MTL - Reborn: Femme Fatale First Daughter-Chapter 33 The family sacrifice storm (2)

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Updated: 2013-11-30

Mo Huawen snorted coldly: "Moran, what's the matter with Hitomi, is it because you didn't take good care of Hitomi and make her sick?"

"Don't dare!" Molan replied timidly, but didn't dare to say a word, but stopped for a bit more on Mo Xuetong's collar, but he seemed to have a scruples, and he stopped biting his lips and bit his lip. Do not say.

Seeing that Mo Lan clearly wanted to say something, he stunned his mouth and looked at Mo Xuetong's pain and forbearance, his face became paler and more fragile. Mo Huawen became angry, and his face screamed loudly. : "Come here, pull down these two scumbags, and take the responsibility for twenty sticks."

Immediately behind him, two families flashed out, and came forward without expression, dragging Moran and Mo Yu.

Seeing that Mo Huawen was really hands-on, Mo Xuetong reached out and stopped.

"Father, slowly, it's really that pupils are not good, and it's not about them." Mo Xuetong couldn't kneel anymore, raised his head, and anxious.

Many people found that her tender white face was as pale as snow, and she was sweating coldly, clearly she was tolerant to the extreme. Even so, those clear eyes had a little stubbornness in the fragility and long The eyelashes of the black crow are raised, the biting sakura lips are stained with blood, and the smile on the face is hard, and the eyes are half aggrieved and forbearance.

"What's wrong with Miss Three? Why don't you tell your aunt so badly that it's enough for the young lady to be a guest here on behalf of Miss Three. Fortunately, when you're making clothes, you can make an extra set for the young lady. Just let the young lady replace Miss Three, and the two girls are really so. Why is your lady so sick, so why not hold her up, and let her stay like this, what a girl's house, how good it hurts you! " Auntie Fang, who had been standing outside, rushed in, hiding the resentment from her eyes, and said with concern that she ordered two women to come up and help Mo Xuexue, trying to take her away.

I didn't know what she had done. In the past two days, she coaxed Mo Huawen to be happy, and Li Huayuan was very calm.

Auntie Fang is pushing Mo Xuemin, her daughter should be inconspicuous, and she must also be favored by Mo Huawen.

If Mo Xuemin was able to kneel at the door as a niece, the son would be able to come over, and she would no longer be looked down upon as a sister-in-law. As a son and daughter, she would naturally rise to higher levels, and if Mo Xuetong's top was not Retreating from the house sacrifice, various rumors could scold her to death.

Auntie Fang was not afraid of what was found in Mo Xuetong's clothes.

That dress is not good, but what about the thick thread. This is a thick cloth, but how can you ask for it carefully. Who can find the mystery in taking it off? Auntie Fang is confident that this strange "silk silk needle" is here. No one can recognize it.

Can Mo Xuetong still blame this aunt for not taking out good silk clothes with her at the home festival? This is one of the main reasons why Auntie Fang dare to deceive Mo Xuetong. She hated Mo Xuetong so much in the past two days and hid it under her eyes. Only this time, Mo Xuetong could no longer get it. Good marriage, this little **** will not hold it in his own hands.

"Stop it!" Seeing the two women reaching out to pull her, Mo Xuetong's face became cold, and said coldly, her quiet eyes lifted into darkness, and she looked at Aunt Fang, and Aunt Fang only thought A chill came to an end, and he stepped back inexplicably.

"My father is not sick!" She turned back and smiled at Mo Huawen's tender smile, reached out to take a piece of mop from Mo Yu, gently wiped the sweat from her face, and her face was tender and beautiful. The smile is just amazing.

"How can Miss Three be ill, her face is so pale. Listen to my aunt, go ahead and rest. Your older sister is in good health. It is suitable to kneel here. For the little girl's family, you will have to kneel for a day. The body is weak and sick, where can I eat it? "Aunt Fang returned to her mind, and rushed to Mo Huawen in a hurry, she was an intelligent person, but at this time, she felt that those bright eyes made people panic. Thinking of bringing Mo Xuetong in quickly, don't cause anything.

Afterwards, Aunt Fang winked at the two women, and the two women no longer hesitated. One took Mo Xuetong's hand, and it seemed that Fushi pulled her, and her mouth said: "Miss Three Or go back to rest with the old slaves. "

This is to prove her reputation for frailness and sickness. The mother of the official's house, who would be willing to marry a woman who was in poor health and kneeled for a while, would not be able to bear it. It's hard.

"Let it go!" Mo Xuetong sighed coldly, shaking off the hands of the two women.

Holding Moran's hand and holding a deep salute to Aunt Fang, those clear eyes had a mist of pain, and the unparalleled appearance seemed to be shrouded in a faint mist, which was beyond description of fragility and grievance.

This gift made Aunt Fang take a step back involuntarily, and hurriedly withdrew. In front of so many people, she dared to be Mo Xietong's niece.

"Thank you auntie for your concern. Auntie was lucky. I didn't expect my aunt to treat me so well. I still want my elder sister to help me. Does she have such clothes?"

Mo Xuetong is a niece. At the home festival, this gift is given to an aunt who can't get on the table. This is irrational in anyone's eyes, but she can also see that this aunt is different from other aunts. There is considerable power in the inner court, and it is not a good sign for a maid to accompany him carefully.

