Chapter 114 The Little Scholar Always Cries (38)

Just as Sang Tian finished her bath, Shaoyao's voice came from the door, "The Queen and the Prince want to see you!"

Sang Tian put on her clothes and opened the door. Mo Yu was sitting in the pavilion in the yard, playing with the teacup on the table.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Mo Yu stopped what he was doing and looked towards Sang Tian. His eyes swept across the red marks on Sang Tian's neck. Mo Yu's eyes darkened, but he still had a hypocritical smile on his face.

"Your Majesty looks different today than in the past few days." Mo Yu looked at Sang Tian meaningfully.

Sang Tian walked over and sat in front of him, took the teacup from his hand and asked, "What's the difference?"

"The Imperial Concubine seems to be even more beautiful today, even more beautiful than that fairy."

Sang Tian was disgusted by Mo Yu's glib appearance. She looked at him coldly and said, "Why are you looking for me? If you have nothing else, please leave first."

Mo Yu calmly took out a piece of paper with words written on it from his sleeve and placed it in front of Sang Tian. "This is what I found out. Mo Chen has been recruiting a large number of assassins recently. I think he must have someone he wants to kill."

Sang Tian took the note without changing her expression. It stated how many death warriors and elite soldiers Mo Chen wanted.

The person Mo Chen wants to deal with is undoubtedly Duan Yunyi.

Sang Tian's eyes changed color and she tore off the note in her hand and looked at Mo Yu who was sitting opposite her. "Prince Yu, you only need to do one thing for me first, which is to intercept all these assassins and elite soldiers before Mo Chen does. Shaoyao will send the silver you need this afternoon."

Mo Yu Chaotian smiled and slammed the table, "Your Majesty is wise. I will do it right away."

After Mo Yu left, Sang Tian tapped the table and a shadow fell and knelt in front of her, "Master."

Sang Tian looked at the direction where Mo Yu left and ordered, "You should take action next."

"Yes!"

Mo Chen couldn't see Sang Tian venting all her anger on Tan Ling'er. When Tan Ling'er was still resting on the bed, suddenly a huge force grabbed her hair and pulled her down.

Her carefully combed hair was scattered in an instant, making her look disheveled.

Tan Linger was pulled so hard that she screamed in pain, and when she saw that the person coming was Mo Chen, she started cursing.

Mo Chen was so angry that he grabbed Tan Ling'er's hair and slapped her face several times, "How dare you, a vicious woman, do such a dirty thing and make Tian'er misunderstand me."

Tan Linger's ears were ringing due to the beating and she couldn't hear what Mo Chen was saying. She could only see Mo Chen's hideous face.

Anger suddenly surged into her heart, instantly burning away the last bit of rationality in Tan Ling'er's heart.

Tan Linger pulled up an ugly smile, and her teeth stained with bright red blood looked particularly terrifying. Mo Chen did not notice that there was a strange light flashing in Tan Linger's eyes.

"Mo Chen, you are such a bitch. Sang Tian loved you so much before, but you turned a blind eye to it and now you are clinging to her like a pug."

Tan Ling'er's words were undoubtedly like a knife stabbing into Mo Chen's heart. He raised his hand and slapped Tan Ling'er in the face a few more times.

After such torture, Tan Linger's face instantly became red and swollen, and there was no trace of her previous pretty and lovely face.

Before Mo Chen opened his mouth to curse, Tan Ling'er's eyes turned fierce and she quickly pulled out the hairpin from her hair and stabbed it into Mo Chen's neck.

The two of them were very close to each other and Mo Chen had no time to dodge. He could only watch helplessly as the spear pierced his neck, and blood gushed out instantly, staining the ground and their luxurious clothes red.

Tan Linger started laughing at Mo Chen who was lying on the ground. It seemed that the anger in her heart could not be relieved. Tan Linger tightened her grip on the hairpin and spat at Mo Chen with a ferocious face.

"Mo Chen, you deserve to die. When you go to hell, that bitch Sang Tian will soon be there to accompany you!"