After Mo Xuetong freshened up, she and Mo Xueqiong went to Xu Yan's Yanyu Residence to pay his respects.
Not long after I sat down, I heard that the eldest lady and uncle were coming outside. The master invited the two young ladies to meet their sister and brother-in-law.
Mo Xuetong and Mo Xueqiong left together.
In the study room, Sima Lingyun's face was a little gray, his eyes were cold, and he was proud of his newlyweds. Just when he was full of energy, it was inexplicable that people felt that the smile on his face was too strong, without any sincere smile, and his eyes flickered. Mo Xuemin passed by, and a flash of disgust fell in Mo Huawen's eyes, and his eyes darkened.
"Father, I heard that you have been coughing a lot these days. This is the century-old ginseng that my mother asked me to bring here. My mother said that this kind of climate is most likely to cause coughing and lung damage. Father, you must pay more attention." Mo Xuemin seemed not to notice that she was sitting there. Sima Lingyun on the side looked reluctant, with a gentle smile on his face and said with concern.
If it weren't for the traces of bruises at the corners of her eyes, everyone would think that the newly married woman in front of them was happy.
Mo Huawen's eyes fell on the corners of her eyes involuntarily, and a trace of anger flashed in the corners of his eyes. Mo Xuemin's dress today was different from usual. She had thick hair combed over the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, but even so, when she turned her head slightly, she still A scar can be seen on her forehead.
"I heard that the prince is not satisfied with this marriage?" Mo Huawen pushed away the ginseng sent by Mo Xuemin and said coldly to Sima Lingyun.
Mo Xuemin is no longer his daughter. She was beaten like this by Zhenguo Houfu and still returned the favor. She has not mentioned anything about the wedding until now. Mo Huawen hates Sima Lingyun even more in his heart. Although Mo Xuemin was vicious, what about Sima Lingyun? Thinking of the relationship between Sima Lingyun and Aunt Fang, Mo Huawen clenched his hands tightly into fists.
Hearing Mo Huawen's somewhat venomous roll call, Sima Lingyun was stunned for a moment, unable to react for a moment. In his memory, Mo Huawen had always been kind, and he had never seen Mo Huawen like this before.
"If the prince doesn't want to marry my daughter, please go into the palace now and ask the queen to reconcile." Mo Huawen slammed his hand on the table, stood up suddenly, and pointed at Sima Lingyun, not giving him any favor at all. face.
Peace and separation? Asking for the queen
Sima Lingyun trembled, and then he belatedly remembered that this marriage was given by the Queen. If they had to divorce after only a few days of marriage, this would be a slap on the Queen's face. Her face turned pale and she stood hurriedly. He said anxiously: "Father-in-law, why do you think so? Min'er and I have been childhood sweethearts. How could we be dissatisfied with this marriage? What happened on the wedding day was all an accident."
"On the day of the wedding, the concubine caused trouble in the bridal chamber and crowded the main wife. I had no choice but to teach the concubine a lesson. In the chaos, I knocked away the child and made the main wife kneel in the ancestral hall all night. The prince is really good at it. It's really good. The Queen has a long face, and that day, the Queen told me that she had found a good son-in-law!" Mo Huawen had no intention of letting Sima Lingyun go.
The farce that happened on the wedding day was not only embarrassing for the Zhenguo Hou Mansion. He did not vent his anger on Mo Xuemin at that time. On the one hand, it was because Mo Xuemin himself was not living up to expectations. On the other hand, it was also because the queen granted the marriage, so the bigger the fuss became. , it’s not good for anyone, just let the matter calm down and deal with it later. Unexpectedly, the Zhenguo Hou Mansion was so unreasonable that it would bully Mo Xuemin like this.
No matter what, Mo Xuemin would not tolerate Sima Lingyun being so insulted.
"Father, I don't blame Ling Yun. I was not good at that time either. Sister Yun lost her child during the pushing..." Mo Xuemin stood up with a sad look on her face. She burst into tears without saying anything, biting her lips and choking. , the slightly red and swollen face looked a little pitiful under the cover of white powder.
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Mo Huawen mentioned the Queen again and again, and Sima Lingyun was covered in cold sweat behind his back. At this time, Mo Xuemin actually stood up to save him. He immediately ignored his and Mo Xuemin's lack of dealing with each other and hurriedly said with a smile: "Father-in-law, what happened that day?" It's all Ling Yun's fault, because when dealing with the concubine's loss of the child, he didn't notice that his mother actually asked Min'er to set the rules."
