Chapter 24

Aunt Fang dared not lift her sleeves in front of the inked face.

"Ah!" Mo Xuetong's delicate body was severely pushed by Aunt Fang. She staggered for two steps and then couldn't stand stably. She took two steps backward and fell to the ground. Mo LAN acted quickly in front of Mo Xuetong and tried to hold her, but didn't hold her. She fell to the ground with Mo Xuetong. Because her hand was in front of Mo Xuetong, she knocked heavily on the ground and made a muffled sound, I can't get up immediately.

"What's the matter with my aunt? Did I say something wrong and make my aunt unhappy?" Mo Xuetong reached out and hugged Mo LAN, raised his tearful face, timidly shrunk, his long eyelashes trembled, bit his lips and shed tears for two lines, looked back at Mo Lan's painful frown, and shouted: "father, call the doctor quickly, Mo LAN, how are you? Does it matter if you still hurt? My aunt's hands are weak, it's impossible to push us so badly!"

These words were like a bright light, which immediately lit up the heart of inked text, and his face suddenly turned cold.

"Master, i..." aunt Fang was immediately flustered and wanted to explain with her sleeve. However, she was turned over by the fierce eyes of Mohua Wen and was too scared to say more. Ignoring aunt Fang, Mohua Wen took two steps forward and pulled up the cuff of mohue Tong. Sure enough, the skin on her white and tender elbow was broken, revealing several blood marks, which showed how strong the push was just now, The eyes became more and more fierce.

"Father, I'm fine. Go and see my aunt... If my daughter did something wrong... Annoyed my aunt!" Mo Xuetong looked at Aunt Fang anxiously and in fear. Her rustling body was trembling. It was obvious that she was very afraid. Her face was pale and a little whiter than melanin. She was sweating on her forehead. Her eyes were in a panic and embarrassed. It was obvious that she was extremely frightened!

A dignified legitimate daughter was so frightened by the injury of a concubine that she couldn't speak clearly. Coupled with the behavior of her aunt above, mohuawen almost broke out on the spot. She took a deep breath, stared at Aunt Fang fiercely, and reached out and gently touched the hair of Mo Xuetong, Soft voice way: "good, it's all right. My aunt is not angry with you. Don't be afraid. You take Mulan down first. Later, my father will call the doctor to show Mulan. It'll be fine."

Several maids in the study helped Mo Xuetong hold Mo LAN. After saying goodbye to Mo Huawen, Mo Xuetong walked out in tears.

Seeing that Mo Xuetong left, Mo Huawen turned to look at Aunt Fang, and said angrily with a gloomy face: "go back to your yard and wake up. This is the study. Don't always run to the outer yard if you have nothing!"

"Master..." aunt Fang wanted to say something, but she was interrupted by Mohua Wen. "Come and send aunt back."

Several maids had come forward and dragged away the tearful aunt Fang.

Qingwei courtyard.

Mo Yu, Mo He and Xu's mother were waiting there. Seeing that Mo Lan's hand was hurt, they helped her in. After a while, the doctor called by Mo Huawen came to the door and bandaged Mo LAN. He said it was a knock. It's no big deal. Just rest for five or six days. Don't do any heavy work for a while. It'll be all right after these days.

Xu's mother sent the doctor out of the door. Mo Xuetong turned and entered Mo Lan's house. He saw Mo LAN lying quietly on the bed, his face still pale, with a wound towel wrapped around his hand and a tight frown. He closed the door and returned to the bed.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Moran opened his eyes and saw that Mo Xuetong appeared in the room. He struggled to get up, but he was pressed down by Mo Xuetong: "Miss, why are you here? What's the matter with Mo Yu and Mo he? I won't take you to rest!"

"Why?" Mo Xue Tong looked at her quietly, but she was not moved by her words. Her eyes looked at Mo LAN coldly. She was a little cold in her silence. It was completely different from the usual delicate and timid image. There was a fierce look of wind and thunder.

"What's the question, miss? I can't understand it!"

The voice of Mo Xuetong was sharp again. "Who let you stand in front of me today."

Asked about the idea by Mo Xuetong, Mo LAN couldn't fit it any more. She looked up at Mo Xuetong and no longer avoided, "the young lady is weak. How can the maid bear to hurt the young lady? She can only feel at ease in front of the young lady." Moran said, his eyes red.

"Moran, I thought you were a measured person, so someone who can rest assured entrusted you with something. I didn't expect it to be so self assertive. If so, you might as well leave me early." Mo Xue Tong looked at Mo Lan's eyes and said seriously word by word, with a cold meaning.

She fell out with aunt Fang's gesture, although she would knock, but because she was in line with the trend, she would not be as heavy as Moran, and the effect was not as good for her father as her own, "Miss, Moran is wrong, Moran will not be like this in the future. Everything depends on miss!" Looking at the tight face of Mo Xuetong, Mo Lan also understood that it would force her to look at Mo Xuetong, with a sense of shame on her face. She has always been steady. Today, she was confused because she saw aunt Fang. She would remember that the young lady was afraid that she had planned for a long time, but she had broken the young lady.

"Moran, we're just here. We'll have to fight aunt Fang in the future. I don't want you to get hurt for me in the future, and I will suffer some injuries." Mo Xuetong sat down and pulled up Mo Lan's hand. Although his eyes turned soft, they implied a fierce color. If he couldn't be cruel to himself, how could he compete with Mo Xuemin.

