When Mo Qingye left Liang's house, it was already dark outside. The Liang family had already lit the lights everywhere, and she took people out all the way, and the maids who saw her from a distance were silent and didn't dare to speak, and lowered their heads tightly.

The Lu family was grounded, and I am afraid that I will not be able to leave her small Buddha hall in my life.

The girls of the Liang family were all sick in just half a day. All of them were closed, and they kept asking for doctors, and according to some grandmothers, the girls were frightened. When Mo Qingye went out, the Liang family was both happy and scared, and their hearts were extremely entangled.

I know more, and I know that Mo Qingye's heart is not in the Liang family, and no one can look down on that person. I don't have to be with that person, and I'm very happy. But thinking about it, the Liang family now has to rely on her existence to be safe and sound, which makes me feel aggrieved.

Naturally, there was no one to see Mo Qingye when he went out, but when he passed by the hundred-year-old tree, Mo Qingye paused for a moment.

The little guy under the hundred-year-old divine tree was scared, this ancestor wouldn't want to cut down this treasure tree, right? The old man in the old house sighed when he looked at the tree, and hurried to the south overnight to invite the master who studied trees, but he didn't know if he could catch up.

Fortunately, the thunder did not hurt the root when it fell, and it could be saved when the master came.

Mo Qingye walked in and took a look, in fact, she really wanted to split the Liang family before. But from the time she crossed over to the ability to have the ability, she felt that some things were destined in the dark, and she was still a little too much to split the Liang family with the body of the Liang family. I just knew that I was going to scare it. I don't know that the thunder drifted uncontrollably towards the tree, if it was terrifying. She just thought it was good to be thriller.

Seeing her approaching, the little guy's face was almost wrinkled. "Mo, Miss Mo, aren't you busy going out? There are a lot of people here, and the little ones don't have long eyes, so what if you collide? This tree is black, and it doesn't look good when its clothes are dirty. "The little guy was covered with rain.

The top of the tree was scorched black by a lightning strike. As soon as the rain washed away, the ground was even darker. The ladies and girls of the Liang family don't want to come to see how this Mo girl keeps coming up.

Mo Qingye looked at the little guy's trembling expression. Behind her, Chang Ning held an umbrella for her. The two girls stood out in the middle of a crowd of men.

Of course, fools know that there are a string of secret guards behind Mo Qingye.

Mo Qingye pursed his lips, and looked at the little guy with an unusually serious look, "Don't worry." No one has dared to run into me yet. The tone was extremely serious.

Especially heavy on the word hitting. Hehe. Whoever dares to bump into her is not missing arms and legs.

Little guy, hehehehe...... I can only grin and giggle. Only then did he retreat directly, and the fear in his eyes could not be hidden. What's more, no one in this capital now doesn't know that Miss Mo is born with divine power. One palm can break boulders! Looking at the white and soft little hands, the little guy shuddered.

The Liang family's sacred wood is as thick as the arms of two people connected together, and it is very well worshiped on weekdays. Someone is specially taken care of, and he is also a very valued subordinate in the house. At this time, the Shenmu was scorched and blackened, and there were six or seven people around it, which showed that the Liang family attached great importance to the Shenmu.

Mo Qingye leaned in, and the group of people were a little nervous.

When I got closer, there was still a fishy smell. But it's not the kind of grass and trees peculiar to the soil, it's a little pungent.

"What smells so bad?" Chang Ning covered his nose and said in a slightly silly voice.

Mo Qingye also wrinkled his nose, looking at the scattered green aura around the big tree, but it seemed to be separated by a thin film, and the aura was not allowed to approach. Especially under the roots of the tree, the fishy smell is the strongest. It's as if it's entangled in filth.

Mo Qingye stopped, lowered his head, and the faces of the little guys behind him were a little white. A nervous face.

"There, there were people who hanged themselves." A female voice rang out.

As soon as the words fell, Chang Ning sighed and took half a step back. The figure next to him naturally stepped forward, and the umbrella landed on top of Mo Qingye's head. Covered by the dripping raindrops.

A touch of pale cyan entered Mo Qingye's eyes, and his tall arms shielded him from the wind and rain. However, when moving, the man's feet seemed to be slightly limp.

The people next to him bowed down and called, "Young Master." ”

Chang Ning glanced at him, and then he was also angry at his timidity, and stomped lightly with his little feet! Gave up the position. The position of the umbrella is hers!!

Mo Qingye didn't look back, only heard Liang Jinhong's warm voice and continued, "Before my mother was married, my father had a confidante, and that girl's family was not enough to marry the Liang family. He never married his father, and after marrying his mother, his mother was infertile all the year round, and his grandmother took the lead in carrying the woman. When the woman was fierce and did not want to marry someone as a concubine, she did not agree. Later, Aunt Song was lifted. Liang Jinhong decided.

Aunt Song is Liang Chuwen's biological mother, and she was also a famous talented girl back then.

After Aunt Song entered the house, my father forgot more and more about the confidante. Even, even one day, the woman came to her mother with her stomach up, but was scolded by her mother. Then the woman cut her wrist with a blade and lay down by the tree, bleeding to her death. The fetus never survived. Liang Jinhong's voice was faint, but the little guy behind him turned pale with fright.

Many people in the house knew about this, and there were even rumors in those years that the eldest lady had no children for many years because of her vicious bad heart. It's just that this matter was banned by the Liang family, and the subordinates discussed it privately at most.

"What you can't get is always the best, and my father has complained about his mother since then, and he has been more and more fond of Aunt Song. If it weren't for my grandmother to stop me, I almost divorced my mother and carried the Song family back then. In fact, Liang Jinhong didn't believe that the Lu family could have this means.

The woman clearly refused to be a concubine, but she came to the door with a child. He does not believe that such a person will die because of a few words. But his father believes!

Mo Qingye raised his eyebrows, is this here to excuse the Lu family? I couldn't help but sneer a little.

"Then do you hate the Lu family?" Mo Qingye asked lightly.

One hand touched the trunk of the tree, and feeling the cool air, she withdrew her hand violently. Mo Qingye frowned slightly, and there was some surprise between his eyebrows.

Liang Jinhong didn't seem to expect her to ask like this, but he hesitated on his face.

Before he could answer, Mo Qingye continued, "Do you think Liang Nianyu hates her?" Why don't you ask your sister. I think you'll relate. "My own mother was close to her, but she looked at them as if they were enemies. I hate the old lady and hate Prime Minister Liang, but why bother with my children. Everything has become a tool for seizing power and competing for favor, who still has scruples about family affection.

Lu felt pitiful, self-pitying, and felt that the whole world had failed her. She herself gave a little sincerity.

Liang Jinhong's thin lips were pursed lightly, and his good-looking eyebrows were lightly pursed, which was actually two points more similar to Mo Qingye's eyebrows. (To be continued.) )

PS: Hey, this moonlight has been punished a lot of overtime, and I'm so tired. I'm sure to catch up today!!!!!

The baby is bitter, but the baby doesn't say it. o(╯□╰)o