Looking at Mo Xuemin and Mo Xueqiong's coy appearance, a trace of cold hatred flashed in Mo Xuetong's eyes, these two femme fatales refused to stop if they didn't kill themselves, and turned to Mo Huawen and smiled: "Father, since the eldest sister and the fourth sister must accompany me to incense my mother's kiss and comfort my mother under Jiuquan, and Tong'er should accompany her as her own daughter, so my father will let us go together." ”

The mother's revenge has not been avenged, although Aunt Fang was sent to Zhuangzi, she is not dead, she will not allow her to die so simply, the revenge of killing her mother is not shared.

"Okay, okay, father, let's talk with the eldest sister. Mo Xueqiong closed the door and locked it, not waiting for Mo Huawen to speak, she had already responded first, she seemed innocent and lively, a trace of ruthlessness and smugness flashed in the corners of her eyes, and she glanced at Mo Xueqiong.

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

"In that case, you need to go early and come back early. ”

"Yes, Father. The three sisters saluted respectfully together, if this scene falls in the eyes of outsiders, I am afraid that it will be another drama of sisterhood.

"Shizi, Min'er first went to Bao'en Temple with her two sisters to comfort the souls of her relatives in the sky, and the prince will go back first, and when things happen over there, Min'er should go back to the house with her. Mo Xuemin turned around and smiled softly at Sima Lingyun, who had been watching coldly for a long time, Yingying pleaded with grace, and there was no mention of the concubine's body between the words, as if in order to attract Sima Lingyun's favor, she repeatedly called herself Min'er.

Since entering the Zhenguohou Mansion, the relationship between Mo Xuemin and Sima Lingyun has been below freezing, and the two have not finished the room until now, except for the next day, Mo Xuemin and Sima Lingyun met, and then the two have never said a word, basically Mo Xuemin stood aside and waited for Mrs. Zhenguohou to eat, and the blame was turned, Sima Lingyun sat with freezing points and disgust, and ignored her.

Sima Lingyun now looks at how Mo Xuemin looks at how he hates it, he just thinks that she is a poisonous woman who does not abide by women's morals, where is there any mood in the past, if it was in the Zhenguo Mansion, he would have brushed his sleeves away on the spot and directly gave her a faceless, but now in the Mo Mansion, Mo Huawen is still watching from the side.

The fierceness between Mo Huawen's words also made him have to face Mo Xuemin for the first time.

This is the marriage given by the queen, and there is the threat of Mo Huawen, he really didn't dare to refuse Mo Xuemin's request on the spot, he had nothing, if he really provoked the queen's disgust again, where else could he do in this life, but let him make a liking for Mo Xuemin for a while, Sima Lingyun really couldn't do it.

simply said coldly: "Since you have already planned and your father-in-law has agreed, let's go." After speaking, he stopped talking to Mo Xuemin, and turned his voice to say goodbye to Mo Huawen, today's return to the door is also an attitude, since he has already expressed his attitude, he can be regarded as worthy of the queen's marriage, if Mo Xuemin happens again, this matter is agreed by Mo Huawen, and it has nothing to do with him.

A sneer flashed on Mo Xuemin's lips, she didn't say anything, she took two steps back, hiding the ridicule at the bottom of her lips, as long as her own thing is done today, she will never return to the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion in the future, a hopeless Houfu, and a few vixen-like sluts, I really think I like to marry in the past.

Her fingers curled slightly, and the slight tingling in her hand reminded her of a few large bubbles on her fingers, which had been scalded by the boiling soup.

Thinking of Mrs. Zhenguohou mercilessly pouring the soup on her head and face, Mo Xuemin couldn't wait to scratch Mrs. Zhenguohou's snarky face, if it wasn't for the speed she saw at that time, if her head was a little slower, her whole person would be disfigured, and at that time, Sima Lingyun even had a faint smile on her face, as if she couldn't see that she was not only pressed to kneel in front of Yun Yiqiu, but also poured soup on her head and face.

even comforted Yun Yiqiu's slut with a gentle face, which made the arrogant Mo Xuemin unbearable.

