Mo Qingning huddled in the corner with the futon clutched, staring at Li Yan lying on the outside of the bed with a pale face.

How could this be? Wasn't Li Yan in Mo Nianchu's little slut's yard? How could he come to his bed?

Li Yan woke up in a daze by this scream, and he didn't know what night it was, his brows tightened, and he only felt a pain in his lower body.

Thinking back to the black-robed man with a ghost-faced fangs last night, he sat up abruptly in shock.

"Li Yan, why are you here?" Mo Qingning roared almost resentfully.

The pale side eyes glanced at her, and he breathed a sigh of relief for no reason, but fortunately it wasn't ...... Wait a minute...... Why did it hurt so much there, he stared at his eyes and trembled his hands, and then consciously touched his lower body............ He was castrated......

He gritted his teeth and held his head in pain...... This is more painful than killing him......

Mo Qingning followed his movements and glanced at him, only to find that the robe on his lower body was soaked in blood. She couldn't help but change her face slightly, Mo Nianchu's little slut was so powerful, she actually castrated Li Yan, and unknowingly got people on her bed............

When she was distracted, her neck suddenly tightened, and she looked at her with a frown, only to see Li Yan's face pinching her with a hideous and distorted face.

"It's all you, it's all you. ”

If it weren't for Mo Qingning's idea, how could he become a eunuch?

The blockage of the air made Mo Qingning uncomfortable, her pale pretty face was suffocated red, she raised her hand to hit him with all her might, and Li Yan, who was in extreme anger, tightened the strength of her hand as if she didn't feel it.

Qiao'er, who came back to her senses, swallowed her saliva, and hurriedly lifted the teapot on the table and smashed it towards the back of Li Yan's head.

Looking at Li Yan, who was slowly falling, Qiao'er stood on the edge of the bed panting and couldn't breathe, her hands trembling all the time.

The sudden influx of air made Mo Qingning cough violently, rubbing her red neck, a touch of fierceness flashed under her eyes, she got up in embarrassment, turned over and got off the bed, and pulled out a golden hairpin from her makeup.

Pushing away Qiao'er, who was still in a frightened trance, she picked up the golden hairpin and stabbed it hard at Li Yan's heart, seeing Li Yan wake up in pain.

Recalling the scene just now, she pulled out the golden hairpin with a fierce face and stabbed it into it frantically.

Blood splattered on her face, and she couldn't stop as if she were stunned.

Qiao'er, who came back to her senses, looked at this scene in horror, and hurriedly hugged Mo Qingning from behind.

"Miss, Mr. Li...... Li Gongzi died. Her voice trembled.

He's dead...... Li Yan is dead...... Mo Qingning, who had calmed down, glanced at his blood-stained hands and golden hairpins in despair.

Her pupils shrank, she screamed, the golden hairpin in her hand fell in response, and she collapsed to the ground.

What should I do? She killed someone......

She suddenly looked at the open door and whispered, "Quick, close the door." ”

Qiao'er shuddered, and hurriedly closed the door with her hands and feet.

"Miss, what should I do?" Qiao'er picked up Mo Qingning, who was slumped on the ground, and asked with a crying voice.

Mo Qingning's bloodstained little face did not have a trace of blood, clutching the palm moistened with blood and closing her eyes for a moment, her lips trembled slightly, she didn't kill someone else, she killed the sister-in-law of Shangshufu, what should I do?

"Ning'er. Roche's voice rang out outside the house.

Mo Qingning, who was like a frightened bird, trembled in fright.

"Miss, it's Madame, Madame is here. ”

Mother, Mother is coming.

She wiped a handful of blood stains from her face, put aside Qiao'er in a trance, stumbled over and opened the door.

Her miserable white appearance can scare Roche a lot.

"Ning'er, what's wrong with you?" Luo rolled his eyes and looked at the person carefully.

"Mother......" She took Luo's hand and called out with tears in her eyes: "Ning'er, you killed someone." ”

Roche's expression changed suddenly, obviously stunned by her words.

Luo, who knew that the situation was serious, glanced left and right, and hurriedly pulled Mo Qingning into the house. When he saw Li Yan lying on the bed staring, Luo's face became more and more heavy.

If it is the people in the mansion who are killed, it is just the son-in-law of the Li Mansion that is killed.

It's just that how could this sister-in-law of the Li Mansion be in Ning'er's house?

After a while, Mo Qingning carefully explained the ins and outs of the matter to Roche.

"Ning'er, why are you so confused?" Roche looked at her thumping his chest.

"Mother, what can I do now?" Mo Qingning Lihua took Luo's hand with rain.

