Chapter 4o

When Mo Yan was walking around the chess club, his eyes were suddenly attracted by a figure. He couldn't help but stop, and his eyes instantly became extremely dark.

It's her!

Yan Qingyu!

Yan Qingyu turned her wheelchair alone to a corner of the yard. Yan Ziran and Mo Yiqing were next to her to participate in the ring competition, and she took the opportunity to look around.

She was interested in these things. As a secret guard in her previous life, she could not leave the secret guard training camp. After becoming Ye Cang's secret guard, she never walked around again.

I walked a little unconsciously... I didn't know that I was staring at by a pair of dark and dangerous eyes...

The body was inexplicably cold, with a yin and cold breath that penetrated from the top of the head to the soles of the feet. Yan Qingyu had no idea what happened, but she instinctively felt the danger.

She felt that this place was inconvenient to stay for a long time, so she turned her wheelchair. When she wanted to leave, two guards suddenly flashed out of the darkness and stopped her from leaving.

"Who are you?"

The two secret guards were like door gods, blocking her way one after another, with cold and ruthless eyes without any emotion.

Mo Yan slowly walked over and looked at her openly. She was sitting in a wheelchair, staring at her with dark black eyes, "It's broken the plan of this palace, woman, you are so brave!"

Yan Qingyu was shocked.

Unexpectedly, the sixth prince was so bold and arrogant in broad daylight. No matter what, he was the prime minister's daughter, so he still dared to take action?

"My daughter...My daughter doesn't know what Your Highness meant..." Yan Qingyu's voice trembled slightly, just like an ordinary lady who couldn't stand such powerful pressure and showed a fearful expression. She was fragile and harmless, and could make people relax and be wary.

Mo Yan's deep black eyes narrowed gently, his eyes as if he was about to strip her naked. His handsome face was covered with a layer of cold light. He pinched her chin and said sternly: "Dare to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger in front of me? You are still a little short of it! I dare to ruin the good things of my palace, and this palace will let you know the consequences of talking too much!"

"Take it away!" Mo Yan slowly turned the ring in his hand, and his evil eyes shone with a cold luster. This woman who dared to destroy her plan was really impatient. She must use her soul to deeply remember the consequences of her talking too much.

Yan Qingyu was covered by the guards and dragged her straight from the wheelchair, and then taken away.

I don’t know where she was taken, but she was thrown heavily to the ground. Mo Yan walked around her body and sat down on the chair on the side, looking at the men and women beside her, with extremely cruel lips curled across her eyes: “I’m late, has the game started?”

"I'm just waiting for your highness!" A young man stood up and did not look at Yan Qingyu who was blocked on the ground at all, but bent down very humble and flattering.

Yan Qingyu looked up and saw that there were many young men who didn't know at the scene. They all had a very strong dandy aura on their bodies, and a bohemian smile on their evil and handsome faces.

Yan Qingyu suddenly understood.

It is said that birds of a feather flock together, and most of Yan Ziran’s friends are very gentle and elegant.

But Mo Yan's friends were all in love.

Mo Yan's evil eyes flashed with cold light, staring at Yan Qingyu casually: "Before the ring match is not over, let's play some interesting games, right?"

"Okay, Your Highness, I don't know what interesting games to play today? The woman I played was too careless last time. She died when her body was sawed open. She thought she could still live when she was sawed in half?" A young and gloomy man immediately smiled happily. His twisted eyes flashed with endless cold light, and even narrowed his eyes intoxication and recalled the poor woman who was tortured to death by him last time.

"Young Master Lin doesn't know that in history, there has been a man who was cut in half and his body was divided into two pieces. He even wrote eight miserable words in his blood to die!" Another noble man opened the fan and shook it gracefully, but the expression on his face was so cold and ruthless.

"Then cut off this woman in half and see if she can write eight miserable words alive!" The noble man named Lin widened his eyes, a hint of desire appeared in his eyes, and he even stood up impatiently, wanting to see the woman in front of him, showing a look of pain.

Mo Yan supported his chin with one hand, and his cold smile slowly raised. He stared at Yan Qingyu's appearance as he was lying on the ground and retreating, and he smiled even more dangerously.

"This woman is bold and provoking this palace. It's too cheap to cut her in half!" Mo Yan spoke casually, her black pupils were filled with endless anger and blood, and the scarlet luster kept shining, just like an evil ghost from hell.

He stood up and came to Yan Qingyu, hooked her chin, and said in a cold tone. "It would be better to try Lingchi according to our palace? I used to see the executioner who was sentenced to death. I always felt bored if I saw the executioner being sentenced. Why not try it with my own hands?"

"Your Highness has a great idea. I wanted to try Lingchi's feeling a long time ago!" The young man named Lin immediately rolled up his sleeves and clapped his hands excitedly, his eyes full of excitement and eagerness to try.
Chapter completed!