The black-bellied emperor: the only enchanting princess

Chapter 106 Forgive Your Life
Outside the door, Xiaoxi blushed when she heard the widow's seductive and charming voice.

Leng Wuqing has always been expressionless, but although his face is faint, Mo Qingcheng still sees a touch of shyness from Leng Wuqing's eyes.

Mo Qingcheng looked at the door that was about to fall down, and opened his mouth lightly.

"I'm from Aunt Li's side, come out for a while."

There was no sound coming from the room, but Mo Qingcheng heard the sound of sparse clothes being put on. After a while, a widow in a lotus root pink linen dress came out.

"Oh, what did Aunt Li send someone over here for?"

Because Mo Qingcheng's back was facing the widow, the widow stepped forward in surprise, thinking that she was here to give the last sum of money, but seeing Mo Qingcheng turn around lightly, she took a step back in panic, and left in panic.

"You, are you Mo Qingcheng?"

The widow had never seen Mo Qingcheng, but only once from a distance, but because of Mo Qingcheng's extraordinary temperament, the widow still recognized Mo Qingcheng at a glance.

A smile appeared on the corner of Mo Qingcheng's mouth, but his eyes were icy cold. The widow shrank back as she watched, and was about to turn around and hide in the cave.

Seeing that the widow was about to leave, Leng Wuqing drew out the sword, placed it around the widow's neck, and said in a cold voice.

"Move more, die."

Mo Qingcheng glanced at Leng Wuqing appreciatively, and walked forward leisurely, holding a small wild flower in her hand, which was exactly the small wild flower growing at the widow's door.

As soon as the widow saw Mo Qingcheng, she knew that something was wrong, but she didn't expect that Mo Qingcheng would bring the guards with her, and she didn't dare to move at once.

"Small, miss, I have no grievances with you in the past, and I have no vendettas in the present, what are you doing!"

Mo Qingcheng walked around the widow slowly, with a curious expression on his face.

"I also can't figure it out. I have no grievances with you in the past and have no grievances in the present. Why did you frame me!"

When the widow heard this, she burst into tears and shouted loudly.

"Oh, I've been wronged! Miss, I heard that from the one who killed a thousand swords. I have never done such a thing."

The widow is a well-known shrew in the slums, and she is the best at playing tricks. When she sees that things are not good, she immediately plays a rogue.

It's a pity that if this matter was changed to being someone, there might be no way to do it, but the person I met this time was Mo Qingcheng, and there are plenty of ways to deal with a shrew.

Mo Qingcheng looked at the shrew who was sitting on the ground, crying loudly, and spoke lightly.

"Oh, it's so loud, cut off your tongue."

Hearing this, Leng Wuqing raised his sword and was about to cut the widow's neck. Seeing that the other party was serious, the widow hurriedly climbed up to Mo Qingcheng, pulled Mo Qingcheng's skirt, and begged for mercy.

"Miss, please forgive me, please forgive me! Aunt Li asked me to do these things, and I was also forced to do so."

Thinking of a rogue like a widow, all he needs to do is scare and scare, and he will recruit everything directly, not to mention that Leng Wuqing is not an ordinary person, and his evil spirit is the result of killing people.

Mo Qingcheng looked at the widow expressionlessly, and said in a cold voice.

"But I can't be wronged in vain! I think I can be happier if I kill you."

"Don't, don't, don't kill me, miss, please let me do whatever you want, don't kill me."

Mo Qingcheng kicked the widow away, looked the widow up and down, and spoke lightly.

"Then you say, what's the use of me keeping you?"

(End of this chapter)