Jiang Cairen knew that his death was approaching, and after seeing Concubine Ning's life-saving straw, he immediately wanted to ask for help, but her mouth was blocked, and she could only make a "woo" sound.

Seeing this, Concubine Ning immediately glared at Mo Zeshen, and snorted coldly: "Mo Zeshen, are you trying to kill me?" I'm your adoptive mother, you can't touch me no matter what! ”

Mo Zeshen sneered, and then said, "Where did the mother concubine say this, how could the son kill his own mother?" I'm here to teach Jiang Cairen a lesson. She bit indiscriminately, trying to destroy my family, but she didn't expect that it was she who died. ”

"Woo woo woo ......" Jiang Cairen was struggling to do useless work while protecting his hair.

Yuen Long, who was beside her, saw that she was not honest, and immediately slapped her in the face with his other hand, Jiang Cairen immediately closed his mouth, and the despair in his eyes couldn't help but pour out.

Concubine Ning couldn't help but shudder when she saw this, although it was not her who was about to die, but the rabbit died and the fox was sad, and she was somewhat afraid.

She shrank into the bed, "Mo Zeshen, you are killing chickens and monkeys, don't think I don't know!" ”

The corners of Mo Zeshen's mouth raised a hint of mockery, and he stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Cairen's head, making her face Concubine Ning's position.

While pointing at Concubine Ning with his finger, he whispered in Jiang Cairen's ear: "It was she who instructed and slandered my princess, and it was she who killed you. ”

As he spoke, a good-looking smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and his voice was hoarse and low, like a poisonous snake with a beautiful pattern crawling into Jiang Cairen's ears.

Jiang Cairen couldn't help but shiver, goosebumps all over his body, and even the roots of his hair stood up.

At this time, Yuan Lang handed Mo Zeshen a hemp rope, and Mo Zeshen took the hemp rope and put it around Jiang Cairen's neck. Jiang Cairen trembled with fright, and only felt a damp heat under him, which made Yuan Lang take two steps back.

"Phew, it's so unlucky, I'm scared to pee!" Yuan Lang took a sip.

However, Mo Zeshen didn't mind at all, he looked at Jiang Cairen with a playful expression, "I heard that if the rope is put under the cartilage on the neck, a long tongue will spit out, and this king can just try it on you." ”

As he spoke, he put the ropes on his hands, and then quickly pushed them to both sides.

He exerted so much force that the blue tendons on his forehead burst out, and he vented all the hatred in his heart on this rope, so strong that both hands were trembling.

Yuan Lang on the side cooperated very tacitly, grabbed Concubine Ning's hair, dragged her down, and then pressed her head, letting her watch Jiang Cairen die little by little.

That Jiang Cairen was still struggling at first, but after a few moments, she didn't move, her eyes were far away, her eyes were bulging, and her tongue was sticking out.

Even if she died, Mo Zeshen still didn't intend to let her go, he strangled her neck, tilted her head to the side, and died a miserable death.

Concubine Ning was pressed by Yuan Lang, and when she saw Jiang Cairen's hideous death with her own eyes, she was already frightened.

Her mouth was slightly open, her eyes were dull, and her whole person seemed to have lost her soul, completely devoid of the pride she had when she had just opened the door.

She knew that Mo Ze was deeply ruthless, she didn't expect to treat herself like this, there was nothing more heartbreaking than watching someone die in front of her eyes.

Yuan Lang let go of Concubine Ning, threw her and Jiang Cairen's dead bodies on the bed, and then left the room with Mo Zeshen, not forgetting to close the door and bolt the door from the outside.

Hearing Concubine Ning constantly shouting in the room, Mo Zeshen only felt very happy, he returned to the side hall of Longqing Palace, and wanted to sleep for a while, but he couldn't sleep.

Lu Qingtang's disappointed eyes lingered in his mind, he secretly apologized in his heart, and kept telling her that he was sorry.

He knew that Lu Qingtang couldn't hear it, and he might not forgive him in his life.

……

Near dawn, Mo Zeshen slept for a while, and woke up groggy in the morning.

Under the service of the palace people, he washed up and prepared to eat something, and then went to the main hall to replace Emperor Kang Yuan and guard the spirit of the queen mother.

At this time, the virtuous concubine appeared in front of the door.

She was dressed in filial piety clothes, carrying a food box in her hand, and looked at the hall a little crampedly.

"Come in." Mo Zeshen said to her without raising his head.

Concubine Xian walked in, she looked at Mo Zeshen with a smile, "Shen'er, this is the porridge I boiled, and I made you vegetarian buns in the morning, you can eat some." ”

As she spoke, she took out the porridge and buns from the food box and placed them on the table.

Then he looked around again, "Hey, isn't Tang Tang here?" I did a lot and called her out to eat some together. ”

As if his eyes were red from the hot food, Mo Zeshen turned his face to the side, and he smiled bitterly, "She's gone." ”

The expression of the virtuous concubine was a little surprised at first, after all, Lu Qingtang has always been filial, and he feels sorry for Mo Zeshen, and he will not leave him to go back to the palace alone. But on second thought, there were three other children in Nafu, one of whom was an infant baby, and she couldn't do without her.

So she smiled and nodded, "Yes, she still has to go back to the palace to take care of the child, which is not easy." ”

After speaking, she looked at Mo Zeshen again, "Shen'er, eat, my cooking is delicious." ”

As he spoke, he handed the plate of buns to Mo Zeshen.

Mo Zeshen looked up at her, and his tone was still as cold as before, "There is no need to be like this, I can't change my mouth for a while, you ...... Don't mind ......."

As he spoke, he picked up a bun and put it in his mouth and took a bite.

Seeing this, the virtuous concubine finally let go of her hanging heart, she smiled and kept nodding, "It's okay, no, how can my mother mind, it's not your fault." ”

As she spoke, her throat choked a little, and she reached out and picked up a bowl of porridge and put it in front of Mo Zeshen, "Shen'er, drink some porridge." ”

Mo Zeshen nodded, picked up a spoon and scooped a spoonful of porridge into his mouth.

"Is it good?"

The concubine looked at him with a gentle face, and her voice was as light as spring water.

Mo Zeshen couldn't help but look up at her, then nodded, and said, "The buns are also delicious." ”

"Then eat more, and here are the side dishes I pickled myself, and I will eat them together." The virtuous concubine said, and brought a small plate of pickles to Mo Zeshen.

She sat on the side and looked at Mo Zeshen with a smile on her face, she could finally recognize her son.

But she didn't dare to show too intimacy, for fear of scaring him, and for fear that not being too close would make him alienate herself.

The mother and son were eating and watching, and the scene was a little embarrassing.

The virtuous concubine felt that it was not good to look at it on the sidelines, so she asked: "Shen'er, when will Tangtang enter the palace, I want to make clothes for the three children." ”

"No need, she still left, and took the child with her." Mo Zeshen stopped eating the steamed bun and said to the concubine.

The concubine looked at him with some puzzlement, "Where did you go?" When will you be back? ”

She thought she was going back to her parents' house, but didn't Lu Qingtang cut off relations with the General's Mansion? Where would she go if she didn't have her mother's home?