Chapter 78 The Little Scholar Always Cries (2)
This time, Sang Tian turned around and looked at Mo Chen. The disdain in her eyes made Mo Chen's eyes turn cold. A feeling of dissatisfaction surged in his heart, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed Sang Tian's delicate wrist.
Sang Tian pushed Mo Chen away with force in pain, not hiding her disgust for him at all. She covered her already red wrist and glared at Mo Chen.
Mo Chen was tall, with handsome eyebrows and bright eyes. No wonder the original owner was so obsessed with him before, and even willing to sacrifice everything for him. However, no matter how handsome Mo Chen was, in Sang Tian's eyes, he was just a devil in human skin.
In order to prevent Mo Chen from going crazy and grabbing her wrist again, Sang Tian took several steps back to keep a safe distance from Mo Chen.
Mo Chen's dark eyes stared at Sang Tian's movements, and he felt increasingly unhappy. How could she have looked at him like this before? Every time he saw him, he wanted to stick to him.
Mo Chen naturally understood Sang Tian's action as a tactic of playing hard to get, which was just a means to attract his attention. Thinking of this, Mo Chen looked at Sang Tian with a hint of annoyance.
He has never liked the arrogant look of the woman in front of him. He likes someone like Ling'er who is as lively as an elf and can warm people's hearts like the sun no matter where she is.
When Mo Chen thought of that beautiful and naughty girl like water, the corners of his mouth rose slightly uncontrollably. When his eyes met Sang Tian, the corners of his mouth instantly drooped and his tone of voice was fierce.
"Sang Tian, my patience is limited. You will have to marry tomorrow even if you don't want to."
Mo Chen's tone carried the irresistible majesty of an emperor. Sang Tian couldn't help but laugh in her heart as to how he had come to this throne.
Sang Tian was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. She stretched out her hand and spread it in front of Mo Chen. "I can marry you, but I want a million taels of gold, some cloth and other things, and a few shops in the capital. The emperor will not refuse to give these, after all, it is His Majesty who wants to marry me off!"
Sang Tian's words left Mo Chen speechless. Thinking of Sang Tian's previous support for him, Mo Chen finally agreed.
After getting the consent, Sang Tian immediately turned around and happily packed her things. She pretended not to see Mo Chen standing there.
Mo Chen stared at Sang Tian for a few seconds and then turned and left.
That night Mo Chen sent someone to deliver the things she wanted. Sang Tian asked someone to deliver these things to Sang Ting's mansion and kept a few shops as a guarantee. All she had to do was to hide her identity as a rich woman and give her future husband a surprise.
The next morning, before the palace maids arrived, Sang Tian had already put on her wedding dress and was waiting for the wedding party to arrive.
Mo Chen, as her ex-husband, also came to see Sang Tian off. When he saw Sang Tian in her wedding dress, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
In the sunlight, Sang Tian's skin is as white as cream and her appearance is stunningly beautiful. Even in a loose wedding dress, it is still difficult to hide her voluptuous figure. All the right places are well-placed. Her slender waist is like a willow in the spring breeze, which makes people's mouths dry.
Mo Chen knew that Sang Tian was very beautiful, but at this moment she seemed breathtakingly beautiful, like a captivating enchantress who could seduce people's minds at any time.
Mo Chen suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and stepped onto the dragon chariot without looking anymore.
Mo Chen took great pains to get Sang Tian to marry Duan Yunyi. The bridal sedan was made of the finest sandalwood, and the entire sedan was carved with lifelike flowers and covered with red cloth, making it look luxurious and grand. There was no maid accompanying her, only a few people carrying the sedan.