Si Yucheng looked at him quietly, and after a while, he said, "No!"

"Ha... that throne is just a breeze for the Ghost Lord. You didn't swear to compensate me, why do you regret it?" Mo Li's eyes were filled with a strong sense of mockery and contempt. He hugged his chest with his hands and leaned quietly against the wall, with a face similar to Si Yucheng, which was completely different from that of Si Yucheng.

Si Yucheng is cold.

And he, Mo Li, hated him.

"In addition to the throne!" Si Yucheng frowned. The throne was something she liked, and she had already chosen the emperor.

So, he won't fight.

Especially competing with her!

Mo Li looked at Si Yucheng's expression carefully, with a sarcasm on his face that could not be dissipated. He leaned against the palace wall and said, "Beyond the throne... It's a pity, now I only want that throne!"

"Apart from this matter, you can discuss anything else~" Si Yucheng did not intend to let go at all.

"I just want the throne!"

"I said it was impossible!" Si Yucheng was a little impatient. When he turned his head and left, Mo Li suddenly said: "Then give her back to me. She is the wife I ordered since I was a child, not yours!"

With a bang, Si Yucheng punched directly at the wall behind Mo Li's ear, rubbing against the tip of his ear. The tip of his ear was cut by Li Li's wind, and a trace of blood oozed out of the tip of his ear, and Mo Li's pupils shrank.

Si Yucheng's fist in front of him was deeply trapped on the wall, staring at him at a very close distance. The face that was seventy-sixth-point like him made Si Yucheng feel a sense of dying to destroy it. He said softly: "I warn you for the last time that she is my wife!"

Mo Li's pupils tightly shrank into a dot, a sense of fear that the cold poisonous snake was staring at him, which made him unable to move. Listening to Si Yucheng's threatening words, his face turned slightly pale.

"She is not your wife, she is mine!"

I laughed at Si Yucheng, "So what if she got engaged to you? So what if she was your fourth prince's concubine? I worshiped her heaven and earth. Before she became the fourth prince's concubine, she worshiped heaven and earth and entered the bridal chamber!"

"You..." Mo Li was shocked.

"Remember, she is not your wife. I will marry her openly in the name of the queen of the Ghost Realm."

Slowly retracted his hand, Si Yucheng gently patted the debris on his fist.

Mo Li's eyes were dark, and an extremely cold luster appeared in his eyes. He quietly looked at Si Yucheng in front of him and said, "Ha, now she is by my side. My brother, what if you worship the world and enter the bridal chamber? Whose child is the most important thing she gives birth to, right?"

Si Yucheng's dark green eyes flashed by a residual light. He raised his foot and kicked Mo Li directly at the front of him. Mo Li was prepared and punched Si Yucheng in the face, but he was still kicked away.

The back hit the wall heavily, with a burning pain and blood surging, causing a slight blood to seep out of the corners of his lips.

Si Yucheng's whole body was cold, like an angry lion, and his green eyes were like a wild beast with no reason, faintly: "You are looking for death!"

"Ahem... are you scared? Compared to you, I am more likely to succeed. I am just a woman. As long as she gives birth to my child, do you think her heart will still be on you?"

Mo Li still doesn't forget to provoke.

Si Yucheng pulled his collar and lifted the person up directly, his face full of evil spirits, "You dare!"

"You know, I dare!" Mo Li suddenly flipped out of thin air and suddenly shouted to the side: "Come on, there is an assassin!"

Si Yucheng pinched his neck and had infinite murderous intent in his eyes.

With a strong force, Mo Li felt the scorching pain in his throat. A broken sound was made between his throat, and blood flowed back into his mouth, and his mouth was filled with a bloody smell.

The surrounding imperial guards ran over quickly after hearing the sound. Si Yucheng threw him away with force, and his harsh warning eyes seemed to pierce his heart. It was not until the imperial guards came that he left here lightly.

After the arrival of the Imperial Guard, Mo Li stood up with injuries, patted the soil on his body, wiped off the blood from his mouth, and his eyes were covered with the gloom of the storm.

"Since you care so much about her, it's great that the ruthless and desireless ghost king actually fell in love with a woman. If Yan Qingyu died, would you feel pain?" Mo Li smiled softly, endured the pain and returned to his palace, and then wrote a letter that made people pass it to Mo Yiqing's hands.

After Mo Yiqing sent Yan Chu and the others away, he received a famous letter. He looked at the contents of the letter and looked shocked.

Yan Qingyu's backing is not the fourth prince, but the ghost king?

If this is the case, then wouldn’t the Ghost King be secretly standing in the sect of the Fourth Prince?

Mo Li would never have thought that he revealed the relationship between Yan Qingyu and Si Yucheng to the prince Mo Yiqing, but he also got involved. Mo Yiqing was suspicious and smart. When he saw this news, he was not concerned about who Yan Qingyu was, but about Yan Qingyu was the fourth prince's concubine. The person behind her must be from the fourth prince's faction, otherwise why did Yan Qingyu marry the fourth prince's concubine?

Mo Yiqing held the letter in his hand tightly, his eyes cold.

"Come here, I will have a private banquet tomorrow night, invite the Ghost Lord, and let the Seventh Emperor Sister prepare well!" After Mo Yiqing gave an order, the eunuch bent down quickly.

...

Day 2

Si Yucheng was invited again. She didn't want to attend that banquet, but the crown prince of the country had to give him face, so she accepted the invitation to attend the boring banquet.

