Black Bellied Prince’s Stunning Abandoned Consort Chapter 38

Chapter 38: Exchange

Mo Wenchen and Su Qiqi buried Xia Xiaodie’s corpse together. It had already been three days yet Su Qiqi had not spoken a word since then. She wore pure white plain clothes, her hair tied up by the same white colored hair tie. Even though she was staying in the Bie Courtyard of the Imperial Palace, she still dressed like this.

She knew it was Mo Wenxuan who caused her mother to die, and that Su s.h.i.+chang and the Empress Dowager were accomplices.

Right now, she truly hated the current Emperor from the bottom of her heart. Her most beloved relative has been hounded to death, from now on, she can only walk alone.

The wind of the winter day blew across her face, causing a smarting pain. Bie Courtyard was a little desolate. All the palace maids and eunuchs had been quietly dismissed by Mo Wenchen. Su Qiqi was currently sitting in the courtyard, feeling the breeze as she gazed into the distant horizon.

A fox fur cloak gently fell on Su Qiqi’s shoulders. Mo Wenchen helped her put on the coat, then gently patted her shoulder: “You must take care of your body. This revenge, ben w.a.n.g will help you obtain.”

His fist clenched, causing strands of veins to become prominent. The black-coloured robe drifted in the wind, causing his appearance to be like that of a Demonic King.

Regarding Mo Wenchen’s care and consideration, Su Qiqi understood it in her heart. Even though she didn’t understand this man and didn’t know what exactly he was thinking inside, she still blamed him for not saving her that day.

If he went, the present wouldn’t be like this.

Seeing Su Qiqi simply not reacting at all, Mo Wenchen lightly sighed. To say this much was already his limit. All these years he had never promised anything to anyone before, nor would he ever explain anything to anyone. He also understood that Su Qiqi was blaming him, but that day he was also without choice.

But because of his personality, he felt it was beneath his dignity to say it out loud.

The two didn’t speak anymore, and just gazed into the distance.

Mo Wenchen still had to go save Lei Yufeng, because Lei Yufeng only fell into Mo Wenxuan’s hands for the sake of protecting Xia Xiaodie. But even if there wasn’t this relations.h.i.+p, he still must go save him.

Must absolutely rescue and get him back.

No matter what the cost.

When the wind around got stronger, Su Qiqi finally slowly lifted her head. Because she knew Mo Wenchen had already left, she lifted her hand to wipe away the tears at the corners of her eyes and lightly bit her lips, a trace of resolution flas.h.i.+ng past her delicate face. She must get revenge for Xia Xiaodie, she must!

Seeing that Xia Xiaodie had already died and knowing that Su Qiqi wouldn’t obediently comply anymore, Mo Wenxuan gave an imperial decree commanding Mo Wenchen to return to the Magnetic Capital. It had already been a couple days since then.

The two were fighting openly and maneuvering covertly, but neither side was able to get a victory off the other.

Su Qiqi quietly sat in a corner of the carriage, still not saying a single word. Her quiet and mildly indifferent appearance, with a robe of complete white and frail shoulders, a delicate pale little face that was getting increasingly slim as her eyes became even more bright and alert, just a little empty; this appearance caused people’s hearts to helplessly ache. 

Mo Wenchen also didn’t disturb her and sat at a side of the carriage pretending to take a nap.

Suddenly, the carriage stopped. Su Qiqi’s mood finally had a ripple. Lifting her eyes to look towards outside, she slightly knitted her brows.

She a.s.sumed it was like the time they encountered the a.s.sa.s.sins on the way here.
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The current her was a bit fed up with it all. She hated Mo Wenxuan. Back then, even when he gave the imperial decree to withdraw the marriage she didn’t hate him, but now she truly hated him from the depths of her heart.

In front was the side of a hill and a dozen or so people were blocking their path.

Leng Yan was not following at the side like when they came. Because they had just left the Imperial City, it was not convenient for him to appear.

Mo Wenchen also looked at the opposite side’s force. A trace of cold light surfaced in his eyes and the atmosphere around his body also turned much colder. Murderous intent appeared in his eyes and his extraordinary facial features were dyed with a chilly frost.

It caused Su Qiqi to involuntarily lifted her head and look at him. She never saw him like this on their way to the Imperial City, could it be that they’ve really encountered a strong expert this time?

Otherwise, Mo Wenchen wouldn’t be like this.

This also made Su Qiqi’s indifferent heart sink a little. She was angry and blamed him, but when he faced danger she still couldn’t help but feel worried. Her hands tightly clenched her clothes as she secretly bit her lip.