The Marquis of Zhenguo Mansion treated her so poorly, how could she make those cheap women feel better, don't blame her for being ruthless, the cold light flashed in her eyes, Sima Lingyun went back at this time, but it was right.

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

After Sima Lingyun left, Mo Xuemin and the others also said goodbye to Mohuawen, and the three of them walked out of the gate of Mofu together.

Sima Lingyun had already gone back, Mo Xuemin's carriage was parked outside, except for a coachman, the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion did not leave any manpower for Mo Xuemin, which showed that the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion disliked Mo Xuemin, and he had risen to the point of recklessness, in this case.

Mo Xuemin helped Qiu Qiao's hand to get into the carriage, Mo Xueqiong, Mo Xuetong also came up one after another, the car was not too big, the three of them sat inside, they were a little crowded, look at the three Yahuan outside, Mo Xuemin asked the people of Mofu to find another carriage and let the three Yahuan sit in.

The curtain was pulled down, the horses' hooves clicked, the wooden wheels made a sound of gently turning, and Mo Xuetong saw that at the window, a small broken line on the gauze curtain was actually broken.

This carriage was very small, different from the last time Sima Lingyun took them on a trip......

"Eldest sister, your carriage is really not very good, just the three of us, we can't even sit up with three maid rings. Mo Xueqiong sneered, pointed to a scratch on the carriage beside her and fussed: "Ah, eldest sister, this is still broken, your wife is the new one, how to make this kind of broken and small carriage used by domestic servants, is it that my brother-in-law has another love in his heart and treats you poorly!"

What she said seemed to be holding grievances for Mo Xuemin, and the other two people in the car clearly felt her schadenfreude, Mo Xuemin's matter is now rumored throughout the capital, how could Mo Xueqiong not know.

Mo Xuemin's breath was uneven, and she almost got angry, so she easily suppressed her anger, so she pretended not to care and sighed lightly: "Don't hide it from the fourth sister, the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion is also bright on the surface, no one would have thought that he is an empty shelf, if it is a few years later, maybe you won't even be able to sit in this kind of car, fortunately you didn't go with you at the time, otherwise you may not even be able to sit in such a car." ”

These words seem to be sarcastic and ridiculous, and if Mo Xueqiong follows the past, she belongs to the concubine room, but it is not a grade lower than Mo Xuemin, but at this time, although Mo Xuemin seems to be sincere in what she said, the meaning is self-evident, Mo Xueqiong couldn't help but blush, and gritted her teeth in anger.

Is it that Mo Xuemin can't even catch up with a servant woman in the Zhenguo Mansion, so she will prepare such a carriage for her, Mo Xuetong sneered secretly, and looked down at her waist, where one of her sharp short swords was hidden, and the two swords were reduced to the form of short swords, one of which was used by Feng Jue for self-defense.

Although the hairpin made of the pair of swords was chic, it could not be worn on the head all the time, so I simply listened to the advice of Feng Jue and threw away all the cumbersome lines, so that the scabbard sword body was lighter and shorter, and easier to carry.

Since the time when she stabbed someone to death in Yanwang's Mansion, Feng Jueran also explained to her that this pair of blue swords turned out to be a pair of peerless swords, holding down the dark button at the end of the sword, the sword body would highlight the sword, and the sword would sweep through the body, like the blade of the sword, so the girl ring with martial arts would be swept by the sword and die.

If Mo Xuemin made any changes for a while, this sword would shoot silently.

Of course, Mo Xuetong didn't believe that Mo Xuemin came to act in this scene today to show her sincerity, the relationship between her and Mo Xuemin became a fire and water, no one would believe that the other party would sincerely show goodwill, the matter of the Marquis of Zhenguo's mansion, Mo Xuetong had already heard about it.

