In the end, Tang Mo was grabbed by the arm of the two fierce old mothers, and helplessly watched Mo Jing being dragged into the back hall by Qiu Ju.

No, you can't sit still.

Tang Mo angrily shook off the hands of the two old mothers. Under Zhou's hint, the two old mothers saw that after the third lady was dragged into the back hall, they really didn't bother to pull Tang Mo anymore, so they simply let her go.

Tang Mo swept his eyes around, it was really hard for the Zhou family to think so thoroughly, and he actually let the nursing home guard the door for three floors inside and out, were they still afraid that these two weak women who were powerless would not be able to escape?

A few thoughts of self-help quickly flashed in Tang Mo's mind, but in the end they were rejected one by one, it seems that this time it is really difficult to fly with wings.

Five minutes later, Mo Jing took the lead in walking out with a solemn face, Tang Mo greeted him, Mo Jing hugged Tang Mo and cried like a child. Tang Mo wanted to comfort her a few words, but suddenly thought that he and her two would be sent to the yamen and didn't know what kind of punishment they would have to endure, and his heart suddenly became heavy, and his eyes began to redden.

After a while, Qiu Ju also walked out, but Qiu Ju's face was a little stiff, and she looked very unhappy.

Zhou saw Mo Jing hugging Tang Mo and crying non-stop, and couldn't help but be excited, the dead girl will let you cry enough now, I'm afraid that you won't even have a chance to cry later.

Zhou raised his eyebrows at Qiu Ju, and Qiu Ju shook his head at Zhou in a bit of distraction.

When Zhou saw it, his heart was suddenly refreshed, he clapped his hands, and said to Mo Jing with a proud face:

"It can't be fake, it can't be fake. Come on, arrest this fake third lady for me, I will send her to the yamen, and let the county lord interrogate her. ”

Hearing Zhou's order, a few sturdy family members immediately came in from outside.

Qiu Ju came back to her senses, and hurriedly said to her in a panic,

"No, madam, no, she, she's the real third lady."

Zhou opened his mouth wide and stared there in astonishment. In the blink of an eye——

"Smack", Zhou slapped Qiu Ju hard.

Qiu Ju covered her swollen face, immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Zhou's and confessed her mistake:

"Madame is angry, it's the slave maid who is not good, it's the slave's fault, it's the slave maid who didn't make it clear to Madame, the third lady has six toes on each of her two feet, she, she is really the third miss."

Really Miss Three? Is Mo Jing really the third lady?

Tang Mo looked at Mo Jing in disbelief, and Mo Jing nodded with a slightly red face.

It turns out that Mo Jing is really the third lady, so who is the third miss who was killed in the ancestral hall before? Was her death the work of Luo Yan or someone else? Is the purpose of this fake third lady coming to Shangshufu really as she said before, just to "borrow" the red fish to comfort the master's spirit in the sky?

A series of questions rolled in Tang Mo's heart like a snowball.

From this moment on, Tang Mo's eyes and mood when he looked at Mo Jing changed a lot, she trusted her so much, and how much sincerity did her real Third Miss of Shangshu Mansion have to her?

Tang Mo once saw in a book that the trust between people was actually 0, and it was because of the emotion that was mixed in, so this process of proving trust began. In the past few days, she and Mo Jing have had a feeling of sympathy for each other in this crisis-ridden Shangshu Mansion, but at the moment when she learned that Mo Jing was really the third lady just now, Tang Mo suddenly tasted another kind of betrayal.

At that moment, her feelings for Mo Jing began to slowly deteriorate, and her sense of trust began to gradually collapse.

Mo Jing seemed to sense the change in Tang Mo's heart, raised her head and said to Tang Mo with a timid look:

"Tang Mo, I don't know, I really don't know anything."

Tang Mo patted Mo Jing's hand holding her arm, indicating that this was not suitable for explanation, and Mo Jing also quieted down.

"Madam, you believe me, she is a fake Third Miss, and the real Third Miss has long been killed by her accomplices."

Mama Feng ran to Zhou unwillingly and shouted loudly.

"Come on, pull her down for me and beat the thirty boards to make an example."

Before Zhou could speak, Li Jinnian had already ordered coldly on the side, and after speaking, he walked out of the hall with a flick of his sleeves indifferently.

Mama Feng originally wanted to beg for mercy from the Zhou family, but when the Zhou family saw the gloating expressions of Aunt Huang and Aunt Ye, she couldn't help but be annoyed and angry, and after beating Mama Feng with thirty boards, she directly threw her out of the door of Shangshu Mansion.

Mama Lin glanced at Mama Feng who was beaten to the ground with only half a life left and lay on the ground like a dead dog, and secretly rejoiced in her heart, fortunately she gritted her teeth and was sure that it was the real third lady who took it back, otherwise, tsk, her body bones were not as beaten as Mama Feng.

On the way back to the small courtyard, Tang Mo and Mo Jing were silent, and neither of them spoke.

