Chapter 116 The Little Scholar Always Cries (40)
Tan Linger, who escaped from the palace, hid in Prince Yu's mansion, hoping that Mo Yu would arrange for her to leave Mo Kingdom and return to Yu Kingdom.
Mo Yu smiled and agreed to let her pack some clothes for him. Tan Ling'er immediately went to pack her things happily. When she saw the valuables in the palace, she stuffed them into her wooden box.
She has been in Mexico for such a long time but has not gained any benefits. Instead, she has been beaten frequently. Now that she is about to leave, she cannot let herself be wronged no matter what.
Even if she takes these things away now, they will eventually fall into Mo Yu's hands.
The servants in the palace saw all this and immediately went to report to Mo Yu.
After hearing this, Mo Yu was not shocked and just asked the servants to keep an eye on it.
In the evening, Mo Yu found a carriage to escort Tan Ling'er upstairs as agreed, and did not forget to make promises to her before leaving.
"Ling'er, wait for me in Yu Country. Once I conquer Mo Country, I will marry you in a grand sedan chair!"
Tan Linger was so moved by Mo Yu's words that she burst into tears and wanted to rush over to kiss Mo Yu.
Mo Yu took a step back and signaled the driver with his eyes. The driver nodded in response and swung the whip in his hand to whip the horse's back.
When the carriage reached the outskirts of the city, Tan Linger suddenly felt something was wrong. The coachman, who had been whipping the horse, had stopped moving and only the sound of the horse's hooves rubbing against the ground remained.
Tan Linger's heart was filled with alarm and she pulled open the curtain, and the coachman disappeared. At this time, the carriage was surrounded by masked men in black, each holding a long knife and staring at her fiercely.
Before Tan Ling'er could utter a word, her throat was slashed with a knife. The cut was so fine that not even a drop of blood was shed.
Tan Linger died with her eyes wide open, staring at the man in black in front of her. As she lay dying, Mo Yu's shoes embroidered with gold thread appeared in front of her. He kicked away her drooping arm and said in disgust, "Hurry up and drag this woman away and throw her into the mass grave!"
Mo Yu's order seemed to fall on deaf ears. The men in black stood there without moving. The leader stepped forward and stopped in front of him.
He took off his mask in front of Mo Yu. He was the person who appeared in front of Sang Tian that day.
Mo Yu looked at the man in front of him warily and quietly grasped the dagger at his waist, "Who are you? You are not my man."
The other party chuckled, "Of course I am not with the prince, because I am Sang Tian's subordinate. If you hadn't had thoughts that you shouldn't have, the master might have spared your life, but you don't cherish it. In this case, you can only accompany Princess Tan on the road to the underworld."
"You took the money your master gave you and actually wanted to take Master Duan's life. Do you think Miss Sang would be able to keep you?"
Mo Yu looked panicked, it turned out that she knew everything. From the very beginning, he had never been sincere when he approached her for cooperation. He wanted not only the Mo Kingdom, but also the Yu Kingdom.
He had already found out that Duan Yunyi's weak spot was Sang Tian. As long as he could take down Sang Tian, the Jade Kingdom would be in his hands!
Mo Yu was killed by a knife before he could react.
The men in black dumped his body and Tan Ling'er's body in a mass grave for wild dogs to eat.
After Duan Yunyi and Sang Tian resolved the misunderstanding, he took people back to his house outside the palace, which was a mansion named after Sang Tian, called "Si Sang".
When Sang Tian asked about his mother Duan, Duan Yunyi's expression began to become painful. He explained that his mother Duan fell seriously ill and died shortly after he became the Imperial Master of Yu Kingdom.
Although Duan's mother hated Sang Tian when she left, she no longer hated her later. As a mother, she didn't want Duan Yunyi to suffer so much, so she asked him to find Sang Tian before she died.
Sang Tian hugged Duan Yunyi's shoulders with a distressed look on her face and pulled him into her arms.
"I'm sorry Yun Yi, I wasn't by your side when you were most sad."
Duan Yunyi raised his head and wiped away the tears from the corners of Sang Tian's eyes with his fingers. He kissed her lips devoutly and stirred things around in her mouth, trying desperately to leave his mark.
Sang Tian hummed and tried to raise her head to cooperate with him.
Duan Yunyi's hand slowly moved down and his fingers lightly lifted Sang Tian's belt, and it fell off.
Duan Yunyi reached in with his big hand and panted softly, "Tiantian, how about we go to the yard? There is a chaise longue under the tree that I made specially for you. There are no neighbors around and no one will hear you."
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