Chapter 344

"Father, min'er was wrong before. In the future, min'er will treat her sister well and be filial to her father." Mo Xuemin then turned and knelt down to Mohua Wen. Yingying sobbed. His face was distressed and changed. Tears fell from his pale face, with red and swollen marks. It's really not beautiful.

What is the bitch doing? Sima Lingyun, who is disgusted by it, simply turns his head and listens to the following.

"Do you want to go with tong'er and joan'er to incense your mother?" The ink turns into text, and the bottom of the eyes is deep and quiet. I can't see anything clearly.

"Yes, my daughter will never be like before. My daughter wants to be filial to her father with her sisters." These words are deep and meaningful. Mo Xuemin looks at Mohua Wen with tears. How sincere it is.

It seems that she has really awakened, regretted, felt guilty, and struggled with some pain. Mo Xuemin knocked several heads heavily on the ground, not afraid of pain. Her head made a heavy sound on the ground, and sincerely begged for Mo Huawen's forgiveness... Looking at the hypocritical appearance of Mo Xuemin and Mo xueqiong, a trace of cold hatred flashed in Mo Xuetong's eyes. These two snake and scorpion sisters, Instead of killing himself, he smiled at Mohua Wen and said, "father, since the eldest sister and the fourth sister must accompany me to incense her mother and comfort her mother under the nine springs, tong'er, as his own daughter, should accompany her. Father, let's go together."

Mother's great revenge has not been avenged. Although aunt Fang was sent to Chuang Tzu, she has not died yet. She will not allow her to die so simply. She will die for the Revenge of killing her mother.

"OK, OK, father, let's talk to our eldest sister." Mo xueqiong closed the door and locked it. Without waiting for Mo Huawen to speak, she answered first. It seemed naive and lively. A trace of ruthlessness and pride flashed across the corner of her eyes, glancing sideways at Mo Xuetong.

At this point, Mo Huawen's eyes swept over his three daughters and finally settled on Mo Xuetong's face. Mo Xuetong nodded slightly.

"In that case, you still need to go and return early."

"Yes, father." The three sisters salute respectfully together. If this scene falls into the eyes of outsiders, I'm afraid it will be another drama of sisterhood.

"Shizi, min'er goes to Baoen temple with her two younger sisters to comfort the spirit of heaven. Shizi asks you to go back first. When things happen over there, min'er should follow you back to the house." Mo Xuemin turned back and smiled softly at Sima Lingyun, who had been watching coldly for a long time. Yingying had the meaning of supplication. She didn't mention the self mention of her concubine in her words, as if she had repeatedly called herself miner in order to attract Sima Lingyun's attention.

The relationship between Mo Xuemin and Sima Lingyun has always been below the freezing point since they entered the Duke's house in Zhenguo. They haven't finished their house until now. Except for the next day's marriage, Mo Xuemin and Sima Lingyun met, and then they haven't said a word. Basically, Mo Xuemin stood on one side to serve the Duke's wife in Zhenguo and was criticized, Sima Lingyun sat with freezing point and disgust, and Li ignored her.

Sima Lingyun now sees how Mo Xuemin looks and hates her. She just feels that she is a poisonous woman who doesn't abide by women's morality. Where is there any mood in the past? If he is in the Duke's house of Zhenguo, he will leave on the spot and directly give her a shameless face. But now in the Mo house, Mohua Wen is still watching covetously.

Just now, the fierce color between ink and classical Chinese also made him have to face up to Mo Xuemin for the first time.

This is the marriage given by the queen and threatened by Mohua Wen. He really dare not refuse Mo Xuemin's request on the spot. He has nothing. If he really arouses the Queen's disgust again, what else can he do in this life, but Sima Lingyun really can't make him like Mo Xuemin for a moment.

Simply said coldly, "since you have made plans and your father-in-law has agreed, go." After that, he stopped talking with Mo Xuemin and turned his voice to Mohua's announcement. Today's return is an attitude. Since he has shown his attitude, he can be regarded as worthy of the Queen's marriage. If anything happens to Mo Xuemin again, it is agreed by Mohua, and it has nothing to do with himself.

A sneer flashed across Mo Xuemin's lips. He didn't say much. He stepped back and hid the ridicule at the bottom of his lips. As long as his work is done today, he won't go back to the Duke's house in the town again. There is a hopeless Duke's house, and there are several bitches like fox spirits. He really thought he liked to marry in the past.

The fingers curled slightly, and the slight tingling on her hand made her remember several big bubbles on her fingers, which were scalded after being drenched with boiling soup.

Remembering that Mrs. Hou of Zhenguo mercilessly poured the soup over her face, Mo Xuemin wanted to break the sharp flat face of Mrs. Hou of Zhenguo. If she hadn't seen the opportunity quickly and her head tilted a little slower, she would have been disfigured. At that time, Sima Lingyun even had a faint smile on her face, It seems that she can't be seen at all. The main room is not only pressed to kneel in front of Yun Yiqiu, but also watered with soup.

Even with a gentle face to appease the bitch Yun Yiqiu, how can the arrogant Mo Xuemin bear it.

The Marquis of the town treated her so badly. How could she make those cheap women feel better? No wonder she was cruel and cold in her eyes. Sima Lingyun went back at this time, but it was just good.

Mo Huawen didn't leave Sima Lingyun, and waved coldly.