Seeing Mo Wenchen leap off the carriage, Su Qiqi also lifted open the curtain and got off.

The spotless white fox-fur cloak on her body cause her to seem like an lone orchid in a s.p.a.cious valley, distinct and otherworldly. Her slight figure appeared as if it would vanish at any moment. Even Leng Yan who was in hiding felt shocked. He was also aware of what had happened.

Originally, he wouldn’t feel any emotions of pity towards anyone other than Mo Wenchen. In the past, even though he knew Su Qiqi was innocent, that she was pitiful, he was still indifferent to it.

But at this time, seeing Su Qiqi’s quiet and cold pupils, he actually also felt his heart ache.

What kind of woman must she be, to be able to be so calm and collected. Her talent was something people could not help but appreciate; her temperament and imposing manner was also something people could not help but admire.

Just standing still, coldly gazing over it all without the slightest emotion in her eyes; it caused people to be unable to read their depths. This was the most frightening.

Just like their master Mo Wenchen.

At this time, Leng Yan truly saw Mo Wenchen’s imposing manner on Su Qiqi’s body.

His heart tightened.

“Are thou Bei Ding Hou w.a.n.g ye?” The leader of the opposite party cautiously and solemnly asked.

On the road here, countless a.s.sa.s.sins had met their tragic ends. All of them were well aware that towards Mo Wenchen, there could only be emotions of fear. Even though at this time they had a road of retreat, but they still felt lacking in confidence.

“Precisely.” Mo Wenchen’s gaze coldly swept past several dozen people and stopped on the body of the leading person.

Causing that person to feel cold sweat all over his back.

If it was possible, he also wouldn’t willingly come here. But the imperial order is hard to refuse ah.

Not to mention, once Mo Wenchen hands over his military command, it would be his to use. Thinking to here, he straightened his body again: “Did you bring the item?”

Su Qiqi’s brows lightly pinched and she sized up the opponent, but couldn’t tell what the opponent had that would cause Mo Wenchen to be like this.

The current Mo Wenchen was like an Asura that had just walked out from the depths of h.e.l.l. He looked as if he was about to select someone as sacrificial flesh, his aura dreadfully frightening.

“Brought it.” Mo Wenchen’s reply was extremely dark, his voice was slightly hoa.r.s.e. The depths of his eyes were pitch-black, bloodthirsty and cold: “Where’s the person.”

That imposing manner. Even though he was at the disadvantage, he was still aloof and remote.

Su Qiqi seemed to have finally understood, this was an exchange.

She calmly moved back a step, not wanting to become Mo Wenchen’s weak point.

The opposite person lightly waved his hand. Behind him, several large men hauled a person and slowly walked over. That person’s body and face was covered with bloodstains, as if he had been heavily tortured.

What caused Su Qiqi to be unable to keep calm was, the person that was being dragged over was actually Lei Yufeng.

Something flitted through her heart. She seemed to have realized something, but it was still a little vague.

So she just watched dumbly.

The chill in Mo Wenchen’s eyes gradually turned colder. It was the twenth lunar month and the dead of winter, so everyone already felt the wind’s chill piercing their bones. Now, with the addition of Mo Wenchen’s gaze and his imposing manner, it caused everyone to shudder with cold.

At the side, Leng Yan and the Blood Troops were calm. They uniformly placed their hands at their waist, prepared to give the enemy a fatal attack at any moment.

Su Qiqi lifted her hand and pulled the coat tighter around her, then quietly stood there.

“Exchange the person with one hand, exchange the good with the other.” The opponent was already pressured by Mo Wenchen’s imposing manner to the point he had difficulty breathing. He felt that if they continued to stay like this, they would have a nervous breakdown first from this crus.h.i.+ng pressure.

Slowly taking out a brocade box from his chest, Mo Wenchen simply held it level in his palm. He stood there in the wind, waiting for the other side to come take it.

His expression was still and cold, like a Grim Reaper that had descended to the mortal world.

“Let’s go.” The leading person ordered several large men to advance with him. Even though he knew behind him was still several ten thousands of troops, he still couldn’t help but feel fear.

Lei Yufeng seemed to be very heavily injured. He didn’t say a word and allowed those men to drag him to Mo Wenchen.

At the same time, the leader was reaching out to grab the brocade box in Mo Wenchen’s hand.

“Wait a minute!” Su Qiqi suddenly took a step forward and loudly shouted.

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Credits: Translated and Edited by Chiyomira~