"Grandpa, since the matter is clear, you can do it, Xuan'er is tired."
Mo Haotian looked at her, and his heart was full of distress: "Okay!"
"Why do you guys still have something to do?" Mo Lingxuan and the others still stood in their yard and said calmly.
Her indifferent expression made people feel that the person in front of her was not the trash of the Mo family at all, but they left Zi Lingxuan in a hurry.
Everyone left, Mo Lingxuan was happy to be quiet, so they went up to the second floor, Mo Haotian also ordered the servants to clean the room before leaving, and Mo Lingxuan also sighed when the action was about to come.
The hot water was changed again. After Mo Lingxuan took a bath, she instructed Yuan'er to run a pot of tea and break in.
Mo Lingxuan sat next to the coffee table and watched her come in. When Yuan'er walked to the door and met Mo Lingxuan, her eyes were erratic, and she quickly lowered her head with fear and panic in her eyes.
Her hands trembled slightly, and she didn't dare to let out the air, so she put the tea on the table.
"Pour me a glass." Mo Lingxuan ordered coldly.
Yuan'er was startled at first: "Ah. Yes!"
She stammered and stammered in response, but she walked over, turned the cup upside down on the desk, and carefully brought the hot tea. For some reason, she poured the tea with trembling hands. come out.
Mo Lingxuan didn't know when she actually had a dagger in her hand. This was the military dagger she was wearing when she was traveling through her body. Naturally, this military dagger was better than those ordinary daggers. It was made of high-quality black iron. made.
The repressed atmosphere in the room was really unbearable, Yuan'er finally couldn't bear it anymore and rolled to the ground: "Miss, this servant knows you're wrong."
"Wrong? What's wrong with you?" Mo Lingxuan looked at her with a puzzled expression.
The sight of her made Yuan'er, who was kneeling on the ground, even more uncomfortable.
"Miss slaves are obsessed and dare not. They shouldn't do those things."
Mo Lingxuan's eyes were cold: "Those things? Come on, tell me what they are?"
"Slave. Slave." Yuan'er didn't dare to speak now, her tears just fell, "Miss slave is really not intentional."
Mo Lingxuan stood up abruptly and kicked her to the door. Her eyes were like ice that had not melted in a thousand years, and she looked straight at her: "Eat what's inside and outside."
"Miss. Forgive the servant."
"Around you?" Mo Lingxuan was a person who wanted to take revenge, so she wouldn't put such a tiger-like servant by her side.
"How old are you with me?"
"Slave. The slave is five years old."
Mo Lingxuan looked at her and asked, "Who planted my poison?"
"Slaves. The slaves don't know either."
Mo Lingxuan frowned slightly: "I don't know how to praise, I don't like to ask a sentence a second time, and I still don't say it the last time."
Yuaner regrets it very much now. She was picked up by Mo Lingxuan when she was five years old. I remember that when she was five years old, she was still robbing a dog for a steamed bun, and she was just discovered by the owner of the house, and she was beaten for this. She was bleeding, and she was just met by Mo Lingxuan, who was out with Mo Haotian to play. She rescued her and brought her back to Mo's residence. From then on, she followed her and became Mo Lingxuan's personal maid.
But she was still jealous, and she was the same age.
She is envious and envious, and it is her inner injustice that allows her to be taken advantage of, and she is tempted to have today.
"Yes. It's the eldest lady. The eldest lady instructed the slaves to do this."
Mo Lingxuan looked at her with deep eyes, as if she wanted to shoot her through a hole.
"Good. Big room? Good, good"