The little fox is super pregnant, the heir-less boss is spoiling her like crazy

Chapter 201: Abstinence Dali Temple Shaoqing VS Brothel Madam

"He's not! He's very good. He has his own pursuits. In my eyes, he's much better than you, the ones who are just superficial."

This fox has always been good at irritating others.

She can clearly know where other people's sore spots are, and then hit them perfectly to ignite their anger.

No man could tolerate such a provocation, especially the usually high-handed prince. He suddenly intensified the force in his grip, his anger instantly soaring. "Shut up! Do you think you're some chaste heroine? Even if you're truly pretty, you're nothing more than a prostitute in Yuanyang Tower."

He was completely carried away and actually tore Madam Feng's clothes.

When Song Yanli rushed over, he happened to see this scene.

“Shameless!”

Song Yanli kicked the door open and pushed away the hand that was constantly tearing at Madam Feng.

Murong Mo was pushed to the ground. He looked at Song Yanli who had rushed over, anger boiling in his eyes. He said coldly, "Song Yanli, you'd better look at my face clearly. You actually pushed me and committed insubordination. Do you want to die?"

The guards who were standing in the dark heard the noise and immediately rushed into the room from all directions, ready to fight: "Your Highness, we are late."

"It's okay." He was the one who originally ordered these people to stay away tonight, so he didn't mind that they came a little late.

"Catch this ignorant brat for me." He looked at Song Yanli with a murderous look in his eyes.

The guards around exchanged glances and then replied in unison: "Yes."

Seeing that a fight was about to break out, Lady Feng silently took a step back. For something like this, it was best to stay in a relatively safe place.

Song Yanli's fists and feet are indeed powerful.

But no matter how high his martial arts skills were, he could never beat four hands with two fists. He saw a flash of sword, about to stab him.

Almost in the blink of an eye, she suddenly pushed Song Yanli away and used her arm to block the sword that was stabbing at him, "Song Yanli, be careful."

Seeing that she was stabbed in the left shoulder, Song Yanli saw her frowning in pain, and his whole body was broken.

Seeing this, Murong Mo understood something instantly. It seemed that in order to make her give up, he had to let her see what Song Yanli would choose between her life and death.

While Song Yanli was still not reacting, he pulled out the dagger from his waist and pressed it against her snow-white, slender neck. "Drop your sword, or I will kill her immediately."

Song Yanli really dropped the sword in his hand. He concealed the anxiety in his eyes and said in a serious tone, "Your Highness, please don't make the same mistake over and over again. She is innocent. Please let her go."

This was so ridiculous that Murong Mo couldn't help laughing out loud.

Now he doesn't even have the sword in his hand, and can only be bullied by others, yet he still dares to shout so shamelessly.

Seeing the two of them frozen in place, Lady Feng sighed and forced a tear. "Song Shaoqing, please don't worry about me. Just leave now. My life is like a blade of grass, it's not important."

"You'd better shut up. Do you really think I won't kill you?"

Seeing that she had reached such a point but still did not forget to care about Song Yanli, Murong Mo was almost going crazy with jealousy.

Over the years, many young ladies from prominent families wanted to throw themselves into his arms, but he rejected them all. This woman, who didn't know what was good for her, rejected him for a man like this.

How is he inferior to Song Yanli?

His status is much higher than Song Yanli's.

Besides, she looks better than Song Yanli, which he really couldn't understand.

The system sighed silently: [There's nothing I can do. Song Yanli is the capture target, but you are not.]

He deliberately reached out and pinched Madam Feng's chin, then stroked her fair and delicate neck. He smiled and said, "Today, I want to show you, right in front of you, what absolute strength is. Everything else is not worth mentioning. Don't you look down on me? Tonight, I will take you in front of these people."

As he spoke, his hands began to wander wantonly, but his eyes were fixed on Song Yanli, mocking him: "You should also take a good look today to see what this loser can actually do."

"Master, please don't do this to me. Please kill Madam Feng." As she said that, Madam Feng actually ran straight towards the blade.

Song Yanli's eyes suddenly turned red. He kicked the knife at his feet and rushed forward.

"Your Majesty! Be careful."

After a few exclamations, Murong Mo was caught off guard and subconsciously pushed Madam Feng in front to block it.

Song Yanli's knife just pierced through her shoulder, and warm blood instantly gushed out from her wound. Song Yanli trembled and dropped the knife in his hand and caught the injured her.

He was extremely panicked and immediately reached out, picked up Madam Feng and jumped out of the window. All he wanted was to find a clinic and save her.

……

As luck would have it, he just happened to meet Mrs. Song at the door.

Mrs. Song looked at her son, who was holding the vixen in a miserable state. Her blood instantly boiled over and she stepped forward to stop Song Yanli.

"Unfilial son, you are here indeed."

As she spoke, she lowered her eyes to glance at Lady Feng in his arms, then reached out and slapped Song Yanli hard, cursing angrily, "You're not even going home just for this vixen. Where are you going with this vixen now?"

The slap was so hard that Song Yanli's face was numb, but he seemed not to feel any pain.

"Mom, get out of the way!" His voice was hoarse, like a cuckoo crying blood. "I don't have time to argue with you here now."

His tone was suppressed to the extreme, and it seemed that he was about to explode in the next second.

Little did he know that this sentence completely ignited Mrs. Song's anger.

Her voice trembled as she pointed at Song Yanli and cursed, "Rebellious son, are you really going to disobey your mother for this vixen?"

The quarrel between the two attracted some people around to stop and watch.

Song Yanli drew the dagger from his waist and pointed it at his neck. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at his mother, his words stammering. "Today, I want to ask you, mother, whether you will let me go or not. If not, you will collect my body today. You are my mother, and I don't want to disobey you, but she is my promised wife, and now her life is in danger. If you don't let me go, then I will give my bones to my father and my flesh to my mother. We will go to the underworld together."

These words are so powerful that people dare not doubt their truth or falsehood.

Seeing this, the sister-in-law who came over quickly pulled Madam Song away and whispered, "Mother, come over slowly. Let Yanli take people to the hospital first."

As he spoke, he exchanged glances with Song Yanli and whispered, "Hurry up and leave."

Song Yanli put away the dagger, hugged Madam Feng and ran into the night, completely ignoring Madam Song's wailing.