Chapter 115 Mo's spy

After Mo Qingwu's death, Liu Qing's mood was more unstable, and he was vomiting blood these days. The maid of the Mo family was so scared that she invited Mo Qingcheng to have a look every day. In order to prevent them from hiring a doctor, Mo Qingcheng still took some supplements with patience.

I haven't seen her for a few days, and she is even more haggard, and her dry and waxy face is wrinkled like a walnut shell. At this moment, her originally plump body is only thin, leaving only skin and bones, and she lay with dull eyes like that **.

Mo Qingcheng approached and saw that her lips were purple, her breath was silky, and her whole body twitched slightly. She could no longer get out of bed at all. This was obviously a symptom of poisoning, but she had asked A Bi to stop the grass a few days ago. According to reason, even if her condition would not be alleviated, it would never get worse.

Liu Qing heard the sound of footsteps and turned her head quietly. She saw Mo Qingcheng trembling and stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to grab something. Finally, she shook in the air and fell heavily on **.

"What do you want to say?" Mo Qingcheng looked at her condescendingly and said coldly.

"You...you won!" Liu Qing blushed and reluctantly spit out a complete sentence.

Mo Qingcheng's eyes were cold, but there was a light smile on his face, "If you had known today, why did you do it at the beginning!" At first, I didn't mean to target you, but your mother and daughter were too aggressive, and I just wanted to protect myself!"

"Haha...cough..." Liu Qing closed his eyes, coughed, and slowly opened his eyes, with endless sadness and regret in his eyes, and there was no trace of hatred at all. "You're right, I... I'm just too strong to... · Forced... A dead end."

"You now understand that it's too late. Mo Ruwen and Mo Qingwu have left you, and you are destined to die alone." Even after hearing Liu Qing's words, Mo Qingcheng still did not have a trace of pity. Liu Qing took the blame for herself. She killed so many people. If she had paid for her life, she would have died several times.

"I know... you hate me, after all... I killed your mother, and you should hate me, but... but I have one thing... cough... I want to ask you." She looked at Mo Qingcheng helplessly, as if she had told the afterth.

"Do you think there is still a little affection between us now?" Mo Qingcheng's face was full of gloomy and coldness, "Why should I help you?"

Liu Qing squeezed the corners of her lips and smiled reluctantly. She moved her fingers. Mo Qingcheng put his ears to the corners of her mouth. She whispered, "King Cheng... King Cheng is the murderer who framed the eldest prince!"

Mo Qingcheng was stunned, "How do you know?"

Liu Qing was about to say something when his eyes suddenly showed a touch of horror. Mo Qingcheng turned around and saw Abi coming in with a bowl of soup. She was a little surprised to see Mo Qingcheng sitting by the bed, and then immediately returned to normal. She smiled and said, "The ginseng soup has been cooked. I'll feed my wife."

"No, give it to me. I'll feed her myself!" Mo Qingcheng glanced at her a lot and said indifferently.

"Let's come, so that my wife won't infect you. I have been dealing with herbs since I was a child, and my body is also a little resistant." Abi smiled brightly, but her brown eyes were strangely cold.

"Aren't you adopted by a farmer? How can you have a chance to get involved with herbs?" Mo Qingcheng's voice was faint, but with questioning.

A Bi's eyes flashed with a trace of panic, and her speech was also a little unnatural. "The maidservant grew up in the countryside. In order to let himself have a craft, the father who adopted the maidservant sent the maidservant to the town to follow the doctor to study medicine, so that he had the opportunity to contact with herbs."

Mo Qingcheng nodded, "So it is. I haven't heard you mention it."

"I'm not good at learning, and it's embarrassing to say it." Abi took a look at Mo Qingcheng and gradually calmed down.

"When I came, I mixed Ganoderma lucidum with ginseng. You pick it up and open it." Mo Qingcheng stretched out his hand, and Abi handed the medicine to her with some hesitation. When she first touched Mo Qingcheng's hand, she deliberately let go. One night, all the thick black medicine was sprinkled on the ground, and the bowl was smashed.

"I'm sorry, madam, damn it!" Abi knelt down in a hurry and let the fragments cut her knee.

Mo Qingcheng looked at her coldly and said softly for a long time, "Get up, you are also unintentional."

Abi looked at Mo Qingcheng gratefully, cleaned up the casual on the ground, and hurried out.

This Abi is getting weirder and weirder!

"She... is... she... wants to kill... kill me! She poisoned me, and I know..." Liu Qing said angrily, and his head kept shaking because of excitement.

Mo Qingcheng looked at the soup on the ground and put a drop of it under his nose and sniffed it. It was not the taste of ginseng at all. Didn't she give Liu Qing grass at all, but gave it other medicine?

"Master... The master was killed by Cheng Wang!" When Liu Qing talked about Mo Ruwen, his eyes couldn't help but burst into tears, and his two dry hands were also clenched tightly.

"How do you know?" Mo Qingcheng asked doubtfully. First, she said that Shen Muchen framed Shen Muqi, and now she said that Shen Muchen killed Mo Ruwen. What on earth does she know?

"Master's... There is a word 'dust' written on his chest, and I'm sending it to him when I changed his clothes..." Liu Qing coughed again, and there was a trace of black blood from the corners of her mouth. Mo Qingcheng took out a handkerchief and wiped it for her. She didn't know where she came from and grabbed Mo Qingcheng's wrist. "I beg you...please..." She gasped before she finished her words.

