The Evil King's Favorite: The Princess Is Too Cruel

Chapter 334 It’s your own fault.

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A gust of wind blew, and the long silver hair and hem of the clothes fluttered in the wind, but the dark elf guards did not react at all, and did not even blink.

The next moment, several figures appeared in front of these dark elves. An Yu raised his hand curiously and waved it in front of Mu Ke. After making sure that the other party had no reaction, he silently gave Su Qingning a thumbs up.

When Xiaobai, who was lying on Su Qingning's shoulder, saw this, he immediately raised his chin proudly, looking proud.

While Su Qingning and the others stopped at the door for a moment, Fu Sheng ran into the plantation without stopping, but the gate inside was already closed.

In desperation, Fu Sheng could only knock on the door.

"Knock knock knock..." The knock on the door sounded again. Mo Yun, who was about to go back to his room to rest, stopped. He turned around and looked towards the direction of the courtyard gate, frowning tightly.

The knocking on the door continued. Mo Yun thought it was Yueying who had returned. Although he was impatient, he had no choice but to walk over and open the door.

The door was only half open, and before he could even see who was outside, Mo Yun began to complain impatiently, "Didn't he leave? Why are you back again?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened. Mo Yun finally saw the person outside. It was not Yueying, but a strange black elf. However, he didn't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that this black elf was very familiar, like the bastard who abandoned him.

Mo Yun frowned and asked, "You are..."

However, before he could even utter the word 'who', Mo Yun saw the black elf in front of him flashing a bright and happy smile towards him, and then said, "Mo Yun, I finally found you."

The voice was very familiar. Mo Yun's eyes widened in disbelief. Combined with that familiar face, he was almost certain who the black elf in front of him was. But... how was this possible?!

Before Mo Yun could figure it out, Fu Sheng opened his arms and pretended to hug him. Mo Yun was startled and subconsciously raised his foot to kick him.

"boom!"

The kick hit Fu Sheng's lower three points very accurately, and his face was distorted with pain.

"Mo Yun, you..."

Fu Sheng looked at Mo Yun in disbelief. He was in so much pain that he couldn't even finish a complete sentence. He fell to the ground in agony, holding his hands on something.

The two elves, Su Qingning and Yuehua Anyu, who witnessed the whole process, twitched their lips at the same time.

"..." How miserable! I sympathize with you for a second.

Xiaobai, who was lying on Su Qingning's shoulder, laughed unkindly, and then said with a gloating expression, "Serves you right!"

Mo Yun only realized what he had done after kicking the man. He looked at Fu Sheng lying on the ground with a guilty conscience and asked worriedly, "Um...are you okay?"

"Something's wrong. It hurts so much." Fu Sheng looked up at Mo Yun and said, "Mo Yun, you're murdering your husband! If this part of me gets damaged, you'll have no sexual happiness for the rest of your life."

Su Qingning: "..."

An Yu and Yue Hua: "..."

"Heh!" Xiaobai sneered, "It seems that the kick just now was not strong enough."

Sure enough, after hearing Fu Sheng's inappropriate words, Mo Yun's face turned dark and his fists were clenched so hard that they made crackling sounds.

"Murdering your husband, huh?" Mo Yun's lips curled up into a cold smile. "If that's the case, then I'll confirm the charges."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yun rushed over and sat on Fu Sheng, raised his fist and started punching him in the face.

The "bang bang bang" sounds of the beating were accompanied by Fu Sheng's screams. It was obvious that Mo Yun was really ruthless and almost every punch hit the flesh.

"Ah~ Stop hitting me, I was wrong..."

Mo Yun pretended not to hear Fu Sheng's plea for mercy. He smiled coldly and punched with no less force.

"Heh! Didn't you say I murdered my husband? Don't you like to talk dirty? Keep talking!"

"Ah~ I was wrong. I won't say anything more. Stop hitting me..."

"Bang bang bang..."

Looking at this one-sided beating, Su Qingning and the others shook their heads in unison. It was really a case of bringing trouble upon oneself!

However, although Fu Sheng deserved to be beaten, they could not stay here any longer in the current situation. If the guards woke up, they would be discovered.

Helplessly, Su Qingning had to remind them: "Um...you two, let's go in first while the guards are still asleep! After we go in, you can continue."

Hearing the sound, Mo Yun stopped swinging. He turned his head blankly and saw three black elves beside him.

"..." Mo Yun was stunned. Seeing this, Fu Sheng took the opportunity to hug his waist, turned over and held him in his arms.

Mo Yun's face flushed, and he raised his hand and punched Fu Sheng's shoulder hard, "Asshole, let me go!"

Fu Sheng ignored him and walked directly into the plantation carrying the person. Su Qingning and the other two hurriedly followed him in and closed the gate.

The two elves that came in first were still making a fuss, and Mo Yun was struggling hard in Fu Sheng's arms.

"Let me go, let me go!"

"Don't let it go!"

No matter how Mo Yun struggled, Fu Sheng always held him tightly and was unwilling to let go.

"Pa!" Mo Yun was extremely angry. He raised his hand and slapped Fu Sheng in the face. He stared at her with red eyes and tears flashing in his eyes. "Fu Sheng, you bastard!"

"I knew you recognized me." Fu Sheng's lips curled up into a smile. He was not angry at all because of the slap. Instead, his tone was very gentle.

Mo Yun finally couldn't control his tears and burst into tears, tears in his eyes fell like pearls.

"Wuwu... Fu Sheng, you're a bastard. You're already engaged to An Ran, so why are you still messing with me? Why are you still looking for me? Bastard, big bastard! Wuwu..."

Looking at Mo Yun crying with tears in his eyes, Fu Sheng felt his heart throbbing with pain, so much so that he could hardly breathe.

"Yes, yes, I'm a bastard. It's my fault. I deserve to be beaten." Fu Sheng grabbed Mo Yun's hand and hit himself in the face, while softly comforting him, "Don't cry, Mo Yun, please don't cry, okay? I feel bad."

Mo Yun sobbed, "You...you feel pain, but...my...my heart...doesn't...hurt? Woo..."

"I know I made you sad. I'm sorry." Fu Sheng gently wiped the tears from Mo Yun's face and coaxed him softly, "You can punish me however you want, as long as you stop crying, okay?"

"Hmph!" Mo Yun's eyes were red as he stared at Fu Sheng pitifully, choking with sobs, "Don't... don't think... I... I don't know. You... you must be... wishing... that I would punish you, but I... I won't... let you get your wish!"

Hearing this, Fu Sheng smiled, "Sure enough, the person who knows me best is none other than you, Mo Yun."

That smug look was as if he was just about to have a tail wagging behind him.

Mo Yun glared at him in embarrassment, but he also calmed down a little. He was not a person who would make unreasonable demands. He just lost control of his emotions for a moment. After calming down, he slowly stopped crying.