This question, the first time she went to the Songting Inn, she asked Fu Beixian.

was almost blinded by Mo Yingyan with chopsticks.

Mo Yingyan sat lazily beside her, her slender fingers as jade, plucking the grapes.

Hearing Su Ruotang's words, the action of peeling grapes paused slightly.

Immediately, he quickly peeled the grapes, stuffed them into Su Ruotang's mouth, and spit out a short word, "Eat." ”

"Ahem......" Su Ruotang was caught off guard and was stuffed with a grape again, and immediately choked.

At this moment, a shocked voice came from the door of the hall, "Mo lazy, you are trying to murder your new wife and fly with a male goblin?!! ”

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

At this time, Su Ruotang coughed even more.

The eyes are dyed with a thin mist, and the white eyes are floating crimson, making the peach blossom eyes more and more charming and charming.

When the long eyelashes trembled slightly because of the coughing sound, they were like small hooks.

Mo Yingyan's eyes sank, he took the handkerchief and wiped his hands clean, patted her on the back, stopped her behind him, and looked coldly at Fu Beixian, who walked into the hall, "Are you very idle?" ”

Fu Beixian rubbed his arms, with a strong desire to survive, "No, I have a lot of things, and today I am looking for the second brother." ”

After that, he looked at Mo Ember seriously, "Second brother, the forbidden army outside the city said that they have gained weight recently, and we need to reformulate our training plan and lose weight by the way." ”

Ember Dark: "......"

After a pause, he answered with a smile, "Okay, I'll go over with you tomorrow." ”

Su Ruotang, who eased up: "......"

Big brother, can you find an excuse to be distracted?

Mo Ember handed the peeled grapes to Fu Beixian, and answered Su Ruotang's question just now with a smile.

"When the third brother was a child, he could lie down and never sit, he could sit and never stand, and he could fall asleep and never wake up."

Fu Beixian devoured the ordinary, adding, "He can even eat in order to sleep." ”

Mo Yingyan's cold gaze paused on Fu Beixian and Mo Yanming, "Nanban lacks snake breeders, I think you two are quite suitable." ”

Fu Beixian shrunk his neck, reduced his sense of existence, and muttered, "You know how to bully honest people like us." ”

Su Ruotang raised his hand to wipe away the tears coughed up at the end of his eyes, and looked at Mo Yingyan with a smile.

Thinking of getting along during this time, he can indeed sit still or not.

The title of Mo lazy is quite suitable for him.

After Fu Beixian finished eating the grapes, he saw that Mo Yingyan was still peeling the grapes, and handed the plate to him, "Thank you." ”

Mo Yingyan glanced at him lightly, stuffed the peeled grapes to Su Ruotang, and then poured the whole bunch of grapes into Fu Beixian's plate.

Fu Beixian: "......"

"You treat it differently!"

Su Ruotang reacted quickly and swallowed the grapes, patting his chest, and his heart palpitated.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly, otherwise she would have choked again this time.

After a stick of incense, the little beggar on the chaise longue woke up.

She looked around blankly, and tried to get up.

"You haven't cleared the toxin, don't get up yet." Su Ruotang saw her wake up and spoke lightly.

The little beggar turned his head and looked at Su Ruotang in a daze.

Su Ruotang looked at her dazed and stunned appearance, her delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, and muttered, "Stupid? ”

When the little beggar heard her words, he quickly thanked him after coming back to his senses, "Thank you, Miss, for saving your life." ”

Su Ruotang looked at her and asked, "Before you fell into a coma just now, you said that it was a pity, but did you mean that you didn't die?" ”

The little beggar was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "It's not ......"

"And what are you sorry for?"

The little beggar hesitated for a moment, bit his lip and said in a low voice, "Miss, can you send me out?" ”

Su Ruotang glanced at her carefully, and suddenly asked, "Do you know the poison in yourself?" ”

The little beggar lowered his eyes and hummed softly, "I accidentally heard it." ”

Last night, she went to the temple to deliver medicine to her mother, and accidentally bumped into a girl wearing a white hat.

The gruel she had begged for with great difficulty was sprinkled on the girl.

I thought it would be in exchange for a beating.

But she didn't want to, the girl didn't blame her, but asked the maid behind her to give her the food box and comforted her softly.

She thought that she had met a kind person and had a full meal with her mother.

That night, her mother died of poison, and she fell into a coma.

I vaguely saw the girl, standing beside her and her mother, and her tone was full of coldness, "Throw this old woman to the mass grave, and this little beggar to the street next to Tanfu." ”

"I was in the food box I gave her last night, and I ...... it"

After the words, she fainted and didn't hear it.

But I can also guess that her stupid mother must have been gnawed to the point that there are no bones left by the hungry wolves and vultures in the mass graves.

Thinking of this, she bit her lower lip stubbornly, and the hatred in her eyes was as strong as substance.

Mo Yingyan's distinct fingers tapped on the tabletop.

The sound of percussion reverberated in the hall with a heavy oppression.

His thin lips opened slightly, and his overflowing voice revealed a cool chill, "Who is your father?" ”

The hatred in the little beggar's eyes suddenly froze, and he bit his lower lip.

As the feeling of oppression grew, her body began to tremble.

It took a while to squeeze out four words, "I don't know." ”

"Huh?" Between Mo Yingyan's lips, a cold syllable overflowed.

His clear gaze fell on the little beggar's face, and his voice became more and more cold and warm, "What is the relationship between the Shen family and you?" ”