The bride sets the rules in front of her mother-in-law, and no one can tell whether she will go or not. Even if she goes a little earlier, it is because of an emergency. The father really can't use this as an excuse.
A sneer flashed in Mo Xuemin's eyes. Kneeling in the ancestral hall is also called establishing rules. It's wrong for that bitch Yun Yiqiu to be pregnant with the eldest son of a concubine. Is it still reasonable for Sima Lingyun to be seduced by that vixen on her wedding night
But now is not the time to argue about these things. She has another purpose today. As long as she achieves this purpose, she will have a prosperous life in the future. Therefore, she endures. Not only can she not argue, she also needs to be leisurely, wise and generous, so that she will not let people worry about it afterwards. She suspected that she would certainly be able to make Mo Huawen humiliate Sima Lingyun, but she was still very willing.
"Father, Min'er did something wrong. Mother should teach her and she didn't deliberately beat Min'er." She lowered her head deliberately in grievance, as if she was crying and timid, feeling proud that her father would not ignore her. , as long as he is slightly weaker, his father will be on his side.
As long as his father is on his side, the Zhenguo Hou Mansion can't do anything to him!
Sima Lingyun and that bitch dared to cause such trouble for her on their wedding night. She would never let that bitch get away with it. Besides, that person also promised herself that as long as she killed Mo Xuetong, he would take her away. The Zhenguo Marquis Mansion has nothing to do with Sima Lingyun, a cheap man like him.
"Beat me? Did someone beat me, eldest sister?" Mo Xueqiong's surprised voice came from the door.
The three people looked back and saw Mo Xuetong and Mo Xueqiong appearing at the door of the room.
"Sister, I was really beaten. Who did it?" Mo Xueqiong came in with a fuss, looked at the injuries on Mo Xuemin's face, and screamed loudly, as if she was frightened, and Mo Xuemin was stunned for a moment. She said it with embarrassment and hatred, her face turned green and red for a while, being laughed at by this concubine who had always been inferior to her. She had never been so embarrassed.
Secretly, Mo Xueqiong gritted her teeth with hatred, but a gentle smile appeared on her face: "Third sister, fourth sister, you are here. Qiu Qiao brings the brocade for the two ladies."
"Yes!" Qiu Qiao, who was standing behind Mo Xuemin, hurriedly handed over the brocade in her hands.
There are six pieces of gorgeous satin in total. At a glance, you can tell that this material is the most fashionable Xia Yun satin in the palace now. The beautiful pattern and the color of Xia Yun are so bright that it dazzled Mo Xueqiong's eyes. A hint of greed flashed in Qiong's eyes.
"Sister, you are so polite to give such beautiful satin to the girls. I thank you here." Mo Xueqiong said with a sweet smile, motioning to the maid standing behind her to take them all.
"Third sister, I will take your share for you. If you have free time, come to my yard to choose, and we will make clothes together." Mo Xueqiong turned to Mo Xuetong and smiled.
That meant that he was greedily interested in these pieces of satin and planned not to give any to Mo Xuetong.
Mo Xuetong secretly curled her lips. She didn't want anything from Mo Xuemin anyway. She saluted Xian Mo Huawen, then thanked Mo Xuemin, and finally nodded to Mo Xueqiong, smiling softly and saying: "Fourth sister, if If you like it, let’s give it to Fourth Sister together.”
After saying this, Mo Xueqiong's eyes lit up, she happily pulled Mo Xuetong and said with a smile: "The third sister is so generous, so I won't be polite. Anyway, the third sister is the princess and has never seen any good things, but she is a girl." The most pitiful thing is that he doesn’t even have any decent clothes.”
This was said in an extremely ungrateful way, as if someone from a small family was begging pitifully, and looked like a young lady in a boudoir. Besides, Sima Lingyun was sitting here, and Mo Huawen was sitting on the side, looking coldly. He glared at her and sighed in his heart, this fourth girl is indeed greedy and ignorant.
"Third sister, fourth sister, today is the day when I go home. I want to go to Baoen Temple outside the city to offer incense for my mother. No matter what my aunt did that day, my mother really loves me. My aunt does it." If I did something like that, I... I feel guilty for my mother. From now on, I will copy the Heart Sutra for my mother in the Zhenguo Marquis' Mansion..." Mo Xuemin said feeling sad and suddenly knelt down towards Mo Xuetong.
"Third sister, please forgive me for not being able to avenge my mother. Aunt Fang is still my biological mother. I am willing to pay for Aunt Fang's sins..."