"Do you want me to avenge you?" Mo Qingcheng pulled out her hand. She said that she had known these things for a long time and were of no use at all.

Liu Qing shook his head, changed his breath, and said with difficulty, "I know you have always wanted to know who is helping the eldest prince... I tell you that it is... it is the king, I beg you, after I die... bury me and the master together, please... ····Please!"

Mo Qingcheng was silent for a while. She wanted to say no, but she was a little unbearable to see Li Qing's pleading eyes.

"Please!" Liu Qing bowed up and tried to sit up, but he had no strength. He struggled a few times and caused a cough.

"Bum!"

Suddenly there was a violent roar outside. Mo Qingcheng frowned and quickly stepped out. She saw Abi holding a candle-like tube facing the sky in her hand. After seeing Mo Qingcheng, she laughed.

Mo Qingcheng ran to her in three steps, grabbed her neck and said, "Who are you? Who sent you here?

Abi held a sneer at her mouth, suddenly gritted her teeth, oozed a mouthful of blood, and collapsed to the ground. She covered her neck seemed to be very painful. She twitched a few times and then stopped her breath.

The maids stood at the door and were stunned, but they didn't expect Abi to commit suicide like this.

Mo Qingcheng frowned, squatted down, found a small bottle of medicine on her body, opened the bottle cap, and the inside was empty. It seemed that this was her poison to Liu Qing. She turned over the bottle, and the words "Poison of the Nine Gods" were written on the bottom of the bottle. Mo Qingcheng was shocked. The last time the man in black stabbed He Liancheng, He Liancheng was also poisoned. Is it possible that Abi was sent by Shen Muchen?

"Madam, are you all right?" Yan'er ran over with a panicked face, "I found this in the kitchen just now!" Yaner pointed to a dead pigeon and said.

Mo Qingcheng touched the pigeon, but it was still hot. It seemed that he had been killed soon.

"Whose is this?" Mo Qingcheng asked harshly.

"It's Abi's. Abi likes pigeons the most. This pigeon was brought by her when she entered the house." A clever girl said.

It seems that this is the tool for her to send signals to Shen Muchen!

Mo Qingcheng took a look at Abi and said loudly, "Abi was sent by others to kill your wife, which poisoned her wife."

"What?"

"I didn't expect that my wife was harmed by Abi."

"Impossible!"

Several maids immediately started talking.

"Madam, what the hell is going on?" Yan'er looked at Mo Qingcheng puzzledly and whispered, "Isn't Abi our person? Why did she suddenly..."

"No, she was sent by Shen Muchen. At the beginning, she deliberately approached Dujuan so that we could believe her and then take the opportunity to poison Liu Qing." Mo Qingcheng's face darkened and explained, "If she poisons rashly, it will definitely cause others to suspect, but with my acquiescence, it will be different. She knows that I will cover her. Even if she is found, she can insist that it was my instructions, and Shen Muchen was completely out of the matter.

"King?" Yan'er was shocked and couldn't keep her mouth together. "Why did he harm Mrs. Mo?" In her mind, Shen Muchen is a magnificent, upright and kind prince, and will definitely not do anything unreasonable.

Mo Qingcheng frowned and said solemnly, "Because Liu Qing found his secret!"

"Secret? What secret?"

"Shen Muchen is the murderer of Mo Ruwen!"

Yan'er's eyes widened, her face was full of horror, and she reacted excessively frightenedly, "I didn't expect King Cheng to be such a person!"

"Shen Muchen has always been a wolf in sheep's clothing!" Mo Qingcheng's face is as solemn as a marble statue. Presumably, Shen Muchen already knows that Abi is dead, and soon he will make some action!"

"It's not good, madam is choking!" Suddenly, there was a shout in the room.

Mo Qingcheng quickly ran to the inner room and saw Liu Qing leaning against the head of the bed with his face and his eyes tightly closed. She had dressed herself neatly, and even her shoes were new. It seemed that she had known that her life would not be long, so she had prepared this outfit in advance.

With just a cup of tea, she went. Life is really fragile. You don't know at what moment death will come!

"Madam, there is a bracelet here!" The sharp-eyed maid found what was in Liu Qing's hand.

Mo Qingcheng took over the bracelet, which was his mother's bracelet. I remember that when I was first told by Shen Mushu, I went back to Mo's house to pack up my things and found that my mother's bracelet was missing, so I asked Liu Qing for it. At that time, she said she didn't know, but she didn't expect to put it away by her. This bracelet was not rare, but it was given to his mother by Mo Ruwen. Presumably Liu Qing also took this bracelet away because he was jealous of his mother!

She sighed and said faintly, "Prepare for the aftert!"

The maids suddenly cried. The lady died. What should they do in the future? Although the wife is very fierce to them, at least she still has a mouthful of food and money to take. Now that the wife has gone, they have no place to go for a while!

"Don't cry. Arrange your wife. I will return the deed of sale to you, and there will be no less money for you!" Mo Qingcheng said impatiently that although she also felt sorry for these people, now was not the time to consider these things.

As soon as they heard it, they immediately turned from sadness to joy and went to work.

Looking at the huge Mozhai, Mo Qingcheng actually felt strange. This is the place where he has lived for more than ten years. The only emotional place is Xiyuan, where he has memories of himself and his mother. Nowadays, things are wrong, and the courtyard is full of loneliness!