She pulled Ye Moling's sleeves and said with a pale face.
Especially when she saw the mocking looks around her, she couldn't stay here any longer.
So, she must leave.
Ye Moling snorted coldly, withdrew his gaze, looked at Shen Qingluan and others coldly, waved his sleeves, turned around and left.
But at this moment, a cold voice suddenly came, domineering and arrogant.
"When did the king allow you to leave?"
This sound was filled with coldness.
Ye Moling's body stiffened and he stopped subconsciously.
He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, turned to look at Feng Lichen, and asked, "Then what do you want now?"
Feng Lichen had a sneer on his lips: "Apologise to Xiao Luan'er!"
Apologize?
Ye Moling's face turned even more ugly. Feng Lichen actually asked his wife to apologize to Shen Qingluan?
Is Shen Qingluan also worthy?
"What if not?" Ye Moling narrowed her eyes and asked coldly.
The corners of Feng Lichen's lips curved, and the smile was a little arrogant: "Then I don't mind burning down the prince's palace today. If I accidentally burn the prince and the princess to death, it will only be because you didn't run fast enough.
.”
threaten!
This is a naked threat!
Ye Moling's face turned green and white, his fists clenched, and his eyes were burning with anger.
"I am the dignified prince!"
Feng Lichen pressed his foot on Ye Moling's back, crushing him to the ground.
When the guards in the Prince's Mansion saw Feng Lichen's actions, they were all shocked and tried to stop him, but they were all stopped by Ye Han.
"Apologize!"
His face was expressionless and his voice was cold.
"Otherwise, I will have to collect your body today!"
That sound was even more filled with bloodlust, making people tremble with fear.
Ye Moling was pressed so hard that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned red.
What's more, everyone in the world knew that the late emperor once loved Feng Lichen, and Ye Moling was the crown prince, so no one dared to help when the two of them were fighting.
Shen Yurou bit her lip. She had already seen Ye Moling turn his eyes to her.
If he doesn't apologize to Shen Qingluan at this time, I'm afraid Feng Lichen really won't let Ye Moling go.
By then, Ye Moling would only think that she didn't save him just to save face.
But what Shen Yurou didn't understand was what she had done wrong.
Obviously it was Ye Moling who humiliated Shen Qingluan just now, so why should she be the one to apologize?
"I'm sorry..." Shen Yurou blushed, raised her head and looked at Shen Qingluan, her eyes filled with tears, "I'm sorry, sister, it's all my fault, please forgive me for my fault."
Feng Lichen glanced at Shen Yurou with cold eyes: "Kneel down for me!"
Kneel down!
These two words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Shen Yurou's heart.
She trembled all over and clenched her fists tighter.
Endless anger poured into her heart, making her almost collapse emotionally.
Why should she kneel down?
What qualifications does a bitch like Shen Qingluan have?
Seeing that Shen Yurou hadn't moved for a long time, Feng Lichen's sneer on his lips became even louder, and he pressed Ye Moling's foot harder, directly pressing him to the ground with one kick.
His foot stepped on the back of his head.
His eyes were stern and his expression was cold and arrogant.
"Let her kneel down, or do you die?"
die--
Ye Moling's heart started to panic. He could feel that Feng Lichen would definitely do what he said.
The hope of survival made him hurriedly shout: "Yurou!"
He didn't want to die, let alone die in Feng Lichen's hands.
The humiliation Feng Lichen gave him today will definitely be repaid a hundred times when the day comes!
Shen Yurou's nails dug into her palms, but she seemed to be completely unconscious, and her heart was almost numb with despair.
until——
The sound of Ye Mo Ling's voice made Shen Yurou calm down.
In full view of everyone, she fell to her knees and knelt on the ground.
Those tearful eyes were a bit pitiful, which was quite heartbreaking.
"I'm sorry, sister, I know it was my fault. I shouldn't have appeared in front of you. It's all my fault. I deserve death. Please, let King Chen let His Highness go. Please, please." …”
Her voice was pleading and a little hoarse, which made Ye Moling's heart clench violently.
The pain was excruciating.
It's all Feng Lichen and Shen Qingluan's fault.
It was they who gave Yurou such humiliation.
Therefore, in the future, everything they owe Yurou should be paid back to her.
At this moment, Ye Moling had forgotten that if he hadn't been afraid that Feng Lichen would really kill him, he wouldn't have let Shen Yurou kneel down and apologize.
Moreover, if he had not humiliated Shen Qingluan at the beginning, Feng Lichen would not have done such a thing.
But how could he possibly attribute the matter to himself.
It will only pass all responsibilities onto others.
Feng Lichen had no expression on his face and said coldly: "She talks too much."
The implication is that an apology is an apology. What does it mean to say so much?
Because of this, his feet became harder and harder, trampling Ye Moling's face hard on the ground.
His face was leaning against the cold ground, and the extreme humiliation made his whole body tremble.
Both hands clenched tightly into fists, veins popped out on the face covered by the ground, and his eyes were filled with shame and anger.
"His Royal Highness Chen Wang!"
Shen Yurou panicked, her face turned pale, and she said tremblingly: "I have admitted my mistake, please let the prince go, please..."
If the prince dies, then she is doomed.
After all, the prince is now her talisman, and only the prince is willing to protect her.
Lin'er is still young and doesn't have much strength yet, so she definitely can't let the prince die in Feng Lichen's hands.
Feng Lichen said coldly: "Because Xiao Luan'er is here, I don't want to go on a killing spree today. If you appear in front of Luan'er next time, I will make it impossible for you to show up again in this life!"
He finally moved his feet away.
Wearing a red dress, she showed her domineering attitude in the breeze.
There was a look of disdain between his eyebrows.
Shen Yurou lowered her eyebrows and clenched her fists tightly.
She didn't understand what was so good about Shen Qingluan that could attract King Chen to such an extent.
How could she, just a concubine, be qualified to get such an outstanding man?
This matter is all Shen Ci's fault.
Obviously, Shen Qingluan returned to Tianfeng Dynasty only after he got the moon near the water tower.
She could actually lose to Shen Qingluan!
The more Shen Yurou thought about it, the angrier she became, and the anger in her eyes became even greater.
Feng Lichen walked slowly towards Shen Qingluan.
He glanced at Shen Jinzhi's little hand holding Shen Qingluan, frowned slightly, and then moved away.
"Let's go. In this life, I am the only one who can bully you, and no one else can!"