"Eldest sister, what's wrong with you? Third sister will never let you kneel down to her no matter what she does. You are her eldest sister!" Mo Xueqiong was the first to make a fuss and pulled Mo Xuemin, trying to drag her up, but Mo Xuemin couldn't. Unable to persist, she raised her tearful eyes, looked at Mo Xuetong and cried, as if she would die on her knees without getting up if she didn't forgive her.
What caused Mo Xuemin to cause trouble today
Mo Xuetong's eyes swept over Sima Lingyun calmly, and found that he had the same shock on his face. Obviously, Mo Xuetong's matter had nothing to do with him. Thinking about it, such a thing happened on the wedding night, and there had been a long-standing relationship between the two. Invisible knife marks were scratched. Even though Mo Xuemin was cunning, Yun Yiqiu was not a fool, so how could he let Sima Lingyun return to Mo Xuemin.
"Third sister, please forgive me quickly. The eldest sister is the elder sister, how can she kneel down to the younger sister? Besides, we are still newlyweds. My brother-in-law thought our family..." Mo Xueqiong said anxiously, looking at the girl standing aside confused and not knowing why. Sima Lingyun immediately shouted at Mo Xuetong.
What do you think our family is? She thought that the Mo Mansion had no rules, thought that the sisters in the Mo Mansion were disrespectful, thought that Mo Xuetong was cruel and ruthless to his concubine and concubine...
These words are all hidden in it. When did Mo Xueqiong become so good at talking? And the most important thing is that Mo Xueqiong is so enthusiastic and sincere. She has always only liked to stir up trouble and watch the excitement, and it is best to get her head beaten and bloody. Mo Xueqiong actually has such a skill. It really makes people sigh. The most humble person is invincible.
Mo Huawen frowned, his eyes were dark, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Eldest sister, get up. Aunt Fang harmed my mother. It's a matter of public opinion. Whoever harmed whom will have their own retribution from heaven. Eldest sister didn't harm anyone, so there's no need to ask for forgiveness." Mo Xuetong gently helped Mo Xuemin up. , chuckled lightly, but there was no smile in his eyes.
Blood debts must be repaid with blood, as a matter of course.
So many lives and so many blood feuds cannot be avenged because the time has not yet come!
Revenge with vengeance, vengeance with vengeance, the sea of blood cannot obscure the resentment when the fire is soaring into the sky, the cry of hatred like a ghost, like a ghost, weeping blood in my heart every day, Mo Xuetong will never forget, she Only one person can exist with Mo Xuemin in this life. In the last life, it was Mo Xuemin. In this life, it can only be her!
"Eldest sister, third sister forgives you, get up quickly." Mo Xueqiong helped Mo Xuemin up on the other side and said happily.
"Third sister, have you really forgiven me?" Mo Xuemin seemed to be overjoyed, grabbing Mo Xuetong's hand and said excitedly.
"Sister, you're right. Of course I won't blame you." Mo Xuetong calmly withdrew his hand and lowered his eyes to hide the coldness in his eyes. It's not wrong. Naturally, I won't blame you, but there is something wrong...
"That's great, Third Sister, Fourth Sister, why don't you come with me today to ask for your mother's forgiveness? Let's go together to offer a scent of fragrance to our mother, and tell her that the three of us sisters are fine now, so that she can rest assured underground. "Mo Xuemin held Mo Xueqiong with one hand and Mo Xuetong with the other, with a look of longing and a joyful smile on her face.
"Father, Min'er was wrong before. In the future, Min'er will definitely treat her sister well and be filial to her father." After Mo Xuemin said that, she turned around and knelt down to Mo Huawen, sobbing, with a look of sorrow on her face, and she wanted to change her past. She looked like a woman, with tears falling from her pale face, leaving red and swollen traces, which really couldn't be said to be beautiful.
What kind of drama was this bitch doing? Sima Lingyun on the side looked disgusted and simply turned his head to listen to what was going on.
"You want to go with Tong'er and Qiong'er to offer incense to your mother?" Mo Huawen's eyes were so dark that he couldn't see anything clearly.
"Yes, my daughter will never be like she used to be. She wants to be filial to her father with her sisters." These words were profound and meaningful. Mo Xuemin looked at Mo Huawen with tears, so sincere and so sincere.
As if she had really woken up, feeling regretful, guilty, and struggling with some pain, Mo Xuemin kowtowed heavily on the ground several times. As if she was not afraid of the pain, she knocked her head on the ground with a heavy sound, and sincerely begged for Mo. Hua Wen’s forgiveness… (To be continued)