Ruined her life!

Zhao Huanling glanced coldly, signaled for the maid to go out first, and then saw the maid trembling and crawling out before speaking.

"Master, don't worry, you don't need to worry about these trivial things, I will handle it single-handedly, you just wait for the evening, and I will satisfy you again......"

She looked at Mo Hanchuan next to her delicately, and threw a wink from time to time, wrapped her arms around his neck, and threw herself into Mo Hanchuan's arms.

With the soft fragrance in his arms, Mo Hanchuan hurriedly agreed, laughing and leaving the Lingjun Garden.

When Zhao Huanling saw him go out of the door, he immediately changed his expression, walked out of the boudoir with a gloomy face, and came to the hall.

The personal maid Yiru sat like pins and needles, and her heart was very anxious. If Mo Zixiao really didn't die as Miss Three and Fourth said, it would be troublesome!

The news that the old ancestor was about to leave the customs had just come from the Rising Sun Tower, and it would be much more difficult to think about Mo Zixiao's death.

Seeing the master with a gloomy face enter the hall, Yiru hurriedly knelt down and pleaded guilty. Disturbing Zhao Huanling was a capital offense before this!

"What's the matter with you?" Zhao Huanling walked to the main seat of the hall and looked at the maid kneeling on the ground, very dissatisfied.

Yiru's ability is not very good, but she must obey management and obey orders. If she hadn't valued her, Zhao Huanling would not have reused such a maid. But now she is very unhappy with her performance.

Obviously, he had already given a death order not to disturb her and Mo Hanchuan, but he still broke in in a hurry.

"You'd better tell some important information, or I'm afraid you'll never see the sun tomorrow again."

Faintly threatening, he turned out a handkerchief out of nowhere, and a drop of red blood was clearly visible on the white and flawless color, lining Zhao Huanling's bewitching eyebrows and eyes, adding a mandala scenery.

Yi Ru shivered, spread on the ground, unable to exert any strength, she didn't feel terrible when she saw her wife cleaning up others before, but now she really felt the threat of death.

She still remembered where the handkerchief in Zhao Huanling's hand came from.

At the beginning, there was a maid who accidentally broke the lady's decoction and was beaten to death by the lady's stick, and a drop of blood splashed on the back of her hand, which was wiped clean with this handkerchief!

Is Zhao Huanling hinting at Yiru's ending?

"Madame...... I ......" Yiru was so frightened that she couldn't speak.

If it weren't for the fact that the information that Miss Fourth said was too amazing, how could she make such a move to find death!

Zhao Huanling glanced at Yiru and motioned for her to speak quickly.

"Yes." Yiru lowered her eyes, didn't dare to look at her master's charming eyes, and spoke.

The fourth lady said, "......" Yiru trembled, and didn't say a reason for a long time.

"Do you want to never be able to speak?" Zhao Huanling sneered, her voice carried a ruthless aura, Yiru was so frightened that her face was bloodless, and she hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Fourth Miss said she went out and saw the late Mo Zixiao!" Yiru finished speaking in one breath, and her tense body gradually relaxed.

Zhao Huanling's face was cloudy, and finally became extremely ugly.

The reason why she is doing it now is not only because Mo Hairi is about to leave the customs, but also because she once had the guidance of a master to predict that Mo Zixiao must be killed before the age of fifteen, otherwise she will come back strong and be full of blood!

"Got it, you go down first." Waving his hand, he motioned for Yiru to go out, and when she really disappeared, she walked into the dressing room, as if she was plotting something.

If you can't do it, you can regenerate it.

This time, Mo Zixiao will be expelled from Mofu and ruin her life!