Her address to him changed from Mo Lingyuan to a young marshal, her tone was cold and detached, rejecting people thousands of miles away, and even her body language was full of vigilance.

Mo Ling flicked his sleeves and left.

His eyes stared gloomily at Li Bo, who was lying in a pool of blood, and his voice sank, "Take people to the dungeon!" ”

In the gloomy dungeon, Li Bo, who had lost too much blood, lay on the ground, crying miserably, "Young marshal, if you don't want the young lady to die, take advantage of the morning to rest her." ”

Mo Lingyuan smiled angrily, "Ben Shuai's affairs, when will it be your turn to take care of it?" For the sake of your dedication to serving my mother, I respect you for Uncle Li, can you really think that you are Ben Shuai's relatives and elders? ”

Li Bo twitched, unwilling to "If you still have Madame in your heart, you shouldn't be with Madame in your heart, the Overseer said"

Mo Lingyuan interrupted him angrily, "I thought you were loyal to my mother, but I didn't expect it to be my father's person, you have been lurking in my young marshal's mansion for so many years, and you are really hidden."

The assassination of Yun Yao this time is the will of my father, right? ”

Lieber was silent.

Mo Lingyuan kicked over the table and chair in front of him, "I can't ask anything from your mouth, since that's the case, let's leave you a whole corpse." ”

Blood flowed out of Li Bo's mouth, and his voice was indistinct, "Young marshal, I won't tell you the truth, I'm just afraid that you will be in a dilemma, you listen to the old slave's advice, divorce the young lady, and draw a line with the young lady as soon as possible."

In the future, the two of you will return to the bridge and return to the road, and if anything happens, it will not be easily involved in feelings.

She is the daughter of the Chu family and the daughter of Chu Qingze, and she is already inseparable from you. ”

When Mo Lingyuan heard this, his tall body slowly squatted down, "In my Young Marshal's Mansion, apart from you, how many other people were arranged by my father?" ”

No wonder last time, he took Zeng Jiali's death all on himself, but his father just snorted coldly and didn't believe it.

Li Bo shook his head, "Except for the old slave, there is none." ”

"Really?" Mo Lingyuan stood up, "In that case, I really can't keep you." ”

As soon as Mo Lingyuan took two steps, he was about to finish off Li Bo's guards when he shouted, "Young marshal, he bit his tongue and committed suicide." ”

Mo Lingyuan turned around and stared fixedly at the old man who didn't bat until he died, feeling inexplicable.

"Carry it to the Overseer's Mansion and return the body to my father."

Mo Lingyuan didn't look back, and strode out of the dungeon.

According to Mo Lingyuan's request, the housekeeper summoned all the guards and servants to the courtyard, and waited anxiously for Mo Lingyuan's fate.

Mo Lingyuan stood in front of this group of familiar faces, pacing back and forth, standing still.

The sharp gaze swept over everyone, and his tone was slightly cold, "Do you know why I called you here at this time?" ”

Mo Lingyuan's chin tapped on the stretcher that was carried out by the guards not far away.

Li Bo, who was lying on it, was covered in blood and had lost his breath, and a bloody arm that had been bitten by a white sable hung down, and bright red blood stains were sprinkled on the bluestone slabs in the courtyard, revealing a strong rusty and salty smell.

The appearance is terrible.

Some of the timid servants who couldn't stand it had already closed their eyes with their mouths that were about to gag.

Mo Lingyuan's voice was as cold as ice, "I'll say the ugly things in front of me, you are all the people I brought from the Overseer's Mansion to serve my mother, but there are those who are loyal to my father and my mother."

No matter what you have secretly done to the Young Marshal's Mansion in the past, I can not blame the past, but you have to stand up and leave the Young Marshal's Mansion by yourself.

In the future, if I find someone ventilating outside.

The end will be 10,000 times more miserable than this, and it will affect the elders and descendants, and even the nine clans."