But it was said that Gu Fei mentioned Mo Geyi in front of Mo Yan-

After thousands of mountains and rivers and many hardships, he finally stood at the gate of the capital.

The bleak sunset sprinkled the afterglow, emitting the last trace of heat, and then disappeared to the back of the mountain, and then disappeared, the sky was full of fire and clouds, red as fire, layers of mountains, like soft cotton wool.

The hand half-hidden in the sleeve was held tightly, and the skin that was originally majestic was a whiplash wound with the thickness of a little finger on the left side of his face, the whiplash was red and swollen, and the epidermis was turned over, which gave him a little more anger between his eyebrows.

He took a few deep breaths and strode into the city gate, the storm under his eyes was so low and terrifying that even the passers-by around him avoided it.

However, he had just entered the city, but only a few feet away, he was stopped by someone.

Stopping him was a middle-aged man in a silk coat who looked like a housekeeper, and he bowed slightly to Mo Geyi and said, "Childe, the eldest girl said, please go to the Red Leaf Zhuangzi in the southern suburbs of the city to recuperate." ”

Mo Geyi glanced at the man with a grim face, and the perverse desire in his eyes turned into a real blade, "You say it again?" ”

The housekeeper lowered his eyebrows and repeated in a low voice, "Son, forgive me, the eldest girl said, please go to the Red Leaf Zhuangzi in the southern suburbs outside the city to recuperate, and other matters in the house, after she takes care of it, I will take you back to the house." ”

Mo Geyi was not angry, he raised his hand and slapped the butler in the face, and scolded, "Dog minion, who is your master!" ”

The butler was unmoved, silently received the slap, and instructed the two guards who followed behind him, "Please get into the carriage of the eldest prince." ”

"Eldest son, please." The two guards answered in unison and stretched out their hands.

Mo Geyi's chest rose and fell, he glanced at the other party with unwilling resentment, and after weighing the pros and cons, he snorted coldly and spontaneously entered the carriage parked on the side.

The carriage left the city leisurely and went straight to the southern suburbs of Dajing, and in the carriage, the swaying light and shadow fell on Mo Geyi's face. Hiding the redness in his eyes, it took him a long time to control his emotions and whisper to the outside of the carriage, "Go back and tell Mo Qingge." If it weren't for me, would she think she would still be able to sit firmly in the position of the eldest daughter? Not to mention that sooner or later, that cheap girl will return to Dajing......"

The butler's face was calm, he pulled the reins in his hand, and waved his whip twice from time to time. The corners of his mouth hooked into the carriage, and his eyes leaked contempt, but he still said respectfully, "The little one has been noted." ”

Red Leaf Village, is Mo Qingge's Zhuangzi, every year in the golden autumn, she will go to the Zhuangzi to live for a while, at that time, as far as the eye can see, it is all scarlet as blood color. It's so beautiful that it's intoxicating.

And when Mo Geyi got off the carriage, he didn't have the slightest intention of watching the wind and enjoying the scenery.

As soon as he entered the gate of Zhuangzi, he saw that there were few subordinates in the entire Zhuangzi, and all of them were Mo Qingge's henchmen, and the resentment in his chest deepened.

"Go, bring my personal little armor here, others will serve you, I'm not used to it." He cut his hands behind his back and looked at the Zhuangzi shadow screen. The look was uncertain.

Thinking about it, the housekeeper bowed his head and said, "Back to my son, A day ago, someone found out that he was having an affair with a maid in the inner courtyard. has been killed by Mrs. Zhangjiarou. ”

Mo Geyi's breath was stagnant, Jiayi was the identity that he had taken with him since he was a child to accompany him to read and serve, and he was very fond and trusted, this time he went to Yizhou, thinking that he would come back in a few days, and Dajing always had to be watched by trustworthy people. Yes, he deliberately left Jiayi behind.

But I didn't want to, so I was killed under such an excuse.

Jiayi's temperament, he can't understand it, and this little guy is not a woman at all, and where will he have an affair with a servant girl, he has already promised that in the future, he will find a serious girl from an ordinary people's family for Jiayi as a wife, and he will never match the maid in the house.

He kept telling himself to be calm, to be calm.

"Very good, fornication with the maid in the inner courtyard, really damn it!" This sentence was almost uttered by Mo Geyi through gritted teeth, and then, as soon as he lifted his robe, he walked into the Zhuangzi.

The situation is stronger than people, and now, even Mo Qingge, who once had to rely on his identity to gain a firm foothold, dared to do this to him.

He always thought that the two were siblings, and in many things, he was willing to plan for her, just like this time against Gu Fei, which was also for Mo Qingge's reasons, but he didn't know that his sister, who had always been weak in his eyes, turned around and gave him a knife when he was the most depressed, and stabbed him in the heart.

He was thinking about the bloodline, but it wasn't necessarily that Mo Qingge would care.

Only now did he see it more clearly.

The housekeeper looked at the back of Mo Geyi, he lowered his chin on one side, and said to the two guards behind him, "Guard, usually close the door when you have nothing to do, and you must not let the eldest prince appear in front of people." ”

"Whoa." The two guards were specially looking for good skills, and they were also Mo Qingge's minions, so they naturally obeyed Mo Qingge's orders.

The middle-aged housekeeper hurried back to the Mo family, he entered through the side door, avoided most of the people, and went straight to the pavilion of an artificial lake in the house.

The pavilion stands in the middle of the lake, like a whole piece of jade beads inlaid on the green disc jade, around the pavilion, there are green lotus leaves growing with lotus leaves, occasionally white or pink lotus tips are exposed, dragonflies stand on their heads, when there is no wind, the beauty is like a cinnabar ink painting.