"Is this an aunt or a mother?" Qingliu was proud of himself, not to mention that there were celebrities in it, and that one didn't want to talk about it, and now someone gave Aunt Fang no face.

"One auntie actually entered the room, which is against humanity!" The other accused.

Bai Yihao stood on the side, a smile glanced under his eyes, and watched her kneeling there, with a little grievance and caution, clearly a bullied but dare not speak, at this time again maintained Aunt Fang came and said gently, "Although my aunt is not the mother-in-law, my elder sister has worshiped my ancestors on my behalf.

"Abandoned Hall, a maidservant replaced her maidservant once for a home sacrifice and wanted her aunt to straighten up." Someone couldn't hear it anymore and directly rebuked, Mo Huawen's face was dark on the spot. These are celebrities, clear stream, if they were It was reported that he was serious and frivolous, but it interfered with his official voice, and he was even participated in a copy.

"Miss Mo San, if you believe it, I can help you diagnose it?" Bai Yihao squatted down, not waiting for Mo Xuetong's objection, holding her wrist with a smile, his voice was low and gentle, and the snow-like white clothes Lowered, it did not make him feel rude, but even made him feel like his high-minded and glorious.

Such a person personally lies down and diagnoses and treats Mo Xuetong. What a great deal of goodness. After the tree shadow, Mou Xuemin, who was in a thick cloth, had already received a letter and was ready to replace Mo Xuetong. The smile on her face is towards her, her fingers pinched on one side of the leaves, and she was not stabbed by the sharp leaves.

Only this moment was left in my mind. The handsome smile of the moon-like handsome young man thought that Sima Lingyun and You Yuecheng were already handsome and unparalleled. It turns out that people can still be so beautiful and clean, noble and unparalleled, handsome and flawless. Is this the kind of person!

"Thank you, Prince Bai!" Mo Xuetong extended her hand generously, her black bottomless eyes looked at Bai Yihao, and her lips slowly bent with a tender and delicate smile.

What a brilliant woman! The most rare thing is so difficult, he is exactly what he is looking for. When appropriate, he is willing to stretch out an olive branch ...

Bai Yihao glanced at her calmly, slender fingers resting on her white wrist, with a slight smile, a slight sinking: "Miss Mo San is not sick, but she is injured!" He The slender fingers bounced slightly, and the shirt on Mo Xuetong's wrist was raised a bit. In front of the person was a dark red trace on the upper part of the wrist, and the white tender complexion reflected that circle of red. Chilling meaning.

In such a circle, some places even have blood flowing out, as if pierced by a needle.

"Miss Mo San's clothes were placed with sharp needles, which stabbed Miss Mo San's skin, so that Miss Mo San could not sustain it, and her face was so bad." Bai Yihao gave such an answer leisurely. , Turned around and brought his own follower into the hall. His fingers lightly drew in the fur, and a small piece turned up to the side. Some sharp thorns came out. Look carefully at the fine needles. It's nothing, you can't see it without looking carefully.

Hao's wrists were exposed, Mo Xuetong blushed, and was busy withdrawing her hands, but everyone still saw the circle of redness on her hands and the fine needles, and everyone's face changed.

"What's going on?" Mo Huawen's face sank, and he pulled back Mo Xuetong's retracted hand, yelling at Aunt Fang.

"My father is fine, it may be that the clothes made in a hurry have not been cleaned up, and Hitomi puts on the needle and feels like acupuncture on his body. A matter of family sacrifice. ”Mo Xuetong grabbed and smiled before Aunt Fang, but the grievances in those misty eyes were really distressing. She looked at Aunt Fang with a timid glance, He lowered his head again and clenched his lips.

Auntie Fang's face became pale as snow as soon as she saw the fine needles. At this time, she couldn't stand anymore, and knelt down sharply: "I don't know what's going on. The master may be the man in the needle room. hurry."

The face of Mo Huawen was purple when he said that, and he almost shouted, "You bitch, do such a thing, and have a face to say."

The truth is self-explanatory. The clothes on Hitomi's body were clearly tampered with. The hands of anyone except Aunt Fang would stretch so long. At this time, Mo Huawen hated himself for being soft-hearted a few days ago. Holding his lips to bear the pain, his lips showed blood, but still did not say Aunt Fang a bad word, only felt that the heart was going to ache.

"You two go inside and change the suit for the lady, and then give Tonger some medicine." Mo Huawen's face had an unusual vulva.

The two girls didn't say much, holding Mo Xuetong down.

All the guests shook their heads and entered the hall. The rest was family affairs. They looked rude again!

Mo Huawen stared at Aunt Fang fiercely, his face was somber and watery. The sharpness in her eyes made Aunt Fang knelt there, and could not help but chill, but she took two steps back, but she also wondered where the needle was in her clothes. Yes, it was clear that she did not put it in, then there was obvious evidence of how she might do it, and where would the "silkworm needle" be so easily found.

Moran came by holding a tray a moment later, all needles of the same color, there were hundreds of roots, and the roots were to shine with a stinging cold light.

"Master, the cuffs, the collar, the waist, the vest, all the slaves have helped the lady clean it up." Moran kneeled in front of Mo Huawen without saying a word, but the yingying tears flashing under her eyes leaked. Too much mood.

"How did you serve Miss Three, and why did no one report? Why did you let Miss Three wear such clothes?" Mo Huawen was furious.