After Sima Lingyun left, Mo Xuemin and others also made a speech with Mohua, and the three went out of the gate of Mohua house together.

Sima Lingyun has gone back, and Mo Xuemin's carriage stops outside. Except for a coachman, the Duke's house of the town has not left any hands for Mo Xuemin, which shows that the Duke's house of the town hates Mo Xuemin and has risen to the point of ignoring his feelings. In this case.

Mo Xuemin holds Qiu Qiao's hand and gets on the carriage. Mo xueqiong and Mo Xuetong also come up one after another. The car is not too big. The three people sit inside and are a little crowded. Look at the three maids outside. Mo Xuemin asks the people of Mo mansion to find another carriage and let the three maids sit in.

The car curtain pulled down, the horseshoe clattered, and the wooden wheels made a sound of gently rotating. The ink snow pupil saw a small broken line on the yarn curtain at the window, which was broken.

The carriage is very small, different from the one Sima Lingyun took them on a trip last time... "Elder sister, your carriage is really not very good. Just the three of us can't even sit up." Mo xueqiong sneered, pointing to a scratch on the carriage beside her and making a fuss: "ah, elder sister, it's still broken. Your noble son's wife is the new one. How to make such a broken and small carriage for domestic servants? Does her brother-in-law have another love in his heart and treat you badly!"

What she said seemed to be holding a grudge for Mo Xuemin. The other two people in the car clearly felt her happiness and disaster. Now the whole capital is legendary about Mo Xuemin. How could Mo xueqiong not know.

Mo Xuemin's ironic breath was uneven and almost got angry. It's easy to suppress his anger, Then he pretended not to care and sighed: "don't hide from the fourth younger sister that the Duke's house in the town will be bright on the surface. No one would have thought that he is an empty shelf. If it took a few years, maybe he can't even sit in this kind of car. Fortunately, you didn't follow at that time, otherwise I'm afraid you can't even sit in such a car."

These words seemed ironic and ironic. If Mo xueqiong followed in the past and belonged to the concubine room, it was not a lower level than Mo Xuemin. However, although Mo Xuemin seemed sincere at this time, she didn't say what she meant. Mo xueqiong's face turned red and she was so angry that she clenched her teeth.

How could the Marquis of the town be so poor? It was mo Xuemin who had been in the Duke's residence in the town. She couldn't even catch up with a servant, so she prepared such a carriage for her. Mo Xuetong sneered and looked down at her waist. There was one of her sharp short swords. The two swords were restored to the form of short swords, one of which was dyed by Feng Jue for self-defense.

Although the hairpin made of the pair of Swords is unique, it can't be worn on the head all the time. After listening to Feng Jue Ran's advice, he threw away all the cumbersome lines, making the scabbard and body lighter, shorter and easier to carry.

After stabbing someone to death in King Yan's mansion, Feng Jue ran explained to her that these green swords are actually a pair of peerless swords. Press and hold the dark button at the end of the sword, and the sword's body will highlight the sword's awn, which sweeps through the body and is like the sword's edge. Therefore, the maid with martial arts will be swept by the sword's awn and die.

If Mo Xuemin makes any changes later, the sword will be shot silently.

Of course, Mo Xuetong doesn't believe that Mo Xuemin came to play the play specially today, which is a sincere show of kindness. There is a fire and water between her and Mo Xuemin, and no one will believe that the other party will sincerely show kindness. Mo Xuetong has heard about the Marquis house of the town.

She not only heard that Mo Xuemin was given a cold reception in the Duke's residence, but also heard that the madam forced Mo Xuemin to kneel down and send soup to Yun Yiqiu to ask for forgiveness. Moreover, Yun Yiqiu pretended to be delicate and rushed into Sima Lingyun's arms, while the madam of the Duke spilled the soup on Mo Xuemin angrily... Under these circumstances, if Mo Xuemin still wanted to take herself to worship her mother, She can't see clearly.

Mo Xuemin saw Sima Lingyun's disdain just now. Although it was covered in the bottom of his eyes, the Mo Xuetong standing on one side could see it clearly. When Sima Lingyun turned and left, Mo Xuemin's eyes on him were undisguised resentment and pride. Mo Xuemin seemed to pay no attention to Sima Lingyun's deliberate indifference.

Under what circumstances does a newly married woman not care about her husband at all?

Just married, she fell out of favor in her husband's house, and was forced to kneel in the concubine's room under such circumstances, and was almost scalded. Such a shame is unbearable for ordinary women. How can Mo Xuemin endure it? If she doesn't want to report the negative, it's not her Mo Xuemin.

But what's your business in this?

Why does Mo Xuemin plan to take herself out? And the abnormal behavior of Mo xueqiong today is obviously intentional. No one else in the house owns the ice silk veil except herself. It's not just a tribute that can be bought with money. It's a royal tribute, and the quantity is not large. The one in her hand is given to her by the long princess.

"Elder sister, you are so pathetic. The talented women and beautiful women in the capital have married such a shabby door. If the younger sister marries well in the future, for the sake of sisters, she will take care of the elder sister, which will save time. The elder sister doesn't even have a carriage to go out." Over there, Mo xueqiong couldn't help laughing back. She raised the ice silk handkerchief in her hand, covered her lips and smiled. She deliberately wiped her mouth with the handkerchief. The ice silk flashed in the car, which was very bright.