Leng Wang Yu's Wife: The Concubine of the Black Belly

Chapter 4
Sheng Wanyu subconsciously wanted to say that this was her bracelet, but just when the words were about to blurt out, she suddenly stopped.Sheng Wanyu herself didn't know why the bracelet that originally belonged to Yin Wanyu came to Sheng Wanyu with her, but now, it was obvious that Su Changmo knew the bracelet, so she couldn't reveal her identity.

"My lord, this bracelet was entrusted to me by an old friend."

Su Changmo's cold eyes trembled suddenly, although his tone was still cold, but he could hear a trace of eagerness after careful distinction: "What old friend?"

"The crown prince's side concubine, Yin Wanyu."

Wanyu!

"Why did she give this to you?" Su Changmo narrowed his cold eyes slightly, obviously not believing the words very much.

Sheng Wanyu lowered her eyebrows, her voice couldn't help but lowered, painful memories surged, "She wants me to avenge her, she wants me to seek justice for her, she won't die with peace in her eyes."

Every time the woman uttered a word, Su Changmo's fist clenched even tighter. In the end, there was a faint bloodstain on the palm, but Su Changmo didn't seem to feel it at all.

He only knew that she was dead, but he didn't know that she would die so tragically.

Seppuku, how cruel it would be for a person who longs to be a mother!

"Who is it?" Whoever it was, secretly put her to death.

Su Changmo slowly turned around and got off the wheelchair, his deep pool-like pupils stared at Sheng Wanyu who had half sat up, and on her half-destroyed face, there was a kind of splendor, it was hatred of light.

"Prince, Su Changmu."

It turned out to be him!It really was him!
Su Changmo's body suddenly released a powerful cold air, his eyes were as sharp as a knife's edge, his thin lips were already pursed into a straight line, he looked like Shura walking from hell.

After a while, Su Changmo slowly said, "Why should I trust you?"

Sheng Wanyu took a series of changes in Su Changmo's expression into her eyes, and became more and more sure that Yin Wanyu was a special existence to Su Changmo, even though she didn't remember when she had an intersection with Su Changmo .

"I have no reason to lie to you." Sheng Wanyu stared fixedly at the man in the wheelchair in front of her.

His eyes were deep and cold, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

For a long time, although Sheng Wanyu lived in the boudoir, she had heard the rumors about the Fourth Prince.

What she even knows better is that this seemingly cold and cold-hearted person is always the confidant of her former husband, the current Crown Prince Su Changmu.If it wasn't for Su Changmo's disabled legs, he might have been involved in the dispute for the heir apparent long ago.

But not getting involved now doesn't mean he doesn't have such thoughts.

More importantly, relying on Sheng Wanyu's understanding of the prince, she understood that it was impossible for Su Changmu to keep this person on his alert list for no reason.

Thinking of Su Changmu, Sheng Wanyu couldn't help biting her lower lip tightly, almost piercing her delicate skin with such force.

She hates, so she wants them to taste the pain she has suffered, and she will do everything possible to make those who have bullied her fall to the bottom of hell.

Suddenly, a bold idea jumped into her mind, maybe Su Changmo could be a good partner on her revenge journey.

At this time, Su Changmo was about to leave the dungeon.

"Does your lord want to restore your legs?"

A woman's voice sounded from behind, Su Changmo's body froze slightly, and his expression couldn't help becoming serious.

"I don't know if the lord is willing to make a deal with Wanyu. Wanyu is in charge of healing your legs. Your lord, you only need to hand over Su Changmu and Yin Qingxuan to Wanyu after the final event is successful."

If she can't find an opponent who can compete with Su Changmu, then it is impossible for her to take revenge.

And Su Changmo was the best and only candidate.

Su Changmo's thin lips slowly curled up, revealing a cold smile, after a pause, he spoke again, the words were already calm: "If you want me to let you go, then you still die Take this heart."

"My lord, do you want to be paralyzed for the rest of your life and be ridiculed by the world?" Sheng Wanyu raised her voice, she knew that for this noble person, the most unbearable thing should be such incompetent legs.

So even if there is only a little hope, he will firmly grasp it.

If she is not cured, Su Changmo will just continue to live like this, but if she is cured, then Su Changmo can do a lot.So no matter what, Su Changmo will not suffer.

She was betting, betting on Su Changmo's unwillingness and ambition.

In this world, no one can resist the temptation of the Ninth Five-Year Throne, the closer one gets to it, the more one wants to occupy that supreme glory.

"Please give me a set of silver needles, my lord. Let me diagnose your legs first. What do you think of your lord?"

After a long silence, when Bai Xiu thought that Su Changmo would definitely refuse, Su Changmo suddenly asked him to fetch the silver needle and some necessary items as Sheng Wanyu asked.

Finally, the chains on Sheng Wanyu's wrists were released.

A faint light flashed across the woman's star pupils, and after cleaning her hands, she began to apply the needle seriously.

In order to avoid being disturbed, she had asked Su Changmo to send out all the other servants. At this moment, only Sheng Wanyu, Su Changmo, and Bai Xiu were left in this dungeon.

"Master Bai, please help me to help the prince's right leg."

Bai Xiu didn't doubt that he was there, and walked over.

(End of this chapter)