Chapter 144

Mo Xuetong subconsciously closes his eyes, and the roar of Feng Jue ran in his ear. Half of his body is robbed and falls into a solid embrace. In his ear is the urgent voice of Feng Jue ran: "Tong ER!" Dizziness surged up and forced his eyes to open. Along Feng Jue Ran's back, he saw two people holding the four people behind him.

"I'm fine. Be careful." He pressed down the fishy sweetness surging up from his chest and gasped to hold his skirt. There were four people in black behind him. Even if Feng Jue caught two men and two others, his raised hands fell powerlessly, and his eyes were black!

Holding up the slender body of Mo Xue Tong, Feng Jue Ran has long lost his usual laziness. His narrow Phoenix eyes are cold and tight, and his eyes can't stop the fierce and deterrence. Where is he still lazy and talkative on weekdays? He said angrily:

"Move fast, kill all!"

The more the wind responded, the sharper his hand was in an instant, and secretly took a look at the master's bloodthirsty eyes. He knew that Miss Mo San was different in the master's heart. He would be hurt. I'm afraid he was finding out the air cylinder! Where dare to linger, three or two will solve two opponents. On the other side, two people in black also died by the knife.

"Replace them with boots in the palace!" Feng Jue Ran's whole body exudes cold indifference. Holding Mo Xuetong, she steps back and carefully arranges her train to prevent her plain skirt from getting blood.

"Yes!" Two people came out from the other side. They moved quickly and skillfully, and replaced the boots in their hands with the ordinary flat bottomed boots of the man in black!

Fengjue Ranji dodges away with Mo Xuetong in her arms.

In an elegant and clean private room on the third floor of Xiangman building.

Mo Xuemin sits on the chair on the left with ink embroidery. On the chair on the right is Ziyou Yuecheng, the Duke of the Ming Dynasty. There is a whole table of dishes on the table, which are the best signature dishes of xiangmanlou. The signature dishes on this table are the life of an ordinary family for one or two years. You Yuecheng orders at will and is very natural and unrestrained, which makes Mo Xuemin more sure of his mind, Gritting his teeth, he raised his head with tears, a beautiful face with weakness in pity.

"Shizi, please help me. If I don't really have a way, how can I turn to Shizi so shamelessly late at night? My mother is detained. I don't know life or death. My eldest brother is impulsive. If he tries to find a way, he will only collide with my father and my third sister. My third sister is left in Cloud City alone. Even if there are too many complaints, I dare not say anything, but now she has asked for her little brother My brother's life is over. Can't I have to pay for my mother's life? "

Mo Xuemin "flopped" knelt in front of you Yuecheng, took his skirt and begged bitterly. Behind him, Mo Xiu also knelt down, eagerly stretched out his hand to pull her and wanted to help her up: "Miss, don't cry first. My aunt is not dead yet. Although the young master is gone, my aunt... There is still someone taking care of her..." She began to cry first when she said that she was eager to be sad.

"Shizi... It's not that I don't know the face of my daughter in the boudoir, nor that I don't know shame. It's really that my mother's life is in danger. When the child is gone, she is locked in the garden by her father. There is only a woman guarding the door, and no one helps to recuperate. I went to visit her, but I was blocked outside the door and begged Shizi... Begged Shizi to help in the face of the jade family." Mo Xuemin cried for a long time. With the words of ink embroidery, it makes people feel pathetic.

Under the light, the beauty is as beautiful as jade and pitiful! More such grievances, how can we not make people feel distressed.

You Yuecheng frowned and his eyes were dark. He put down his wine glass and pulled up Mo Xuemin kneeling in front of him. He had a strong hand. Mo Xuemin couldn't stop him. Mo Xuemin was pulled up and shook unsteadily. Maybe he stepped on the corner of his skirt. His subordinates consciously grasped you Yuecheng's big palm that hadn't been retracted before he could stabilize his body.

When he stood still, he found himself holding you Yuecheng's hand tightly, quickly shook off his hand, and stepped back two steps with a red face.

"The three young ladies in your family are so vicious. Why don't you tell your father that Lord Mo is not so easy to fool." You Yuecheng withdrew his hand and asked coldly. In his mind, he couldn't help but pop up a beautiful and somewhat weak face. Unexpectedly, such a face turned out to be a snake and scorpion. He used a trick to hurt his brother in his aunt's stomach. He didn't say it, but he was still moving forward in ink and flattering that his aunt had hurt her child.

How could there be such a cruel mother in the world? How could master Mo, who has always been Qingming, believe such words? You Yuecheng always thought that mohuawen was Qingming. At this time, he doubted whether mohuawen was too weak in the back house. A snake and scorpion woman with the identity of a legitimate woman, who was so brazen to harm a common son in the back yard, and finally punished her aunt who had lost her baby, What he thinks.

"My father only listens to the words of my third sister now. If we dare to speak, I'm afraid we'll be banned from the backyard forever like my mother. I'm not afraid to say. I'm afraid of this end. I just don't know my mother's life and death now. I have to try to save her. How dare I take personal risks and annoy my father and us together? That mother really has no future." Mo Xuemin wiped her tears with her handkerchief and cried again. Her tears fell down in a string, sad and angry, but there was nothing to do.