Luo Che's face was gloomy and he closed his eyes for a moment, for the sake of today's plan, he could only pull a substitute for the dead ghost, but who would let this substitute for the dead ghost come?

This morning, Mo Qingning did not come to ask Mrs. Mo for peace, saying that she was infected with the cold, lest she give it to the old lady.

In the end, she is the most beloved granddaughter, and when Mrs. Mo heard this, she wanted to go to Ningguang Pavilion in person.

Shen Qingyu looked at Luo Zhi without a trace, and when Luo Zhi said the word "wind cold", her expression was subtle and unnatural, and she knew that this must be a good show.

Ningguang Pavilion

Mo Qingning's body was lying tense on the bed, and her hands hidden under the futon were clenched together.

Hearing the sound of gradual footsteps outside the house, she frowned, curled up on her lips and coughed in discomfort.

The door opened with a slight push.

"Grandmother came here. Mo Qingning pursed his pale lips and said angrily.

Seeing that she was about to get up, the approaching old lady Mo made a gesture and lightly pressed on her slender shoulder, and sighed with a sad face: "This is good, why is it infected with the wind cold?"

Mo Qingning pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled weakly: "I think I caught a cold last night resting on the couch." ”

Yu Guang subconsciously glanced at Shen Qingyu, who seemed to be smiling, she blinked her eyes lightly, and her eyes were a little empty.

"How did this subordinate of the Ningguang Pavilion do it?" Old Madam Mo has a rigid old face, and her expression is full of displeasure. The angry old eyes glanced at the room, and said sternly: "Where is the Qiao'er who waits?"

This battle is obviously about taking people to account.

"Grandmother, don't blame Qiao'er, she may have something to do. Mo Qingning took Mrs. Mo's hand, and she was very understanding.

This made Old Madam Mo feel distressed: "Mama Gui." ”

Mama Gui, who was waiting on the side, bowed slightly, then turned around and walked out.

Luo Che took a deep breath, and a heart raised her throat eyes, and with a slight side of her eyes, she met Shen Qingyu's deep and thorough eyes, which seemed to have seen through everything, which made her feel uneasy.

In less than a moment, Mama Gui walked in with a earthy face, as if she had seen something terrifying.

Mama Gui has been by Mrs. Mo's side for decades, she has always been calm and moderate, and she has always been unfazed, but now what can make Mama Gui change her face must have happened to something.

"Please also ask the old lady to come over in person. ”

Old Madam Mo turned around and glanced at Mama Gui, whose expression had changed drastically, and couldn't help frowning.

As soon as he entered the side room, a strong smell of blood came to his nose, and he saw that on the other side of the bed, Li Yan was lying on it without looking at it, his blue and white clothes were almost bright red and blood-colored, and there was a blood-stained golden hairpin on his chest.

Less than five feet away, Qiao'er tilted her head, her mouth was slightly open, her eyes were hung by a white silk on the beam, and there was a round stool and chair at her feet.

Shen Qingyu lightly covered his mouth and nose, and included this seemingly seamless scene into the eyes of all sneers.

Li Yan is the son-in-law of Shangshu Mansion, this is not a small matter, and now he has died in the courtyard of Mo Mansion, which is really not trivial, and Mrs. Rao is Mo can't help but change her face.

"What, how can this be?" Mo Qingning, who came later, clinged to the door, his face pale and choked back tears.

"Ning'er, why are you here. Roche hurriedly helped her worriedly.

"Ning'er, do you know what's going on?" asked Old Man Mo solemnly.

Mo Qingning pretended to wipe her tears, and the pear blossom raised her eyes with rain, as if she had eased her nerves, and said with a crying voice: "Li Gongzi told Ning Er the day before yesterday that he had fallen in love with Qiao'er and wanted to go back to the house, but Qiao'er was loyal and just wanted to follow Ning Er, so I thought that this Li Gongzi would do such a reluctant thing." ”

This is a clever statement, and he will leave himself clean in three or two strokes.

Regardless of whether what Mo Qingning said is true or not, the current situation can only be that Li Yan sneaked into Mofu at night and wanted to do something wrong to Qiao'er, but was killed by Qiao'er.

As for the golden hairpin inserted in Li Yanxin's mouth, according to Mo Qingning, it was given to Qiao'er by her.

Old Madam Mo cleaned up the house, called someone to carry the two corpses, and went to the Li Mansion in person.

After seeing Mrs. Mo leave, Luo's mother and daughter were relieved.

"I killed him at most, but I didn't expect that you would directly kill him, and you would bring Qiao'er as a substitute for the dead ghost. Before leaving, Shen Qingyu leaned close to Mo Qingning's ear and said softly with a smile.

Mo Qingning's expression froze, and her little face turned blue and white as she looked at her smiling eyes......

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