After making such a fuss, the people had no intention to go to the garden to see what flowers. Mo xueqiong was brought back to the house. Aunt Qing would have been rushed back if she hadn't been in charge of the banquet in the house. When something like this happened to Mo xueqiong, aunt Qing changed from exquisite to timid and waited on the old lady carefully, Not even a big word.

Only when she occasionally turns an eye to fall into the eyes of Mo Xuetong, she is full of hidden jealousy!

Of course, she knew that Mo xueqiong didn't do what she did. Qing'er was arranged by her. Mo xueqiong was just an insider. When Aunt fang had an accident, aunt Qing felt that her chance came. Aunt Fang, who gave birth to a young master in the house, had no hope of righting, and it was her turn to turn.

Aunt Qing was secretly excited. Seeing that she had become a home, she immediately had more family wealth in her hand. Even when people saw her, they were respectful. Why didn't they roar that Aunt Qing was proud that she had been a home for so few days and had so much income. If she had been in charge all the time in the future, it wouldn't be all her own.

In the past, she had been suppressed by Aunt Fang and didn't dare to move much. Now aunt Fang fell down and let her taste the sweetness. She wouldn't let go casually. She came up with greed and lusted for profit. Mo Xuemin reminded her that if such a thing happened to Mo Xuetong, it wouldn't be her own mother in the house.

That's why I set up this bureau. Unexpectedly, it fell on my daughter. How can I not let aunt Qing hate to bite her teeth.

Although the old lady asked someone to block the news, it was still spread to the outer courtyard. Mohuawen felt angry and kissed. If there were no guests outside, he would rush in directly and give aunt Qing two palms, teaching aunt Qing and Mo xueqiong a lesson.

The banquet had been set up, so he had to treat the guests with wine outside. After drinking, he was not very good. He had drunk too much by leaning on the housekeeper.

He had something in his mind. He was even more upset when he thought of Mo xueqiong. He couldn't help drinking more and pleaded guilty. He asked Mo Yufeng to stay with the guests. He helped the housekeeper stagger back to his study and saw a bowl of Jiejiu soup on the table. Then he drank a large bowl under the waiter's service. Then he staggered into bed and fell asleep. The boy covered him with a quilt, He closed the door carefully and withdrew.

The boy stayed outside the door and looked at the weather outside. He simply moved a stool and sat outside, dozing and basking in the sun. The master will not wake up for a while. Naturally, the guests will not leave so early. It's nothing for him.

When he sat down, he saw a snooping little maid at the gate of the garden. When he saw the boy dozing there, his eyes flashed. Suddenly, he gently said, "this little brother, this little brother."

Shout and wave.

"What's up?" The boy was an eleven or twelve year old boy. He stood up and walked over and asked puzzled.

"Little brother, can you help me find the young master? The old lady has something to ask the young master." The little maid smiled.

"That's not good. I have to guard the master here. Otherwise, you can find someone else?" The little fellow hesitated for a moment and refused. His little fellow in ink didn't have to take care of such chores.

"Little brother, help me. I have other things to do here. The old lady is in a hurry. I really don't have time. I didn't see anyone else just now. If the old lady finds that I'm slow in doing things, she will be beaten." The little maid said anxiously. She turned around twice and asked for a way.

Looking at her sweating, the young man thought for a moment and nodded. He thought that this place was not far away from home. He just needed to find someone to bring a word to the young master. It was not difficult.

"Thank you, brother. Thank you, brother. When the old lady gives you a reward, please eat." The little maid thanked him happily, and then hurried out.

The boy went into the inner room to have a look. Mohuawen slept safely, so he came out with light hands and feet. He went outside to take the gate of the yard and hurried out. After walking for a long time, he met a servant. He said it again. The servant went to deliver a message, and he came back again. The gate of the yard was the same as when he left. It was quiet and skillful. It seemed that the master hadn't woke up and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Still sat under the tree and dozed off.

This time I sat down and dozed off. I don't know how long it took. Suddenly I heard someone calling him.

"Hey, hey, wake up, wake up!"

The young man suddenly opened his eyes and was dazed for a while. Then he saw clearly that it was the mammy beside the old lady. He looked back along the Mammy and unexpectedly saw the old lady and a large group of wives. The lady stood behind him, dozed off and woke up. He quickly stood up and saluted the old lady.

"Where's the master?" The old lady doesn't look well.

"The master drank too much at noon. Where are you sleeping inside? I'll call you right away." The boy didn't know that the old lady was making trouble again. At present, he said cautiously.

"No, I'll go myself." The old lady said coldly and rushed to the study with anger.

