Chapter 112

After dinner, Mo Xuemin knew that Mo Xuetong woke up. She ate late and sent someone to pay attention to Qingwei garden. She heard that Mo Xuetong woke up. Later, Luo Youwen and Bai Yihao also left, so she took ink embroidery to Aunt Fang's hatred and went to Aunt Fang's Lihua garden.

Since Mo Huawen knew that Aunt Fang was pregnant, he solved aunt Fang's foot ban. The other two aunts in the house had already brought something to see her. They were both flattering and flattering. When the two aunts left, aunt Fang was still excited and couldn't calm down. She thought that Mo Xuetong fainted. At this time, she didn't know whether she was alive or dead, but the doctors were sure. It was a near death depending on the situation.

I'm really happy!

Without this little bitch, this house will be your own world in the future!

I was happy in my heart. After eating at the maid's service early, I lay in bed and calculated that if Mo Xuetong died, Luo Xia's dowries would fall into her own hands. However, she had to go to the warehouse to pick more pieces. She was greedy for a long time.

After Luo Xia's death, aunt Fang did take charge of the medium feed of Mo mansion, but this medium feed did not include Luo Xia's part of the dowry. All the dowry objects were locked in the small warehouse of Mo Huawen. Later, they were transported to Beijing and handled by Mo Huawen himself. Aunt Fang didn't touch the door at all.

Although aunt Fang doesn't know exactly what it is, she also knows that there are many good things in it. As long as Mo Xuetong dies and she carries a main room, min'er is the eldest daughter of Mo Huawen. Feng'er is the only legitimate son in the house. No matter whether she has a son or a daughter, who can stop her in the house.

Those dowries will eventually fall into his own hands. At that time, even if the master reads about the dead mother and daughter, the dead man can climb out of the grave and fight with himself. Thinking of his pride, a man can't help laughing under the lamp.

"What's the matter with aunt? She feels so happy. It's hard not to be the matter that Mo Xuetong wakes up." At the opening of the door, Mo Xuemin's bright face showed a mocking look, which completely destroyed her usual reputation of generosity. She closed the door coldly and said sarcastically, "I heard that the third sister is very fated. She will wake up again. There's nothing wrong. My aunt will still have a daydream of righting. As long as the girl is there, you won't have the possibility of righting."

At this time, there was no outsider, and Mo Xuemin didn't need to pretend to be obedient to others, or be gentle and generous. Her words were extremely sharp. She really didn't see her aunt. She was a good daughter of the jade family. Even though she became a concubine because of her unknown background, why didn't she find a way to straighten up after she died in the main room, so that she is still a concubine, It's not because I don't have a good identity that I haven't found my marriage yet.

Mo Xuetong didn't solve it. She dared to dream of righting herself. She had a stomach fire in her heart. She hasn't stopped from last night to today. Sima Lingyun thought he was smart and affectionate to himself. Unexpectedly, he was not only stupid but also amorous. When he thought of last night, he dared to tell himself that he was a concubine, Mo Xuemin wanted to bite him to death.

She's not aunt Fang. She's so happy to be a concubine!

Seeing aunt Fang's stupid smile, I thought that if I were to become a concubine, I might be as stupid as her. Where could I disguise it to show her dissatisfaction and anger.

Aunt Fang has always been a little afraid of her shrewd eldest daughter. Outside, she is a lovely daughter of a small bird. She is generous in front of people, filial and considerate to herself. She is also talented on the table. She is a famous talented woman, but privately, only she knows how cruel and cold she is.

From small to large, she pretended to be filial and obedient outside. In private, which time was not ironic and ironic. She knew that she didn't see her concubine's identity and often used this to satirize her, but she was still her own daughter again. Moreover, with Mo Xuemin's scheming, she had to rely on her to straighten out.

"The little bitch woke up? Didn't she say she wouldn't wake up and let the house prepare for the afterlife?" Aunt Fang was so angry that she put away her smile and explained.

"Aunt's information is much slower. It's said that it's really overdue. Didn't you hear that your father said he wanted to straighten you up? It's been more than a year since my father didn't even give you this information, and he still imprisoned you well. I don't know how accurate my aunt's hearing is." Mo Xuemin sneered and directly gave aunt Fang a shameless smile.

"Your father can't be in a hurry. The bitch's mother has only been dead for more than a year. Your father has to spend more time anyway." Aunt Fang blushed and explained.

"I only heard that women keep festivals for men. When did I hear that men will also keep festivals for women for three years? Aunt Fang, you are too stupid and naive. You didn't say that when you designed ink snow pupil a while ago. Tell me with confidence that it will be done this time. Let me listen to you. What did I do after listening to you? Aunt Fang won't forget that I was almost involved in the end ！”

Mo Xuemin snorted coldly. When Mo Xuetong just came, aunt Fang confidently told her that she would hold the ink and let her wear the robe of family sacrifice on the side. When Mo Xuetong retreated, she filled it up.

But in the end, what? Instead, he circled himself in and was suspected by his father. Now, Mo Xuemin is still full of resentment.

