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Chapter 139 You Must Support Me

Ye Wuchen tried to kick Ye Moling with his foot. The feeling was so good that he even straightened his waist, and his whole body was radiant and high-spirited.

No wonder Shen Qingluan likes to hit people so much. It turns out that it feels so good to do it!

That kind of pleasure is different from the usual pleasure of teaching a servant. After all, he has never done it himself, not to mention that this time he did it to his prince and brother!

Ye Mo Ling was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood: "Ye Wuchen, try moving again! I will definitely tell my father, the emperor, and the empress!"

Ye Wuchen snorted: "Brother Emperor, how old are you? When you are bullied, you only know how to complain. If you can, stand up and beat me. If you don't, just lie down and get beaten!"

This time, Ye Wuchen was not as cautious as before. He kicked Ye Moling hard on the waist. Ye Moling gasped in pain, the veins on his forehead popped out, and his eyes were blood red.

Covered with bloodshot eyes, like a furious lion!

Damn Ye Wuchen!

One day, he will cut this bastard into pieces!

The strong anger made Ye Moling's body tremble. He gritted his teeth so hard that blood was drawn from his teeth. He turned his resentful eyes to the two people present, as if he wanted to tear them into pieces.

Thousands of paragraphs!

Except for being banned back then, he has never suffered such a great injustice since then.

Even if he was banned, no one dared to humiliate him because his mother was never demoted from the position of queen!

It wasn't until... Shen Qingluan's appearance that he realized what shame was.

Originally, Shen Qingluan and Feng Lichen were enough, but now even Ye Wuchen is so bold. If he doesn't establish his authority, anyone may want to step on his head!

Ye Wuchen kicked Ye Moling hard again. The refreshing feeling made him feel happy physically and mentally. However, he accidentally used too much force and kicked Ye Moling's whole body to the side.

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Ye Moling spat out a mouthful of blood, rolled his eyelids, and fainted.

After seeing Ye Mo Ling being knocked unconscious, Ye Wuchen came to his senses and wanted to cry but had no tears.

The beating he gave just now was very satisfying, but... it seemed that the attack was too harsh. What if Ye Mo Ling went to the palace to complain...

Shen Qingluan patted Ye Wuchen on the shoulder sympathetically: "You knocked me out."

Ye Wuchen was about to cry: "I didn't control my strength. I really didn't mean it. He always allowed Shen Yurou to do whatever he wanted. It was only by accident that I struck too harshly..."

He really didn't mean it.

"Well," Ye Wuchen turned his head and faced Shen Qingluan with a mournful face, "What you just said, no matter what happens and I die, you will bear it for me."

Shen Qingluan shrugged his shoulders and looked blankly: "Have I ever said this? I didn't see anything just now, and I don't know what happened."

At that moment, Ye Wuchen's handsome face froze, his whole body was cold, and his eyes looking at Shen Qingluan were full of sorrow and grievance.

If Shen Qingluan hadn't deceived him, would he have stopped holding back and really made a move?

"I don't care. It was you who asked me to do it. You said you would support me. If my father comes to trouble me, I will stay in your house and not leave. It's up to you."

He sat up on the stone bench in a swaggering manner, looking like he was refusing to leave.

If Shen Qingluan did not support him and returned to the palace, his father would definitely beat him to death.

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