Just at the door, a few people with sharp ears heard the voice of a charming woman panting inside, accompanied by the heavy breathing voice of a man who makes people's ears warm and heartbeat. All the people here are married wives. Madam, how can they not know what the voice is? They were stunned and didn't dare to look at the old lady in confidence.

The old lady fell angrily, kicked the door open, and rushed in with people in anger. The boy was so scared that he didn't even dare to go out. Why was there a woman's voice in the room? He didn't know when the woman came in and whether he took advantage of his absence!

Turning around the screen, I found an upside down food basket on the ground. The dishes inside turned over. In the hanging tent, there were two men and women with incomplete clothes rolling together. It was when the emotion was moving, they were very enthusiastic. From time to time, they heard the voice of women's charming dripping water.

"You, you..." the old lady's face was so angry that she suddenly turned back and came to the outer room and sat down. All the other wives and ladies in the room had different faces. Looking at her toes, she seemed not to know what to say.

"Go and bring them out." The old lady gritted her teeth.

The two mammies entered the screen. The ambiguous voice inside stopped, and a half ring suddenly came out of the woman's scream: "how could it be you, how could it be you... Who are you?"

"Who are you, who are you..." and what is the sound of pushing down.

"What happened to the old lady today? Why did she bring all the women in this room to her son's study?" There was a voice of ink at the door, with some weariness.

The crowd raised their eyes and saw Mohua Wen standing at the door with his hands on his back. Although he was a little tired, his spirit was good.

It's Mohua outside. Who's inside? The old lady stood up in horror. She couldn't hold her thin anger on her face. She shook her voice as if she had seen a ghost and asked, "Hua Wen, why are you outside and who's in the house?"

"My son woke up just now. He got up and went out for a walk before he came back. Is there anyone else in the house? My son doesn't know. Which guest knocked into it to have a rest." Mohuawen smiled faintly and walked in with a raised step. He first saluted the old ladies of several elders.

"Who are you, get out of the way, get out of the way, who are you!" The voice of the woman shouting and crying inside came out and fell into the ears of Mohua Wen. He frowned for no reason and asked, "old lady, who is the woman in here?"

The old lady was completely covered. She opened her mouth and didn't make a sound.

"Go and have a look inside! Someone broke into my study." Mo Huawen's face changed and said sternly, "it's full of documents. If it's missing, maybe it's going to kill the head."

Everyone who said this was shocked.

Rushed out from behind the screen, a woman with untidy clothes and disheveled hair rushed out and rushed to the old lady: "aunt, why isn't there a cousin, who he is, who he is, how, how can..." Lan Xinru cried.

"Nonsense, why are you in there?" At this time, the old lady also reflected that she pulled up Lan Xin Ru Tao. How could she let Lan Xin Ru mix up and say that if she was found to be well designed, would she have the face to stay in the future.

The face of Mo Huawen suddenly became gloomy.

"Aunt, aunt, it's not a cousin inside. Why not a cousin? It's not that cousin is inside..." Lan Xinru was distracted and couldn't speak flustered. She just kept asking the old lady. She almost didn't say why she was with her and why it wasn't Mohua Wen.

Mo Huawen snorted coldly and said to the boy, "please come out and recognize Miss LAN. Don't blame me for who Du is."

These words are very unpleasant to hear. All the people have doubts on their faces and look at the old lady and LAN Xinru.

Just now, LAN Xinru's maid ran in and said that she and the young lady brought sobering soup to mohuawen before entering the house. The young lady was held by the master, so she hurried to the old lady for help. Why did LAN Xinru turn into another meaning in a moment? The old lady designed her own son?

Mohuawen is a famous dutiful son. Although he is not born to the old lady, he is dutiful to the old lady, but he has nothing to say. Unexpectedly, he is still designed by the old lady. If the concubine room really can't be on the table, more and more people disdain to look at the old lady. No wonder the old lady called all the people in the first courtyard just now. This is forcing her son to obey and must marry her niece.

Seeing that everyone looked at her suspiciously, the old lady couldn't hang her face. LAN Xinru couldn't figure out the situation. She was annoyed and slapped fiercely: "what are you talking about? I asked you how you came here?"

Lan Xin, who was smothered by the beating, covered her face with one hand and slid slowly across the crowd's faces. Suddenly, she saw that Mohua Wen was also there. She didn't know where the courage came from. She rushed at Mohua Wen and cried, "cousin, cousin, I'm here to bring you sobering soup, I..."

Mohuawen dodged quickly. Lan Xin fell heavily to the ground as she stood unsteadily, and her messy clothes turned up. Suddenly, she saw red kiss marks on her neck and chest