"Yes, miss." Mo LAN held Mo Xue Tong's hand with her backhand and made a little force with tears.

Aunt Fang's pear lotus yard!

Mohuawen sat coldly on the nanmu chair. His face was gloomy. Although his voice was not high, he was very indifferent. He looked calm on the surface, but people familiar with him knew that he was very angry: "kneel down!"

Aunt Fang didn't dare to neglect. She quickly knelt down and asked with tears: "I don't know what's wrong with my maid and concubine?"

"I prepared the yard for tong'er and cleaned it myself, so that I hurt my hand and couldn't even move. It's so kind!" Mohua Wen became more and more angry, and his anger soared. He took aunt Fang's hand, pulled open her cuffs, and looked at that there were other marks on it except the new hot red seal, At that moment, she threw her hand away angrily: "you think I'm not in charge, right? I can still see the burns and bruises. The strength of pushing the pupil away just now is great. If the girl Moran didn't block it, even the pupil injured this time, do you want me to call someone to check and admit it!"

When Aunt Fang came back, she thought that Mohua Wen would ask for guilt. At this time, she was ready. She leaned down and looked at Mohua Wen Yingying. Tears slowly overflowed and hung on her face with a sad look: "is the master blaming me for this?" The voice is very sad, and it seems to be infinite grievances!

"Is it your fault?" Inked text, cold way, calm face.

"You know what happened before, master... Things like that have happened. I'm afraid it will happen again. I haven't seen it for more than a year. I don't know if the character of miss three can be changed. I don't know at all. I just want to be close to miss three, but also think... Miss three is naturally stubborn, otherwise I wouldn't have been... How can I be close to miss three if I'm not close to the master 。” Aunt Fang cried with a sad look, and the pear blossoms began to rain.

"What does this have to do with your fraud?" Mohuawen looked at her and looked a little slower.

"My maid and concubine only wanted to use this thing to get the third lady closer to my maid and concubine. My Lord saw it with his own eyes. In those years... My maid and concubine really wanted to make up with the third lady. Over the years, my maid and concubine took charge of everything in the house and my Lord took care of the sick lady. I was always afraid that I could not do it well, either because I was afraid of losing my wife or because I was afraid of provoking the third lady... My maid I did this just for the sake of this family, so that the master can enjoy the family relationship with the third lady's father and daughter. It's all for the sake of the master. I didn't expect the master to be angry with my maidservant and concubine... "

Aunt Fang covered her veil and cried and trembled, looking delicate and wronged.

Mo Huawen was silent. Looking at Aunt Fang's eyes, she asked after half a ring, "are you for me?"

"Besides the master, who else can I work for? Why should the maidservant and concubine have to please the third young lady? What benefits can the maidservant and concubine get from this matter?" Aunt Fang cried and looked pitifully at Mohua Wen, clenched her teeth and said, "the master doesn't believe in maidservants and concubines now. If the master doesn't believe in the behavior of maidservants and concubines, let the master punish them, but if the maidservants and concubines have other plans, the maidservants and concubines won't recognize their death!" Aunt Fang cried with tears.

I have to say that this skill is very beautiful. She not only pointed out her intention of boxing, but also said that Mo Xuetong has not been a good lord since he came. When things were mentioned again and again in the past, it was a thorn in the heart of Mo Huawen, which has been stinging until now. Even if she doesn't look violent now, Mo Huawen will feel some unspeakable pain when she thinks of things at that time.

Coupled with the above aunt's sincere performance, she just wanted to be angry. She couldn't get angry for the moment. She sighed and asked aunt Fang to get up. She sank for a while and looked deep and indisputable: "don't do this again in the future. Tong'er is very clever now. Besides, she is the identity of a legitimate woman. Don't get your little hands on tong'er. If I find out again..."

"No, not anymore." Aunt Fang said in a charming way.

Mo Huawen's eyes fell on an envelope at the corner of aunt Fang's desk. He was cold. "I sleep in my study tonight. Don't wait for me!"

Without saying that, aunt Fang stood aside with a mournful look on her face, turned and strode away. For more than a year, tong'er had no book. Was it really just that tong'er lost the letter on the road? Why didn't tong'er lose the letter to the fuguogong, but didn't send one to herself? Mohua Wen was not stupid. With a trace of doubt, she felt a little blocked, Although I didn't believe aunt Fang would do such a thing, I always felt that I didn't believe her words very much.

"Aunt......" seeing Mo Huawen coming out coldly, Mammy Li hurried in from the corridor and asked urgently.

"It's all right, but be careful there. I haven't seen you for more than a year. It's getting worse. Although the master believes my words, he's still angry. It's the little bitch who makes me stare at Qingwei garden. I'll report every move of the little bitch to me." Seeing Mo Huawen, she threw her there regardless, and aunt Fang hated to crush a handkerchief.

"What about my aunt tonight?" Mother Li breathed a little relieved and asked.

"The identity of the prince of the town government did not insult her!" Aunt Fang said coldly.

"But the eldest lady and Sima Shizi..." mammy Li was anxious!

"Min'er is smart and should have another plan. She has her own goal. Min'er is suitable for people with more prominent family background." Aunt Fang let go of her handkerchief and said with a cold smile that her min'er was the most noble young lady. How could Mo Xuetong compare with that broken little bitch.