39. 39. Soaring

Hearing these questioning words, Hua Qingmo's heart was already extremely cold, so actively marrying her to such a bad man, now that Hua Lingwei has begun to trace the cause and effect, and seek justice for Hua Lingwei. This is her father, who, like her mother, never cares about her and only wants to take advantage of her.

"Back to my father, Song Guogong originally meant that, but Mo'er Yue's letter came, and his body was inconvenient." Hua Qingmo opened her mouth clearly, and her eyes were still timid and low.

"I don't believe it, you must be an excuse." Hua Lingwei immediately shouted loudly, if Hua Qingmo was with Song Guogong, how could she be ruined by that man? The more she thought about it, the more Hua Lingwei hated Hua Qingmo in her heart, and she couldn't wait to break her into pieces.

At this time, King Ningjun looked at Concubine Hua and said loudly: "Yu'er, you accompany Mo'er to the inner hall to see if it's true." ”

"Yes!" Hua Feiyu stood up, walked to Hua Qingmo's side, and said with a slight smile: "Sister, let's go!" ”

"Okay, big sister!" Hua Qingmo replied in a clear voice, and there was an unspeakable mockery in the gentle smile on the corner of her lips. For the people of Ningjun Wangfu, she was already disappointed and would not hold out any hope anymore.

The two quickly came out of the inner hall, Hua Feiyu stepped forward and nodded to King Ningjun, and everyone understood what she meant, Hua Qingmo was not lying.

After being silent for a moment, King Ning looked at Hua Lingwei and said, "When you go back from Yuanchi, you have to prepare for the marriage, so you will stay in the room obediently and don't go out at will." ”

"Alright, let's all go back!"

"Father......" Hua Lingwei still wanted to say something, but seeing that King Ningjun's face was already very bad, she knew that it was useless for her to say more, so she stopped. His gaze swept over Hua Qingmo's delicate and emaciated face, and there was unspeakable hatred in his eyes.

She will definitely not let go of Hua Qingmo, absolutely not!

Coming out of the main hall, Hua Qingmo's gaze swept over Hua Minzhi's hand full of blood, pulled him aside, and bandaged him with a handkerchief, her hand casually swiped over Hua Minzhi's acupoint, and the blood slowly stopped.

"Brother, thank you for today." Hua Qingmo said in a clear voice, still with a faint smile on her face.

Hua Minzhi looked at her, his uninjured left hand attached to her face, and then flicked her eyebrows, and said gently: "It was my negligence before, and I will be doubly good to you in the future, Mo'er." ”

Hearing this, Hua Qingmo was even more conflicted, not because of her soft-heartedness, but because Hua Minzhi was too desperate to stop Hua Lingwei's harm for her just now, so she really didn't know whether to believe it or not. After a moment of silence, Hua Qingmo said in a clear voice: "I'll go back first, brother!" ”

"Well, get some rest."

Back in the room, after holding the lamp, Hua Qingmo found that there was a book on her dresser, and there was a purple bead bracelet on it, the style of the bracelet was very special, and there was a golden bell between the two purple beads.

Who sent it, it's completely clear at a glance.

Picking up the purple bead bracelet, there was a crisp sound all of a sudden, Hua Qingmo put it on her hand, and then looked at the book, the book had three words written on it, she opened it a little strangely, and there were only four words on the first page.

Soared.

She continued to flip back, only to find that this was a book of internal skills, and after a cursory flip, Hua Qingmo was ready to practice. Sitting cross-legged on the couch, Hua Qingmo began to practice according to the instructions in the book.

All night, Hua Qingmo never rested, and when it was dawn, she fell on the bed covered in sweat, although the martial arts recorded in this book are superior, but it is really difficult. She now only has some foundation in the first three months of Huaxu Teaching, and it must take a long time to practice the inner mental method.