The Destiny of Going to Hell

Sheng Changbai, who passed the exam, looked even uglier than Sheng Changfeng, who failed.

His face was dark and his brows were gloomy.

Sheng Changfeng couldn't help but complain inwardly, after passing the exam, he still acted like this, who was he showing this to?

Sheng Changbai thought that Sheng Changfeng was Molan's brother, and perhaps he could use him to bring Molan back.

He turned to look at Sheng Changfeng, but immediately turned back and strode away.

Sheng Changfeng is such a waste!

I can't even keep my own sister's heart!

If she really cared about Chang Feng, how could she take her mother away?

Looking at Sheng Changbai's angry back as he walked with big strides, Chang Feng felt speechless. Who had pissed him off again?

When Zhao Yunchuan saw Molan's name was the first one on the list, he was so happy that he rode his horse to find Molan. When he saw Molan, he grabbed her by the waist and carried her directly onto the horse.

"Hey, Mo'er!" Lin Qinshuang's worried voice was behind him and finally disappeared.

Molan put her arm around Zhao Yunchuan's waist and asked, "What are you doing?"

The man on the horse laughed out loud, "You got first place, did you know that? I'm happy for you and want to take you around!"

Molan was speechless. This guy really does what he wants.

After this time, there was the polo match. What happened with Wang Ruofu happened in the Sheng Mansion. Logically speaking, the women in the Sheng Mansion should not show their faces in public.

But when Sheng Minglan heard that Molan was there too, and was with the prince, her heart was burning with jealousy.

Sheng Molan shouldn't have such a good life. She shouldn't have such a good life!

So she came anyway, but fortunately her second brother supported her and was willing to accompany her, otherwise she would not have been able to convince her father.

Rulan looked at Changbai and Minglan walking away with an angry look on her face.

She really didn't understand why he always helped Minglan when she was obviously his sister.

"Mother, Ru'er misses you so much."

Rulan's clothes were no longer fashionable. Sheng Hong had never liked her in the first place, and because of Wang Ruofu, she was even more disliked by Sheng Hong.

Which of the servants in the mansion doesn't change their attitude according to the situation?

He used to be the one who made up stories about others, but now he has become the one being made up in the mansion.

Those words were like sharp swords piercing my heart and stirring it left and right. I, who once bullied others with words, now also tasted the power of words.

During the polo match, Sheng Minglan sneaked to the stables in the back hall, and when she came back, the polo match was about to start.

Sheng Changbai looked at Minglan stealthily, with a hint of smile in his eyes.

On the field, Molan had just jumped onto the horse lightly, but unexpectedly, the horse suddenly went crazy as if possessed by a demon after running just one lap.

The wild horse was like a wild beast that had broken free from its reins, raising its front hooves high and wildly, with such momentum that it seemed as if it was going to smash Molan on its back to the ground.

This thrilling scene instantly caused everyone to exclaim in surprise.

At this moment, Molan was in extreme danger, but she still stubbornly rode steadily on the horse.

The crazy horse was like a chariot out of control, running around wildly in the field.

The horse's hooves stepped on the ground, making a dull sound and raising clouds of dust.

Frightened by this sudden situation, everyone fled in panic. The whole scene was as chaotic as a market swept by a strong wind.

Molan frowned. She had clearly checked the saddle carefully before riding, but now the horse was so crazy. It was obvious that someone was doing something bad in secret.

She tilted her head slightly and glanced at the smile on Sheng Minglan's lips, which she had not yet retracted. The answer was self-evident.

Seeing this, Zhao Yunchuan and Sheng Changbai hurriedly rode their horses to chase after Molan.

The two of them stretched out their hands on the left and right. Zhao Yunchuan looked at Sheng Changbai with murderous intent in his eyes. How dare this man have such thoughts? She is his half-sister. He deserves to die.

However, the most urgent task was to ensure Molan's safety, so he suppressed his anger for the time being.

Unexpectedly, Molan's eyes were cold and she didn't even look at the hands extended by either of the two men.

She bit her lower lip, her expression firm, and pulled the reins hard. Her slender wrists burst out with amazing strength, and the reins were deeply embedded in her palms, forcing the crazy horse to slow down gradually.

Then, Molan's eyes flashed and she pulled out the hairpin from her hair without hesitation.

The hairpin flashed a cold light in the sunlight. She gripped the handle tightly and stabbed the horse's neck with determination.

With a "puff" sound, the hairpin pierced deeply into the horse's neck, and bright red blood gushed out like a fountain, splashing on Molan's body and face.

The bright red blood suddenly splashed all over Molan's face, and her already beautiful face became even more charming against the backdrop of the blood.

Molan's face was splashed with bright red blood, and her delicate face like petals was dotted with blood beads, like a thrilling painting.

The deep red of the blood formed a sharp contrast with her fair skin, adding a touch of enchanting beauty to her.

There were traces of blood in the hair, as if telling of the thrilling experience that had just occurred.

Those eyes looked even brighter and more resolute against the backdrop of blood, and the slightly upturned corners of the eyes showed an unyielding stubbornness.

The blood slowly slid down her delicate cheeks like red tears, sad and shocking.

She just stood there quietly, like a goddess born from blood, exuding an awe-inspiring charm.

The horse neighed and fell to the ground with a bang. Molan's white and tender hands tightly grasped the silver hairpin, her back still straight, and she slowly stood up.

The stunning beauty made Zhao Yunchuan lose his mind in an instant.

Zhao Yunchuan is not the only one who has lost his mind.

Liang Han hid in a safe place, his heart beating wildly.

Qi Heng, who witnessed this scene, was also amazed.

It's true that he likes weaker girls, but maybe such a strong woman can stand shoulder to shoulder with him to resist the pressure from his parents?

When Zhao Yunchuan came back to his senses, he found that Sheng Changbai beside him was also staring at Molan, but ignored the other two gazes.

Zhao Yunchuan hurriedly jumped on his horse and came to Molan's side as quickly as the wind, and then took Molan into his arms without hesitation.

He hugged Molan tightly, as if he was holding the most precious treasure in the world. At the same time, he raised his chin and smiled provocatively at Sheng Changbai, his eyes full of pride and showing off.

Sheng Changbai looked at Molan in Zhao Yunchuan's arms and felt so angry that his teeth were itching.

His eyes were burning with fiery emotions and unwillingness, a kind of unspeakable pain and helplessness.

His love for Molan was dirty and unspeakable, but his heart was deeply hurt by Zhao Yunchuan's actions at this moment.

How much he wanted to take Molan away from Zhao Yunchuan's arms, but he couldn't, and could only watch his beloved being embraced by someone else.

His nails dug into his palms and blood dripped slowly.

Didn't Zhao Yunchuan hate Sheng Changbai as well?

At that time in the school, he only saw the guy Gu Tingye, but ignored the fact that there was a wolf in the dark.

But it doesn’t matter, Molan is now in his arms and is his.

He was secretly delighted in his heart, Sheng Changbai, oh Sheng Changbai, you can't tell others what you are thinking in the first place, and now you can't flatter me enough.

When the wedding comes, he will definitely send Sheng Changbai an invitation and have him personally come to the palace to watch the ceremony, so that he can see Molan become his Crown Princess with his own eyes.

Forget it, Molan will be unhappy.

My desire to win is nothing compared to Molan's good mood.