Black Bellied Prince’s Stunning Abandoned Consort

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"A ten-year agreement, you are willing." After Baili Mo nodded, Xu Weiran put forward the conditions again. You must know that Hua Qianzi has done so much, they cannot break their promise.

Even in the battle of the world, Xu Weiran still maintained a gentleman's demeanor.

Hearing this, Bailimo seemed to understand something, stood up from the chair, walked around slowly, his body was a little weak, but he was already recovering: "I see."

While smiling at Xu Weiran.

"Don't get me wrong, she and I are just a purely cooperative relationship." Xu Weiran froze for a moment, then smiled, as chic as the wind.

Baili Mo just smiled and said nothing, for some things, he felt that it was not enough to just say them out, everything depends on how things develop.

Right now, all they have to do is to find a way to leave Hundred Flowers Country, only then will they have the capital to stand up.

Now, he doesn't know if Youzhen Kingdom has taken any action, and Aoyun probably doesn't know what it is. He has been under house arrest all this time, and Nangong Mo believes that he has also been controlled by Baihua Kingdom. God.

This time, he decided to attack the Hundred Flowers Kingdom at all costs.

Even if Mo Wenxuan intervened, he couldn't sit still.

Not to back down.

After so many years of silence, Southern Border is going to be bustling again.

The two hit it off.

Next, it depends on Hua Qianzi's methods.

It is not easy to let go of two such important figures from the Royal Garden.

Here, Hua Qianzi was also in Fan Nan, she knew that things would not be so easy, she had to think about what would happen to her if something happened to her.

Hua Qianye has a big bet on how much affection her mother has for her.

You know, if Hua Qianzi Fan falls into Hua Qianye's hands, she will definitely die.

There is no one who can help himself.

A purple blouse was blowing in the wind, her heart was still not at peace, just because of what Mo Wenchen said, she was thinking, Su Qiqi died, and another Xiao Susu came again, she was really unwilling.

It's just that right now is not the time to think about these things, she may still need Mo Wenchen's help.

He said as long as it doesn't hurt Xiao Susu.

Then, I promised him that I would.

On the other hand, with Xiao Susu's character, it is impossible to marry Mo Wenchen like Su Qiqi, and with Mo Wenchen's personality, he will not lower his social status to please Xiao Susu.

Even if Xiao Susu's talent and beauty moved Mo Wenchen's heart, it was only a heartbeat.

The reason why Hua Qianzi thinks this way is because she knows Mo Wenchen best.

Know he's not a womanizer.

Not to mention judging people by their cover.

At the beginning, he disliked Su Qiqi only because Mo Wenxuan didn't want Su Qiqi and gave it to him.

This is a humiliation to him, and he cannot accept it.

That's why he treated Su Qiqi like that.

After looking at the terrain of the Royal Garden for a while, Hua Qianzi walked slowly towards the small courtyard where Mo Wenchen lived.

Walking very slowly, she wanted to see that person, but was also afraid of seeing that person, conflicts and fears in her heart at the same time.

She could also let Xu Weiran and Bailimo go on her own, but the consequences would be very serious. Even if Hua Ruxue cared about her mother-daughter relationship, she might not be able to stand up in this lifetime.

If Mo Wenchen was involved, Hua Ruxue would not dare to say anything more.

After all, even Mo Wenxuan was afraid of Mo Wenchen's existence, let alone a small Hundred Flowers Country.

What's more, Lei Yufeng will always support Mo Wenchen. It can be said that Mo Wenchen is the most terrifying existence in this world.

It's just that he's been too low-key recently.

"Here we come." It seemed that Mo Wenchen was waiting for Hua Qianzi, standing in front of the small courtyard in black, his face still expressionless and indifferent.

"My lord." When Mo Wenchen expelled Hua Qianzi from Beidinghou's palace, he ordered her to only be called his lord, and the friendship between them was severed.

Although she didn't expose Hua Qianzi face to face, this kind of punishment also made Hua Qianzi understand that everything she did was revealed.

Therefore, she is afraid of him.

"I can help you." Mo Wenchen got straight to the point and didn't go around the bush: "However... there are conditions."

"My lord, please tell me." Hua Qianzi was not surprised, Mo Wenchen never traded at a loss.

Looking at the distant sky, Mo Wenchen narrowed his clear black eyes, and the emotions in his eyes fluctuated a bit: "If this happens, you will marry Xiao Susu to the Dayan Palace."

"Ah..." Hua Qianzi backed away abruptly, an unbelievable, unacceptable expression was written all over her face.

"Yes, if you are from the Hundred Flowers Kingdom, but you have to know that even if you don't agree, this king will have a way for you to replace her." Mo Wenchen sneered.

This time, he will try his best to protect Xiao Susu.

Even if it hurts everyone.

"My lord..." Hua Qianzi's face was as pale as paper, "I am your cousin."

She never thought that Mo Wenchen would raise such a condition.

She also vaguely understood in her heart that the reason why Mo Wenxuan was able to send troops to help the Hundred Flowers Kingdom must be some promise Hua Ruxue made to him, presumably Xiao Susu was one of them.

This was out of her scope, so she didn't think much about it.

"We've already cut off our ties." Mo Wenchen's face darkened a bit, and his voice was icy cold: "It's up to you whether you agree or not."

Then, he stopped looking at her, just stood there, letting his long hair blow in the wind, the summer wind was hot, but Hua Qianzi felt it was cold.

She stood there, clenching her fists fiercely. It turned out that the blow she suffered that day had just begun.

Does this man really care about Xiao Susu that much?

It's because I've been away for too long, and I don't know him anymore.

"Then, Baihua Kingdom..." Hua Qianzi tried her best to adjust her emotions and calm herself down.

All she wants now is the Hundred Flowers Kingdom.

"Mo Wenxuan will help you." Mo Wenchen didn't hide it from her, to be honest, he certainly wasn't sure about bringing the Hundred Flowers Kingdom into Hua Qianzi's hands, and he didn't want to do that either.

Now, he is not helping Hua Qianzi, but threatening.

Gritting her teeth tightly, Hua Qianzi exuded a cold and ruthless aura. She also knew that Mo Wenchen was threatening herself, not helping her at all, but what could she do, she knew this man's methods too well.

"Then, Xu Weiran and Bailimo..." Hua Qianzi knew that she had planned for a long time, and in the end she just made a wedding dress for Mo Wenchen, so that he could act brightly.

"They will go back to their own country." Mo Wenchen answered every question.

His goal this time is Xiao Susu, and other things have nothing to do with him.

"But Dayan is going to send troops." Hua Qianzi was a little anxious.

"With you here, will Brother Huang still send troops?" Mo Wenchen sneered: "The person you want to replace is Xiao Susu, you should know the difficulty of this problem, so everything depends on yourself."

"I..." Hua Qianzi had a lot of calculations, and she never thought that Mo Wenchen would be involved in the calculations.

She is now an open enemy of Hua Qianye, and the person Hua Ruxue wants to support is also Hua Qianye. Here, she is just a puppet, just a cover-up.

After all, the Baihua Kingdom is still respected by women, and it is not so easy for Hua Qianye to ascend the throne as the emperor, so her Hua Qianzi has the value of existence.

So, if one day, my own existence loses its meaning, what will happen.

It's not that she didn't think about it, that's why she desperately wanted to hold the Hundred Flowers Kingdom in her hands.

Right now, she found that her strength was too weak, too weak.

"As long as Dayan and Nanjiang continue to be peaceful, the Hundred Flowers Kingdom will be yours sooner or later." Mo Wenchen finally raised his head and gave her a promise. . . . . . .