Chapter 87 The Little Scholar Always Cries (11)
Mo Chen sneered and kept approaching. Sang Tian had no way to retreat and leaned against the tree, overshadowed by Mo Chen's figure.
Mo Chen pinched Sang Tian's chin and forced her to look up and look at him. "Sang Tian, if you tell me now, I will take you away. I can marry you, but the position of queen can only be Ling'er."
When Mo Chen said this, there was a hint of alms in his tone.
Sang Tian couldn't help but find it funny to hear Mo Chen's shameless words. Without the slightest hesitation, she slapped away the hand that was pinching her chin. "Mo Chen, it's disgusting to hear this from you. You asked me to marry you and now you want to take me away. Can you please stop being such a jerk?"
"Sang Tian, you only have this one chance. Do you really want to be with a poor scholar for the rest of your life? You can enjoy endless wealth and glory by following me."
Mo Chen whispered seductively, his eyes fell on Sang Tian's rosy lips. Thinking of her kiss with Duan Yunyi, he slowly lowered his head.
"The host master is here! He looked like he was about to break."
Sang Tian turned her head to avoid Mo Chen's kiss. Duan Yunyi stood not far away and watched them with tears in his eyes. When Sang Tian looked over, he turned and left.
From Duan Yunyi's angle, he couldn't hear their conversation. All he could see was her and Mo Chen being intimate.
Mo Chen pinched Sang Tian's chin and straightened her face, saying frivolously, "Do you think the poor scholar will divorce you if he sees us like this?"
This time Sang Tian finally couldn't bear it anymore and slapped Mo Chen on the face. The crisp sound of the slap echoed throughout the forest.
Mo Chen's eyes were full of sinisterness, "How dare you hit me!"
Sang Tian snorted coldly, "Mo Chen, don't forget that without me, let alone the throne, you are just a prince who has accomplished nothing. Even if I raise a dog, I would know how to be grateful, not to mention that I helped you take the throne."
Every word Sang Tian said was like a sharp sword piercing into Mo Chen's heart.
Sang Tian didn't want to care about Mo Chen's expression, so she pushed him away and walked away.
Mo Chen stared at Sang Tian's departing back. The beast lurking in his heart kept beating at his brain. He felt eerie standing in the moonlight.
When Sang Tian returned to the yard, she saw that the light in the house was still on. She went in and saw Duan Yunyi sleeping on the bed with his clothes on, lying on his side with his face facing inside. In the quiet room, she could clearly hear slight sobbing sounds.
Sang Tian walked over and sat by the window, leaned over and kissed Duan Yunyi on the earlobe, "Husband, I'm back."
Duan Yunyi seemed even sadder when he heard Sang Tian's voice. He pulled the quilt over his head and buried his crying so that Sang Tian could not hear it clearly.
Seeing that it didn't work, Sang Tian climbed up and pulled off the quilt on Duan Yunyi. Duan Yunyi used his arms to cover his red eyes, leaving only his lips that were red from crying.
Sang Tian lay on top of him and kissed him on the lips again and again, continuing to coax him, "Husband."
This was the first time Sang Tian called Duan Yunyi like this. His body trembled, but he still covered his eyes and cried silently.
Sang Tian was helpless and was about to get out of bed to make something delicious to comfort her. The moment she stood up, a big hand suddenly grabbed her waist and held her in its arms.
Duan Yunyi's beautiful eyes were red, the tip of his nose was also red, and his long eyelashes like butterfly wings were hung with crystal tears. The tears of a beautiful woman can easily arouse others' desire to protect her, and Sang Tian is no exception.
All I heard was Duan Yunyi sobbing, "My wife, don't leave. It's okay if you keep me by your side as your lover. I can't live without you now."
Duan Yunyi felt like he couldn't breathe and his heart ached when he thought about his wife kissing someone else.