Tang Mo now understands in his heart that Mo Jing's is indeed the real third lady of Shangshu Mansion, if "dripping blood to recognize relatives" is a coincidence, then the complete fit of the six toes absolutely proves that Mo Jing is the biological daughter of Mu Wan and Li Jinnian.

Although the Zhou family turned the tables again this time, Tang Mo's heart was not happy at all.

"Tang Mo, listen to me, I also just learned that I am Li Jinnian's biological daughter. But I can't remember anything before I was five years old, and all I can recall now are memories of growing up with my master. ”

Tang Mo smiled noncommittally.

Maybe Mo Jing's words are true, but is it a coincidence of providence that she came to this Shangshu Mansion, or is it another artificial arrangement? Can she trust her again?

Tang Mo thought of Luo Yan, maybe he might know about it.

Ximen Jin looked at Ji Chunqing with wide eyes, and shook the folding fan in his hand loudly,

"Boss, if you want to say that your marriage with this third lady is not a match made in heaven, I'm afraid no one will believe it. I really can't imagine that the Li Qing'er you killed at a glance turned out to be a fake third lady. I have to admire your vision. Tsk, fate is too strange, I can't imagine that this girl you are reluctant to kill will be the third lady of the real Shangshu Mansion. And her mother is still Mu Wan? I heard that it was the top beauty of Diechun Lou at that time, but how could she marry Li Jinnian, an old thing? Alas, what a good flower was stuck in cow dung. ”

Ji Chunqing obviously didn't pay attention to Ximen Jin's boring words at all, only to see him raise his eyelids in the sky in front of him and say:

"Did I get you to find out?"

The body of the dark dust who was hiding in the dark jumped lightly, and appeared in front of Ji Chunqing in a blink of an eye.

"Back to the master, there is no place in Dongsen for 'Dongtu Datang' in China."

"Huh?"

Ji Chunqing's face was a little displeased.

"I can't find the place, what about the person?"

"As far as his subordinates know, Tang Mo suddenly appeared near the ancestral hall on the day he killed Li Qing'er, and Gu Yibao was found fainting on the side of the road when Ma Yi went to Wulipo to run errands."

After speaking, he thought about it and added:

"However, Tang Mo and Gu Yibao seem to have appeared on the same day when they appeared in Dongsen Kingdom."

"Could they be from Xiyan, Nanmiao, or Beixin?"

There was a hint of worry in Ximen Jin's eyes.

Ji Chunqing shook his head,

"The spies of the Cloud Shadow Pavilion have come back and told me that no one has come from there during this time."

"Could it be that these two people still fell from the sky?"

Ximen Jin's hand holding the fan suddenly tightened, and he frowned slightly as if he had thought of something, but Ji Chunqing shook his head gently.

The sky gradually darkened, and Mama Gao staggered towards the bamboo forest in the backyard where Li Jinnian's study was located, carrying the food box.

It is said that Li Jinnian has no other hobbies, and loves the green bamboo, so he ordered someone to plant a large area of green bamboo in the backyard and build his study in the bamboo forest.

The two guards guarding the door saw that it was Mama Gao, so they continued to stand at the door with their swords in their eyes without squinting, and Mama Gao pushed open the door of the study and walked in.

Li Jinnian's study is not large, and it is divided into two rooms on the left and right after entering. The room on the right hand side is where Li Jinnian rests, there is a mahogany bed collapsed inside, and there are many calligraphy and paintings hanging around the bed, there are words and paintings, the words are some wild grass, and the paintings are all green bamboo, it can be seen that Li Jinnian loves bamboo to the bones.

The room on the left is where Li Jinnian usually reads and writes. Behind the desk is a large row of bookshelves, on which are scattered a few ancient books, and the other spaces are all arranged with all kinds of small antiques and small items.

Mama Gao walked to the far left of the bookshelf familiarly, held the small blue and white porcelain vase in the bottom compartment with both hands, and then turned it slightly. The bookshelf in the right column suddenly pushed inside, and Mama Gao put the food box in the vacant place of the bookshelf.

After a while, a dwarf-like little man approached, and he picked up the food box and turned and walked inside. After a while, the little dwarf took out the empty food box again. Just as he put down the food box and was about to leave, a cold dagger suddenly stuck to her neck.

"Woo, woo"

The dwarf glared and whimpered in horror with his little short hand.

"Huh? Or a dumb one? ”

"Mama Gao" sneered,

"Lead the way ahead, remember if you dare to play any tricks, don't blame me for not having long eyes on what I have in my hand?"

The dwarf nodded, stiffened and staggered forward, "Mama Gao" vigilantly looked around, still nervously holding the dagger to the dwarf's neck.

After walking for about five minutes, a candle suddenly lit up in front of me. "Mama Gao" forced the dwarf to speed up his pace, and when he reached the light, he saw that it was a narrow secret room, and in the secret room there was a table, on which a small candle was lit, and a simple wooden bed was placed next to the table, and an old lady sat next to the bed. At this moment, the old lady was twisting the Buddha beads in her hand, and when she heard the footsteps, she stopped the Buddha beads in her hand and raised her head, showing a trace of indifference on her face.