Not only did she hear that Mo Xuemin was given a cold reception in the Zhenguo Hou Mansion like everyone else, but she also heard that Mrs. Zhenguo Hou forced Mo Xuemin to kneel down and send soup to Yun Yiqiu in order to ask for forgiveness, and Yun Yiqiu pretended to be delicate and threw herself into Sima Lingyun's arms, and Mrs. Zhenguo Hou angrily sprinkled the soup on Mo Xuemin......

Under such circumstances, if Mo Xuemin still had the heart to take herself to worship her mother, she would not be able to see clearly.

Although Mo Xuemin's disdain for Sima Lingyun was hidden in his eyes, Mo Xuetong, who was standing on the side, could see it clearly, when Sima Lingyun turned to leave, Mo Xuemin's gaze on him was undisguised resentment and pride, and Mo Xuemin seemed to be indifferent to Sima Lingyun's deliberate coldness.

Under what circumstances does a bride not care about her husband at all?

just got married, fell out of favor in her husband's family, and was forced to kneel in the concubine's room under such circumstances, and was almost burned, such a shame, ordinary women can't bear it, how can Mo Xuemin endure it, if she doesn't want to repay the loss, then it's not her Mo Xuemin.

But, what's in it for you?

Why did Mo Xuemin deliberately take herself out, and Mo Xueqiong's abnormal behavior today, it was clearly intentional, that piece of ice silk handkerchief, no one in the house had it except herself, this is not just something that can be bought with money, this is a royal tribute, and the amount is not much, the piece in her hand was given to her by the eldest princess.

"Eldest sister, you are really pitiful, the talented women and beauties in the dignified capital have married such a dilapidated portal, if the sister marries well in the future, for the sake of the sisters, she will have to take care of the eldest sister for a few points, and it will save the time when the eldest sister does not even have a carriage to go out. Over there, Mo Xueqiong couldn't help but sneer at each other, raised the ice silk handkerchief in her hand, covered her lips and smiled, and deliberately wiped her mouth with the handkerchief, the ice silk flashed in the car, and it was beautiful.

"Thank you to the fourth sister from now on. Mo Xueqiong glanced at the handkerchief in Mo Xueqiong's hand with jealousy, her face was bright and uncertain under the light and shadow, and there was an unconcealable coldness in her eyes, Mo Xueqiong really thought that if she got this handkerchief, she would have won that person's heart, she had no appearance in appearance, she had no brains, and she wanted to enter that person's house, if she didn't need her help now to deceive Mo Xuetong, she didn't have the heart to deal with her now.

I don't want to think about my identity, the prince's side concubine?

Hearing Mo Xuemin's weak words, Mo Xueqiong felt proud, her eyes involuntarily crossed Mo Xuemin's beautiful face, and her proud eyes became as jealous and vicious as Mo Xuemin.

As long as Mo Xuetong is dead, he can get the favor of King Yan, and King Yan promised that he would immediately come to the door to propose to his father, marry King Yan, who is the most promising prince, become King Yan's side concubine, and become the imperial concubine in the future, and may even win the throne of the queen, this idea made Mo Xueqiong excited for a few nights without sleeping well.

In the past, she loved Sima Lingyun because of Sima Lingyun's good family background and personable demeanor, and His Royal Highness King Yan and Sima Lingyun are different from each other, and His Royal Highness King Yan is not comparable to Sima Lingyun.

Thinking of the smugness, Mo Xueqiong's smile overflowed the corners of her lips uncontrollably, and when she laughed, Mo Xueqiong realized that she was busy covering it with a handkerchief, so she smiled indifferently: "The three of us sisters, it's rare to go out together, and I'm really happy." ”

Of course, no one believed this, and the other two people in the car only glanced at her and said nothing more.

Suddenly, the carriage screamed, and the carriage shook violently and began to shake on both sides.

The horse was shocked. Someone outside shouted, it seemed to be the voice of the coachman.

"Quick, save our young lady. Mo Yu screamed.