Chapter 15: Anger at the Crown (I)

"Xiao Ren, tell me, how did the daughter-in-law in the Hou Mansion feel last night?" The people in the teahouse were coaxing.

Xiao Ren's clothes were loose, leaning on the window railing and closing his eyes: "This cloud and rain is practice." Don't be so curious. ”

"Tell me about it!"

"Yes! Let's talk about it! ”

"Hmm...... Not as good as a woman...... The taste is average. Xiao Ren opened his eyes and looked at the people around him ostentatiously.

"Tut-tut!"

"Experienced!"

When the news reached the Hou Mansion, it had already added fuel to the vinegar and made it even more unsightly, and some even said that the people of the Hou Mansion often did such things. Henin Hou was furious when he heard this, and bluntly said that he wanted to clean up the portal.

Chongkang acted as if he had nothing to do with himself: "I'll just say that she's not a good thing, a shameless!" “

"That's it! Didn't you see that your father was getting angry? This matter has damaged the face of the entire Hou Mansion, are you afraid that the world will not be chaotic! Chongming rarely lost his temper.

"The most important thing now is to block the news. Master thinks so too. Su Yu walked over and said while saluting.

Heninghou was worried about Gong Suzhong's disapproval of his participation in the sacrifice, and his face was still not good-looking, so he found a reason and went back to the study, explaining the matter to Chongming.

The land of the projectiles in Heningshire. Su Yu tried his best to block the news, but what people said was terrifying. In less than half a day, the news spread throughout the city.

In the evening, Mo Bunuo came to the hospital.

"Childe, you... Okay? "Mo Bunuo is dusty.

An Jing didn't answer, and sat on the couch with her hands and knees, and the food next to her didn't move. His eyes were empty, as if he was thinking about something.

Yang Shu sighed and motioned for Mo Bunuo to go outside and speak.

"At first, it was fine, but after drinking medicine in the afternoon, she never opened her mouth again. She won't say anything if you ask, it's like she's out of her soul. Yang Shu closed the door, sighed, and walked down the steps, "Things... I guess you know it all. ”

Mo Bunuo nodded, and the hand holding the sword tightened unconsciously, "Zhou Minfeng is open, if the prince is happy with him... It's not... But he really shouldn't have lost his son, and he opened his mouth in public and insulted his son with those unsightly words. ”

Yang Shu saw it in her eyes, "According to what you said, that person's behavior is too bad, how malicious it must be to do such a thing!" Alas! An Jing is not familiar with the world, after all, he does not know people clearly. ”

An Jing hates Xiao Ren and hates himself even more, and for his father and Hou Fu, it is an indescribable complex emotion. I didn't know my life experience before, but there were palace masters, Su Yuzhou's aunt Mo Bunuo and others, who were also confused and happy, but now, the truth of their life experience has been revealed, but the Hou Mansion can never go back. Home, no more. And how should I stand in this world...

The truth is often so cruel.

"Childe!" Mo Bunuo made up his mind, approached the door of the house and asked, "Don't be afraid, don't promise to say that you will protect Gongzi for the rest of his life!" Word! "I'm leaving.

But seeing the door open, An Jing walked out slowly, his eyes were red, slightly swollen, expressionless, and he held the dagger tightly in his hand.

"I heard what you just said." An Jing's tone was light.

Mo Bunuo was a little remorseful at the moment, and his voice was too loud, "Childe......"

"You once said that you used this dagger to avenge your grandmother."

Mo Bunuo looked at the abnormal An Jing and nodded with a little doubt.

An Jing smiled slightly, and suddenly pulled out the dagger, reflecting a dazzling light in the light of the setting sun, she gently stroked the knife surface with her fingers, "You say, I will also use it to avenge me, how about it?" ”

"Childe, you are ......"

An Jing compared a boo.

"Good! Before the "I'll go with you" behind Mo Bunuo was finished, An Jing replied with a shallow smile with tears in the corner of his eyes and walked in the direction of the door.

Suddenly, my neck hurt, and my eyes went black.

Mo Bunuo smiled, carried An Jing back to the house, put it on the couch, inserted the heartless hairpin he brought, inserted it into An Jing's bun, and carefully covered the blanket.

Childe, your hands are too clean, and I should do such a thing.

Mo Buno walked out of the house, turned things around, and destroyed a few cheap herbs

"Just in case, offended." Mo Bunuo stepped forward and saluted, "If anyone asks, they will say that I am here to grab medicine." ”

Yang Shu knew Mo Bunuo's intentions and nodded.

"Childe... I'll leave it to you. ”

Yang Shu sighed and said, "Don't worry." ”

Mo Bunuo got Yang Shu's words, and his hanging heart was slightly fixed.

Swing up the sand and ride away.