mo pulled her to him with force and looked at her with cruel eyes.

It was uncertain, and the other hand touched the side of Su Wanqing's face.

"You are my fiancée, and this will not change. I hope you will stop trying to attract bees and butterflies, and be aware of your potential as a princess."

Su Wanqing felt extremely wronged. No one had ever asked her if she wanted to marry.

King Mo is a sick person, no matter how others treat him with all their heart and soul, he remains indifferent.

"...I don't want to marry you...If you force me, I will die in front of you!"

Su Wanqing was about to cry but had no tears. He put a dagger against his neck. He was as miserable as a snow-white pear blossom that had been knocked off its branches by a heavy rain. It was fragile and fragile.

King Mo raised his palm, as if he wanted to slap everyone in the face who dared to disobey him like he did in his previous life.

He stared at Su Wanqing gloomily, and finally turned into a self-deprecating sneer.

"It's not up to you."

King Mo ordered Yan Yun to beat two evil-minded disciples half to death. There was no mastermind, just to avenge the murder of his father in the Shuntian Hou Hall.

"Look, Shuntianhou's enemies are everywhere, and every one of them has a blood feud.

One day he dies and you fall into the hands of his enemies. You should know how many times this scene will happen. "

King Mo looked at the faces of the two disciples with disgust. The older one was elegant and gentle, and looked like a white-furred fox who could trick women with sweet words.

The younger one is charming at heart, half young and half charming, she is really a beauty.

Yan Yun understood King Mo's impatience and unceremoniously placed black footprints on both of their faces.

"If it's not enough, I'll cut their faces to pieces, pluck out their tongues, and throw them into the Nanfeng Yuan to work as waiters."

King Mo could decide a person's life or death with just one sentence, but he didn't change his expression.

He seemed particularly angry, but because there was no expensive porcelain around for him to smash to vent his anger.

He had no choice but to pinch Yan Yun's hand for a long time, and he didn't let go until it bled.

"Master, there are flames shooting into the sky at the bottom of the mountain, and they are shouting that there are bandits."

Yanyun is just wood and doesn't know how to feel pain.

Su Wanqing was hiding in the corner, but he was happy to hear it.

Su Yaoqin's original plan was to cook a meal between herself and King Mo, forcing her to marry even if she didn't want to.

But right now, King Mo can't do anything to her.

At worst, just stab him to death.

Shuntian Hou should get used to dealing with her aftermath.

Who told him to be her father and get her out?

Su Wanqing hoped that the scourge of King Mo would leave soon. Who knew that the evil arrow that shot Hehuan San would be a concentrated form.

"master!"

Yan Yun supported King Mo in fear. Many people knew that Concubine Jing almost died in the delivery room when she gave birth to him.

King Mo was born with deficiencies and was frail and sickly.

Hehuan Powder has a remarkable effect on him, even a little bit has an immediate effect.

"Do not touch me!"

King Mo pushed Yan Yun away irritably, his whole body felt hot, and he tore his clothes apart.

The handsome Lian was instantly distorted, like a demon crawling out of the sea of ​​blood in hell.

Su Wanqing had practiced the Poison Sect Kungfu, so he had naturally covered his nose long ago and didn't smell anything.

She immediately raised her dagger and stood looking.

"Don't come over! If you dare to come over! I'll castrate you if you dare!"

Her explosive roar immediately frightened King Mo, who was addicted to the sea of ​​love.