Hibiscus flower face like water, beauty like jade! Tears, Yingrun Jiaowan "We don't dare to say anything now. We only hope that the third sister can marry out quickly, so that the backyard of the Mo mansion can be quiet. We don't want anything else. But the third sister came to the capital. She doesn't have a good reputation with the capital, and there's no good family to ask for marriage. So we asked the son for help. The son's family is noble, and everyone we know is of good conduct and strict family style. Although the third sister is a little narrow-minded, But it's not really bad. If the son of God can introduce a good family, it will solve our urgent need. "

Mo Xuemin raised her tearful eyes and looked at you Yuecheng road prayingly.

"She has done this to you, and you still speak for her?" You Yuecheng said unhappily that such a snake and scorpion hearted woman was not bad enough. Who was really bad? At this time, he had no favor for Mo Xuetong. At that time, he thought that she was also a smart and lovely woman. When he remembered it again, he just felt disgusted.

How can there be such a vicious woman in this world! The whole poisonous woman, if anyone marries her home, she is not restless at home. The young lady Mo in front of her is too kind-hearted. At this time, she wants to help her choose a good family to marry. He wants him to say that this kind of vicious woman is only worthy of those naughty villains. That's the perfect match. I suddenly think of a person in my mind, with a flash of eyes and a sneer on my lips, There is not no one at all, but someone is very suitable.

"She must be my sister. Her mother died early, lived in Yuncheng for a period of time, and didn't bring her up. In fact, our Mo mansion owes her. We just hope that she will marry well in the future, and her hatred will disappear. From then on, we sisters will be with Meimei, and we don't dare to think about anything else." Mo Xuemin's face is like a good sister who thinks of Mo Xuetong. She wipes her tears and looks up at you Yuecheng praying.

"Would you please help your sister find a good family?"

Good family? Such a woman deserves no good family! You Yuecheng sneered. The better he felt about Mo Xuemin, the worse he felt about Mo Xuemin's pupil. He only felt that a gentle woman like Mo Xuemin could be generous and kind. He was in such a situation and thought of his sisterhood. It was really pathetic to see that Mo Xuemin's eyes were a little gentle.

I already have an idea in my heart. Just do my best for this poor woman! He helped the "saved" Miss Mo San choose a "good" family!

In a larger and more spacious box next to their box, Feng Jue ran smiled and put down a picture in front of Mo Xuetong, which just blocked a small hole in the wall.

Behind him, the black snow pupil covered his chest and coughed twice.

"Tong'er, how's it going? Is it still painful?" Feng Jue ran put down the pendant in her hand, turned back and asked, reached out to pour her a cup of hot tea, carefully blew it and put it in front of her.

I've just been seen. I'm not seriously hurt.

"It doesn't hurt much now." Mo Xuetong touched his right shoulder and said with a bitter smile that the dying palm of the man in ink was hitting her right shoulder. Fortunately, he was dying and powerless to fight back. The two swords were not only sharp, but also smeared with blood sealing poison. Although the man tried his best, his last palm was the end of the rest, otherwise her life would really be there this time.

"Why did you do it just now? I don't know how many steps to escape. I've come here." Feng Jue's red lips were enchanting and magnificent, but he closed them tightly. The corners of his eyes and eyebrows were all unhappy. How could he be happy? At that moment, his heart would jump out when he saw that Mo Xuetong was hit hard. Regardless of anything else, he rushed back. Now I think this girl really doesn't know the greatness of heaven and earth. How can he dare to stab people with a sword.

"I'm not afraid!" Mo Xuetong picked up the teacup at hand, took a sip gently, and put a faint bitter smile on her lips. She was not afraid. When she hated to destroy the whole Sima family in her previous life, she was no longer the cowardly and timid Mo Xuetong. The road of revenge has never been a smooth road. Blood debt and blood compensation. If she was afraid of this and that now, how can she talk about revenge.

The light shone on her beautiful little face. At this moment, there was no childishness, only alienation and indifference, as well as loneliness and sadness from her bones. The beautiful glazed eyes fell on the dark night sky in front of the window, inexplicably like the thick night she had sunk into in previous lives.

I thought it was Jiuyou underground, and I thought I could only bring this hatred into Jiuyou. I didn't think there was a chance of rebirth in this life. How could she be so timid and incompetent as before! If she still keeps up with the world, she will eventually be swallowed by people, even her bones and blood. Look at the fake kind and gentle Mo Xuemin in the next room, and you will know that as long as she doesn't die, they will never stop.

He killed the child in aunt Fang's belly. He made aunt Fang's life worse than death. Mo Xuemin didn't hesitate to come out and ask others to help him find a good marriage. I don't know what kind of "good" marriage came into Mo Xuemin's eyes, which made her beg and kneel to you Yuecheng at the cost of her own worth.

"Your Highness, are there any people you Yuecheng knows who are notorious? They are unbearable and have no wife?" The face of Mo Xuetong is surprisingly quiet. The candle light jumps on her beautiful and unparalleled face. It is very light and cold. It can't see sadness and joy, but it is more painful. What kind of suffering makes a 13-year-old girl so deeply introverted!