Prosperous Concubine: Black-bellied lord, don't do it

Chapter 123 Put Shangguanying in the Dungeon!

"Shangguanying, don't think that this king dare not do anything to you. If you don't follow this king's order, don't blame this king for being rude to you!" Mo Beiye said with a gloomy expression.

Shangguanying sneered and said mockingly: "It's not my fault, I will never admit my mistake, even if you want to kill me, I will not apologize to her!"

"Also, if she wants an antidote, she can tell the truth herself. I won't save a shameless villain who bites me back if I fail!"

She didn't doubt that Mo Beiye would torture her, but even if he wanted to kill her, she would not admit what she hadn't done, let alone save someone who was going to harm her and slandered herself for harming her.

"Shangguanying!" Mo Beiye glared at her with eyes that were tearing apart, and with those sinister eyes, he wanted to tear her into pieces. "This king will say it again, hand over the antidote, this is an order!"

"I have already said that unless Ouyang Qing'er tells the truth and apologizes to me for framing me, I will never give her the antidote!" Shangguanying's attitude was also very firm.

Mo Beiye's face was livid with anger, "Since you are so stubborn, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

He swayed hard, throwing her away.

Shangguanying's body became unsteady, and she staggered a few steps to the side, just in time to run in front of Su Wanrou.

A trace of coldness flashed in Su Wanrou's eyes, and she quietly stretched out her foot to hook her.

Shangguan Ying's body, which had not yet stood still, was hooked by her, and fell directly to the left, and his forehead hit the corner of the marble table beside him heavily.

The sharp pain caused Shangguan Ying to lose consciousness for a moment, and then felt viscous liquid flow down the left forehead.

Mo Beiye, who was angry, did not hear the muffled sound of Shangguan Ying's head hitting the corner of the table in Dali Temple.

After he threw Shangguanying away, he turned angrily and shouted outside: "Come on, put Shangguanying in the dungeon!"

"Yes!"

The guard at the door rushed in immediately, set up Shangguan Ying, and walked outside directly pressing her down.

At this time, Shangguanying's face was already stained red with blood, and she was dragged away before her head recovered from the dizziness of being hit.

And from the beginning to the end, she always turned her back to Mo Beiye.

Mo Beiye looked at her back, but didn't see anything unusual.

The strong smell of medicine in the room also covered up the faint smell of blood.

"Whenever you hand over the antidote, I will let you out!" Looking at the back of Shangguanying who was being carried to the door, Mo Beiye shouted in a deep voice.

However, Shangguanying did not respond.

Mo Beiye's face became more and more ugly, and his hands were clenched.

He didn't look away until Shangguan Ying's figure was completely out of sight.

However, when his eyes were about to see the place where Shangguanying fell just now, Su Wanrou suddenly took two steps forward, blocking the blood-stained corner of the table behind her.

She looked at Mo Beiye tenderly, and said with understanding: "Brother Ye, don't be too angry, I guess it was because you were too kind to Ms. Shangguan and spoiled her, so she kept singing against you If she is closed for two days, maybe she will give in and bow her head, don't worry about Qing'er, I will take good care of her."

"Yes." Mo Beiye replied with a sullen face, turned and walked out of the pharmacy.

When Mo Beiye left the room, Su Wanrou took out a handkerchief from her body, walked to the corner of the table that Shangguanying had bumped into, and wiped off the blood on it.

Looking at the blood stains on the handkerchief, the corner of her mouth curved into a cold arc.

(End of this chapter)