black belly prince cruel concubine

Chapter 13 Make a crime!
"Presumptuous, you vicious woman dare to stab me with an embroidery needle. Do you know who my grandfather is? My grandfather is the powerful Lord Dong Jinghou. How dare you murder Dong Jinghou's precious grandson! You are in serious trouble Let me tell you!" Although Young Master Yun's face was pale, it didn't affect him in the slightest to bully others, and he shouted angrily and arrogantly to seek revenge from the little prince, "Come on, quickly, take her down for me, I will She was sold into a brothel, and she had to prick a few holes in her body to let her know that the young master is not easy to bully..."

The children around were all gearing up. When they heard the order from the little bully, they all showed excited eyes, and then ran towards Li Chenyu with a strange cry.

"Stop!" Wei's stern voice suddenly sounded.

I saw Cheng Yimo, who was short and fat but very strong, walking from the depths of the peach blossoms.

Seeing Cheng Yimo, the little prince was excited and resentful like a missing child looking for his mother.

"Mo Mo! They bully me."

The wicked report first!
In broad daylight, right and wrong are turned upside down, causing public indignation.The children glared at him angrily.

Yun Lingzhi also twisted his face, trembling his hands, and accused, "Nonsense, you bullied us."

Young Master Yun has angry eyebrows, while the Crown Prince is cowardly and cowardly; Young Master Yun has many people, but the Crown Prince is alone and lonely. A "sighted person" can tell who is bullying whom at a glance.

Cheng Yimo is extremely protective, even if Li Chenyu really bullied Yun Lingzhi, it would be good if she kicked Yun Lingzhi without getting into trouble. Do you still expect her to seek justice for Yun Lingzhi? !Besides, now Yun Lingzhi is bullying her weak cousin with a large number of people, so he has to seek justice for his family no matter what.

Cheng Yimo shielded Li Chenyu behind him, squeezed his fingers, twisted his neck, and showed fierce eyes.

Little Overlord Yun was annoyed by her unreasonable behavior, and he didn't care about bullying the little with the big, so he put his back on his waist and raised his arms and shouted, "Little ones, give it to me!"

In an instant, seven or eight children wrestled into a ball.Not to mention, Cheng Yimo didn't suffer at all.

Most of the children are five or six years old, some are four or five years old, and the oldest one is seven or eight years old. The fists of children are soft and have no strength.But Cheng Yimo is different, the usual bowls of white rice are not for nothing, he is strong and strong, and his fists are hard and ruthless, and he hits his weak spots, inserting his eyes, digging his nose and pulling his hair. A child was beating and wailing.

Half an hour later, only Young Master Yun was left standing there alone.Young master Yun is used to being a bully, and he is so stupid that he can't figure out the situation. Seeing his followers falling down, he not only does not restrain his momentum, but even becomes more arrogant, "Bold! Reverse, reverse, how dare you openly beat me?" People, come, come—take them into prison..." The word 'prison' is used as the exit, and the person is opened with ink and a brick, and then there is a hole in the head, and scarlet blood flows down the forehead go down.Young Master Yun only felt his left eye was blood red, vaguely covering his vision, he stretched out his hand tremblingly to touch it, it was hot and sticky, and when he took a closer look, it was bright red and steaming.

Her lips and teeth trembled, and her pupils widened, "...Blood, blood!" She rolled her eyes and fell to the ground.

"Boss, here are two bowls of Yangchun noodles."

"Okay, sit between the two guests, the Yangchun noodles will be ready soon."

Cheng Yimo and Li Chenyu sat down in a quiet place in the noodle shop, and after sitting for a while, the noodles came.

"Come on, two guests, here are the Yangchun noodles you ordered, please eat slowly." Xiao'er put down the noodles with a smile, and then turned to greet other guests.

Cheng Yimo just finished the fight, he was really hungry, he gorged himself on the bowl while holding the bowl, he didn't even care about his mouth getting red.

Seeing this appearance, Li Chenyu was both sad and distressed, so he quickly puffed his cheeks to blow to her, while blowing, he said, "Momo, let's eat slowly, if it's not enough, I still have a bowl here. Don't worry, don't burn your mouth..."

When he finished speaking, Cheng Yimo had already eaten a bowl of noodles, and when he heard that he would not eat the bowl, he snatched it without hesitation, snorted a few times, and another bowl of Yangchun noodles entered his stomach.

Li Chenyu took out a silk handkerchief, and wiped her mouth carefully, seeing the bloody tooth marks on her neck under the skirt of her clothes, a cold light gathered in her eyes.

That tooth mark was bitten by a little kid the size of a bean.That dead boy was such a little rascal, he was punched on the bridge of the nose by Cheng Yimo, causing the nose to bleed.Bleeding profusely, a dead child would definitely not do it, he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, like a hungry wolf preying on prey, pounced on Cheng Yimo, scratching and biting.

Luckily, Cheng Yimo had experience in dealing with little hooligans, so she used her fists and hit him indiscriminately until the dead boy screamed before she stopped.

Although Cheng Yimo was victorious, he was also in a mess. His clothes were torn, his hair was messed up, his face was scratched, his neck was bitten, and he looked like a little beggar.

The little prince straightened the chicken nest for her and touched the scratches on her face, it hurts in her heart.

"Mo Mo, what should I do if my face is disfigured?" The queen mother said, a woman's appearance is more important than her life.If his face is disfigured, will Momo die?
"..." Cheng Yimo ordered another bowl of Yangchun noodles, and he was enjoying himself right now.Her cheeks were bulging, her round eyes were wide open, she was fighting Yang Chunmian for a long time, how could she have the energy to answer his boring questions.

The summer is hot and the golden light is bright.On both sides of the street, vendors are flooding.Under the refraction of the sun, the granite-paved streets are shining with golden light. The restaurants and inns on both sides are all carved with flowers and windows, red lacquered fences, carved beams and painted buildings, and glass flying lamps.

On the bustling street, there are cars and horses like a dragon, and there is a lot of people.Two children in the crowd are eye-catching, one is ragged like a beggar, and the other is expensive like a royal.One is as unkempt as mud, and the other is as elegant and handsome as clouds.

Cheng Yimo held his stomach clumsily in both hands, and walked slowly forward.

The little prince was behind her, carefully supporting her waist, lest she accidentally fall.While walking, he took a sneak peek at Cheng Yimo's round belly swollen like a watermelon, the little prince suddenly thought of something, his face turned pale, his hands shook like chaff——

The little prince trembled, touched Cheng Yimo's round belly excitedly and excitedly, and asked expectantly, "Momo, do you think this is our son or daughter?"

"What?" Cheng Yimo blinked in confusion.

"I've heard privately from the court ladies that a man and a woman can have a baby by sleeping in the same bed and taking off their clothes and kissing each other." These days, they all slept in the same bed, and, moreover, he couldn't resist the temptation last night, In the middle of the night, he got up and secretly kissed Momo's little mouth.The small mouth is tender, soft and sweet, and it tastes better than sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

Thinking of this, the little prince's cheeks were as delicate as peach pistils, his bright eyes were as affectionate as spring water, and his rippling appearance was incomparably coquettish!
Ho!
Sleeping in a bed will give birth to a baby?

Cheng Yimo opened his mouth wide, stared at his stomach in disbelief, and touched it curiously, there is a little red horse (the son of a sweaty horse) inside? !
(End of this chapter)