"That's the little bitch. She's too cunning to think she should..." aunt Fang was mocked by her daughter and couldn't even say a word. She sat up angrily.

"Unexpected? There are so many things my aunt can't think of. If you're stupid and don't believe it, you'll stay here? Why? You have to walk more to Qingwei garden. What my father loves most now is this girl. You're pregnant with a concubine. Even if you're born, you can really be a treasure. Even if you have a son, you can be a treasure If you have a big brother, what does it matter if you have one more and one less? "

Mo Xuemin sat down on the chair on the side and said coldly. A trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes. He looked coldly at Aunt Fang's stomach.

"You, what do you mean?" Aunt Fang was alert and stretched out her hand to press on her stomach, and her body went into the bed for a few minutes. "My aunt still doesn't understand. You can't pull down the girl anyway now. She's leaning against Luo's house behind her and protected by her father. She's bound to find a good marriage in the future. If the marriage is higher, her identity is there. She says she doesn't want her father to straighten you up. What if you cry to death." Mo Xuemin sneered impolitely.

"I have feng'er, the only son in this house, plus the two in my stomach, your father will consider it for us." Aunt Fang disagreed.

"Eldest brother, I can't see that my father thinks highly of you. Even if you have a boy in your stomach, you will be a concubine more than ten years later. Even if you can afford to wait, my eldest brother and I can't afford to wait for this concubine. My father is not old. If you marry a new wife and a new legitimate son is born, where will there be a second brother, aunt To give birth to us is to let us bear the name of a common woman and a common son all our life? " Mo Xuemin's eyebrows and eyes coagulated and said with disdain.

Mo Yufeng is the only son of Mo Huawen, but in fact, Mo Huawen really doesn't like Qin Yufeng very much. Qin Yufeng is not hardworking and doesn't have any talent in learning. He doesn't do serious things with a group of dandies on weekdays. He doesn't have a personal shadow in his study all year round. Being scolded by Mo Yufeng several times doesn't work. He still has a lot of joy in his heart, It's really that the ink house has only one son, and mohuawen can't help him.

Aunt Fang is very clear about this. She talked to Mo Yufeng more than once in private. However, she can't listen to people. She only said that his father is only his son. In the future, the Mo mansion will be all his. What are you afraid of? Even if he doesn't do well again, his father can really kill him? That tired and lazy appearance made aunt Fang angry.

But anyway, Mo Yufeng is her aunt Fang's son. Hearing her daughter's insidious ridicule of herself and Mo Yufeng, aunt Fang was also angry and let go of her hand holding her stomach. The green veins on her head were really violent, Pointing to Mo Xuemin, he scolded: "Is this like what your daughter said? Mo Xuemin, I'm your mother and feng'er is your brother. Even if it's not, we're also your relatives. Your father said that he wanted to marry the new wife. He just said that he would die and couldn't straighten me up immediately. I'm afraid that the little bitch is sad and sad, and because of the Fuguo government. If the girl doesn't agree, he'll be in trouble if he goes back to the Fuguo government to oppose it 。”

"Aunt, at this point, you are still defending your father. Look at how your father treats you during this period. Even if you have children, the first thing your father thinks of is the girl. If you are really smart, you should first seek some benefits for your two children. You don't need to care so much about this one in your stomach before it is born. Anyway, even if you can Just a bastard. " Mo Xuemin's fierce attack, aunt Fang said.

At the thought of her status as a concubine, Mo Xuemin was furious. If it weren't for her status, why couldn't she even enter the Imperial Palace, how could she be scolded by the man pointing at her nose, or how could she be so humble that she almost became the concubine of Sima Lingyun. If this happened to Mo Xuetong last night, the Duke's house wouldn't say a word, The position of the son's wife will be determined on the spot. How could he procrastinate and refuse to agree, so that he has no face to see others, as if he was in a hurry to be a concubine.

Concubine, concubine, she must not be a concubine!

The fierce eyes swept over aunt Fang's stomach, and her eyes were cold and gloomy.

Aunt Fang could not help shrinking again with her eyes, retracted her stomach, and stammered uneasily, "you wouldn't be the child... In my stomach?"

"Aunt Fang, your children are all alive. Please think about it for us. If you don't straighten up immediately, you will drag down my marriage with my eldest brother. A concubine, a concubine and a concubine will die in a small family. Although my father has been promoted, which real rich families will marry a concubine." Thinking that he wants to have a face and talent, it is because the identity of a common woman is despised by others. Mo Xuemin wants to come and wake up aunt Fang.

The imperial palace can't get in. The prince can't marry her, but she can still marry to the government. You Yuecheng of the government of the Ming Dynasty is handsome and nice to her. If she is a legitimate woman, she's afraid she'll propose marriage. A while ago, she heard that the government of the Ming Dynasty is looking for a right wife for you Yuecheng. She doesn't have much time to wait.

"Aunt Fang, if you want to pull that maid into the water, there is nothing more suitable than the child in your stomach." The gloomy words made aunt Fang on the bed tremble. She couldn't believe it, covered her stomach, pointed to Mo Xuemin and said, "this, this is your brother?"