Chapter 1941 I Don't Know What It's Like to Be so Cold

Chapter 362 I don't know what it's like to be so cold

Yan Cenxuan and the others were here, and Moshanghua naturally used her martial arts unchangingly, so Ping Ji succeeded in an instant, and the two immediately rolled into a ball.

She pinched Mo Shanghua's neck fiercely, her hair was scattered into a ball, and she screamed half madly and half resentfully: "Bitch, even if I die, you still need to give me a back! No! , No, how can this be enough?"

The viciousness in her eyes was almost solidified, and the slender nails moved towards Mo Shanghua's creamy, soft and white cheeks.

Seeing this, Yan Beicheng clenched his hands tightly into fists, stepped forward and pulled Ping Ji up, forcibly separated them, threw them aside, and then hurriedly moved in front of Mo Shanghua, holding her face Check carefully.

Ping Ji was too crazy, even if Yan Beicheng was fast enough, Moshang's white and tender cheek was still scratched with blood, and blood beads the size of soybeans oozed outward.

"Take her down quickly." Yan Cenxuan wanted to step forward, but seeing that Yan Beicheng was so nervous, he quickly suppressed the worry in his heart, turned around and ordered to the people in the room.

With Caiyi incident just now, the servants and guards in the house were all awake, many people came up, tied up Ping Ji's five flowers and gagged her mouth, and then hurriedly dragged her down.

"Brother Huang, sister-in-law..." Yan Cenxuan stood aside for a while, but he still couldn't hold back the worry in his heart. He was about to ask a question, but before he finished speaking, he saw that Yan Beicheng had directly sent Mo Shang Hua hugged her by the waist, and walked out in a hurry, his eager heart was suddenly poured with cold water, and he was so cold that he didn't know what it was like.

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"I'm fine." Along the way, Yan Beicheng hugged Moshanghua tightly, no matter how hard she struggled, it was useless. He didn't relax a little until the Wuyuan, and before he had time to put her on the bed, she She jumped out of his arms and spoke lightly.

Seeing her indifferent look, Yan Beicheng frowned immediately, and raised his hand as if wanting to touch her wound, but he was afraid of hurting her, so he was at a loss as to what to do, but Mo Shanghua was confused water.

Seeing her bewildered look, he couldn't help pinching the other side of her intact cheek, "Stupid woman, why don't you defend yourself in that situation? If she is going crazy, pull out the When the hairpin comes to stab you, don’t you want to submit obediently?”

Mo Shanghua blinked lightly, her slender eyelashes fluttering like wings, "There are so many people from the imperial city staring there, how can I slack off? Besides, with so many people present, how could they all sit and watch?" Ignore it, I'm fine no matter what, but Ping Ji, there might have been a way out, but now I'm afraid the only way out is gone."

"A woman who dares to hurt this king can be divided into five horses." Mentioning this, Yan Beicheng's originally quiet eyes were suddenly stained with a bit of violence, and the bottom of the eyes was dark.

Mo Shanghua's heart warmed up, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly, but unexpectedly touched the wound on her cheek, and immediately another drop of blood came out, dripping on the back of Yan Beicheng's hand, like hot molten iron Like, pulled his thoughts back.

"What's going on, why is it still dripping blood?" It's just a scratch, logically speaking, it should scab over soon, but when the wound reached Mo Shanghua's cheek, not only did it not scab, Yan Beicheng was shocked to see that blood was still bubbling outside.