The housekeeper raised his head, walked in a hurry, and the path leading to the pavilion was covered by the huge lotus leaves, so that people could not see clearly, and those who did not understand, saw people walking on it, and should be stepping on the lotus leaves.

"Big girl, everything is alright." The housekeeper didn't get too close, he stood two feet away from the gazebo, even if the wind danced the white veil hanging in the gazebo, he didn't dare to raise his eyes and peek.

There was silence in the gazebo, and the butler's head was lowered.

"Is my brother alright?" Faint, such as fragrant magnolia, the dark fragrance pours, is so soft that the voice of the body is soft and soft, like the sweetest marshmallow, which makes people's hearts sharpen when they smell it.

The housekeeper shook his sleeves, and his hands were already trembling, "Eldest son, the spirit is not bad, but there is a whip wound on the face, if it is not raised properly, I am afraid that there will be scars in the future." ”

"Heh," a chuckle came from the gazebo, followed by the sound of a brush brush on a blank piece of paper, "The wound on the face is just an external injury, a man, a little scar is not in the way, I am afraid of the invisible injury, I can't see people and it's not easy to raise." ”

The sound of this word fell, and the middle-aged housekeeper was clever, and his face suddenly turned white as if he thought of something.

The people in the pavilion continued after a pause, "People who shouldn't know about something have been cleaned up?" ”

"Yes. It's all cleaned up, there is no trace, and no one else will know about the matter of the eldest son. The butler said carefully. He thought about the methods of Mo Qingge, the eldest girl in the pavilion before, only to feel a chill down his back, and the whole person was under the scorching sun, as if he was going to be dragged into a cold hell.

"No," there was a faint figure in the gap between the white veils floating. There was a little bit of it, but only the people in the pavilion could be seen wearing bright red floor-length skirts, "In this world, there are still people who know." ”

Hearing this, the housekeeper had a bad premonition in his heart, and sure enough, he heard the voice say lightly-

"Mr. Gu, you know that."

The housekeeper named Mr. Gu, his legs were weak and his vision was dizzy, and he came back to his senses. The body's reaction was faster than her brain, and she was already kneeling on the ground, and said in great trepidation, "Big girl, spare your life, the little one doesn't know anything......"

There was no sound in the pavilion, and just when Mr. Gu's heart was like ashes and he was gradually despairing, Mo Qingge opened his mouth faintly, as if there was a thousand sorrows in his heart that could not be dissolved. Just hearing the voice, people felt pity and couldn't bear it, "Mr. Gu, what is this doing?" You have a life-saving grace for Qingge, and it is when your mother marries the Mo family. Brought from his grandfather, even if Qingge didn't trust anyone, he would never suspect Mr. Gu. ”

"So, Mr. Gu hurry up, if my mother knows, I think Qingge will be embarrassed again. But I'll scold the singer. ”

Such words as light as the wind were like a pair of gentle and boneless hands caressing his heart, but Mr. Gu felt even more cold, and he faintly felt that there was a knife hanging over his head, and this knife would fall at any time and kill him.

As for Mo Qingge's warning, he naturally understood, if Mo Geyi's matter was known by Madame, Madame would definitely take the eldest prince back to the mansion in distress, but at this time, Mo Qingge would never allow Mo Geyi, who was tainted, to come back and harm her.

The shame on Mo Geyi's body is the biggest failure for Mo Qingge, a fellow mother.

"Mr. Gu, my humble sister really has such a great ability now? Can you make my brother fall on his heels? After a long time, another question came from the pavilion, with obvious doubts in his tone.

Mr. Gu pondered for a moment and replied cautiously, "The little one thinks that this time the eldest prince is unguarded, and he is in an unfamiliar place such as Yizhou, so he is returning the way." ”

"Oh?" The elongated tail note is slightly upturned, with a delicate sweetness, as if she is coquettish to people, "No, Mr. doesn't know my sister, she ......"

"The most pretending to be and calculating people's hearts, but in ten years, I coaxed my grandmother to let her look at all the ink pill formulas in the house, and ......"

is good at seducing men, so that the person with the same noble status will die to the ground!

The last sentence, Mo Qingge didn't say it, she thought about it in her heart, and swallowed it again, "Even her brother Mo Xuan is ......"

The low voice like a grudge made people want to know more and more what the unfinished words were, and at the same time, even if they didn't know the truth, they felt that the person who let such a beautiful voice reveal such grievances really deserved death.

Mr. Gu is one of the few people who can get a glimpse of it, although he also feels that this voice is soft and beautiful, but he has always been vigilant in his heart.

Ay......

Sighing like the wind, stirring a wave of clear water, sparkling water waves do not stop.

"Sir, go down."

Finally hearing this, Mr. Gu felt as if he had been pardoned, he slowly got up, bowed to the pavilion, and bowed away from the pavilion.

It wasn't until he couldn't see the slightest emerald green that he straightened up and wiped the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

In the pavilion, there was no popularity, and after a while, a boxy white paper fell from the white veil, and the white paper was painted with red cinnabar with a bewitching figure.

There are dozens of ladies in a row, either singing or dancing, or laughing, or crying, all of which are lifelike, but the most bizarre thing is that the faces of the ten ladies are all blank, with no facial features and no faces, like faceless ghosts.

The painting floated down into the lake, soaked by the lake water, the cinnabar red shades of different shades of the mist opened, like the blood that bleed from the wrist, and finally the painting was completely half-sunk, the jasper lake water was stained into light red and light red by the cinnabar, dazzling like the blood water of the yellow spring.

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(Grandma: This grandma has gone through a real-life workplace version of the palace scheming, well, when the grandma is a little white and is calculated, the result is of course to jump out of the pit and hack the other party by the way, sure enough, it is more suitable for grandma to stay at home.) (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to M. to read. (To be continued.) )