Yan Qingyu was about to go out when she met Mo Nanyu. Mo Nanyu hugged her arms and said with a smile: "Cousin, it's just right here, let's go play together?"

"I have something to do..."

"Sister, let's go together... You have rejected me several times, just once, okay?" Mo Nanyu kept acting coquettishly, and finally forced Yan Qingyu toward the outside of the palace.

Yan Qingyu has always been particularly gentle to Mo Nanyu, and she has been indulging her recently after she begged.

"Sister, do you know? I got the leader of the Baihua Banquet, but outside always said I... I am not in a good mood recently, so I will ask you to relax." Mo Nanyu was sitting in the carriage, hugging Yan Qingyu's arm tightly, with a little aggrieved, "The only one I can open my heart is my sister, we are relatives."

"What's wrong?" Yan Qingyu asked knowingly.

Mo Nanyu buried her head in Yan Qingyu's arms, and her voice was choked, "I clearly got the leader of the Baihua Yanhui Club, but everyone said that I was not good at winning, and said that the leader should have been Princess Yun... It turned out that the result had come out, and I don't know why these rumors appeared."

Yun Huaxue, the silent slander in Mo Nanyu's words.

Yan Qingyu listened quietly and stroked her head: "It's just rumors. Don't listen or believe it. If you can get the leader, you have real talent and knowledge."

"Sister is so nice!" Mo Nanyu said sweetly.

The carriage soon stopped in a family yard. This is another restaurant in the capital that stands on the shoulders of Tianxiang Restaurant, but the main focus is elegance. When entering the door, there is a small bridge and flowing water, and the Lanting Water Pavilion has a kind of calligraphy and painting style in the water town of the south of the Yangtze River. Most of them are talented men who are used to come here. When entering the door, you can see many men wearing common clothes, sitting on the ground, or walking leisurely in the corridor.

After Mo Nanyu pulled Yan Qingyu into it, she headed towards a private room. She smiled and said, "Sister, come quickly, Prince Gu has already booked a private room. I heard that Princess Yun will come too. I also want to apologize to her. Princess Yun's dance skills are so superb but lost. Most people will definitely not accept this result."

"Huh? Is Prince Gu at the door?" A palace maid next to Mo Nanyu said something softly in her ear. She raised her blushing expression in surprise and said quickly: "Sister, I'll pick up Prince Gu, you go to Lanting Pavilion?"

"Okay!" Yan Qingyu looked at Mo Nanyu's blushing expression on her face and looked plain, then walked towards Lanting Pavilion.

Mo Nanyu glanced at her quietly, her eyes flashed slightly, and then turned her head to leave.

Yan Qingyu passed many private rooms on the way to Lanting Pavilion. Some of the private rooms were not closed. She could just scan it casually and saw the men and women chatting and laughing inside. Each of them had a faint smile on their faces. They kept a certain distance when they were together, and were humble and polite.

Yan Qingyu withdrew her gaze. When she was about to go to Lanting Pavilion, she passed by a private room and found that the door of the private room was opened and a man walked out of it. It was Mo Yiqing.

Mo Yiqing glanced at her and was slightly stunned.

Yan Qingyu stood quietly in front of Mo Yiqing, and passed by him, and happened to see Si Yucheng sitting there in the distance. A beautiful woman next to Si Yucheng was holding a glass of wine, with a faint shame on her face and affectionate eyebrows and eyes, and was toasting Si Yucheng.

Perhaps it was because the woman's expression was too seductive, or perhaps it was because of visual error. When Yan Qingyu looked over, she happened to see the woman. She fell softly in Si Yucheng's arms, holding a glass of wine in her boneless hand, and slowly delivered it to the man's mouth.

Yan Qingyu just took a look quietly, and Mo Yiqing also closed the door. Si Yucheng in the door felt something outside? When he raised his eyes, the door was closed. He did not see Yan Qingyu flashing past, but frowned and looked at the woman in front of him coldly, and said coldly: "What is the Seventh Princess wanting to do?"

A fiery red glow rose on Mo Ling'er's face, and her hand holding the wine glass was trembling constantly. She half-kneeled on the ground, her eyes full of admiration, "Ling'er admires the Ghost Lord, maybe the Ghost Lord doesn't remember it, but Ling'er once met you, and from then on she missed you... Seeing you today, Ling'er was very happy, and she hoped that the Ghost Lord would drink this cup to fulfill Ling'er's infatuation."

Si Yucheng's eyes were cold, "Do you want to be my wife?"

"I hope the ghost will be fulfilled!" A faint light of water appeared in Mo Ling'er's eyes. Because she was shy, her little face smiled like a completely ripe fruit. She exuded a faint fragrance on her body, which would make her index finger open.

"I have a wife!" Si Yucheng slowly stood up, not intending to make a move at all Mo Linger's glass of wine.

Mo Ling'er pursed her lips gently, and the infatuation in her eyes remained completely unchanged. She said: "Ling'er doesn't care about her status, she just wants to serve the Ghost Lord."

Si Yucheng raised a strong mockery at the corner of his mouth, "It's a pity that I don't want to share her with anyone, I just want to be monogamous with her, you, extra!"

Mo Ling'er couldn't believe what she heard, a man and a couple?

This is a daydream that every woman dares not think about.

"Ghost Lord..."

Si Yucheng threw it gently and left the room directly. If he had known that Mo Yiqing had given him the Seventh Master, he would not have come to such a banquet. It would have been disgusting.
Chapter completed!