Chapter 92

"Ser, my son!" Cui'er's eyes flashed with a touching light, and she muttered to herself. Suddenly, she loosened Mo Ziyao's arm, suddenly got up from the ground, and rushed desperately in the direction of Gu Yanmu.

Mo Ziyao finally recovered from her chaotic thoughts, but saw that Cuier had got rid of her hands and rushed to Gu Yanmu.

The distant eyes sent Cui'er's slightly staggering back, and Mo Ziyao's heart was also sad.

But at this time, she suddenly saw a saint in white walking towards Cui'er with a sword. At this moment, only Gu Yanmu's figure flashed in Cui's eyes, and she didn't find anyone coming towards her at all.

"Ah!" Mo Ziyao still felt the five thunderstorms and shouted in shock: "Mom, it's dangerous! Come back soon!"

As soon as Mo Ziyao's words fell, she heard "Puff!" With a sound, there was a long sword in Cui'er's heart.

"Mother! Pooh..." Mo Ziyao saw this scene and shouted heartbreakingly. She only felt a dull pain in her heart, and then a mouthful of fishy sweetness surged up. The sight in front of him flashed, and the whole world darkened.

"Yuer!" Yuan Ling shouted and hurriedly held Mo Ziyao, who fell to the ground, in his arms, regardless of her bloody clothes staining his snow-white clothes. Just patted her smooth cheek with his hand and said anxiously, "Yaoer, wake up, wake up!"

Gu Moli watched all this and wanted to help many times, but he couldn't get away. At this time, the arrival of Yuan Ling and Chu Qingtian finally shared some of his pressure.

He was overjoyed, shook the soft sword in his hand quickly, and finally cleaned up the people who blocked him.

Through the constantly shaking figure, he saw Mo Ziyao. But before he could be happy in the future, Mo Ziyao vomited blood and fainted.

"Zi Yao!" He roared, and his sword light flashed, killing the two big men who blocked him in front of him, and then flew to Mo Ziyao.

There was still time to find out her situation, but when she raised her eyes, she looked at Yuan Ling's cold eyes. Seeing him holding Mo Ziyao's hands tightly, his face darkened and he said angrily, "Let her go!"

Yuan Ling looked cold, but shook his head faintly and said indifferently, "Now I'm embarrassed to come to me and ask me to let go? Just now, what were you doing when Yaoer was poisoned? Thanks to what you said!"

Gu Moli kept staring at Mo Ziyao in Yuan Ling's arms, holding his hands tightly angrily. Half of the sound, but he slowly let go and slowed down his voice and said, "This is a matter between you and me. Please don't get innocent people involved!"

Yuan Ling raised his eyebrows gently, gently scratched Mo Ziyao's rosy cheeks, and said with a smile, "What, are you begging me?"

Gu Mo didn't look at him, but just stretched out his hand, grabbed Mo Ziyao's wrist and quickly caught her pulse. In an instant, he frowned. He closed his eyes, but his eyelashes trembled slightly, which showed that he was full of trembling.

"I beg you, will you let her go?"

"Hmm! If you had known this, why did you have to do it at the beginning? What a pity, what a pity. Now I also like her. What do you think I should do?

"You... She is now highly poisoned, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to survive today if it is not treated early. So, what's the use of leaving her by your side? You give her to me and I can promise you.

"Oh?" Yuan Ling's fingers on Mo Ziyao's face suddenly stopped and withdrew his hand. Then he raised his eyes and stared at Gu Moli in front of him.

"I'm surprised that she is willing to agree to my terms for her. It seems that I did bet on the right treasure this time.

Yuan Ling stood up, gently handed Mo Ziyao in her arms to Gu Moli, and smiled and said, "Ha ha, since you are so sincere, it's okay for me to give her to you, but the poison on her body has invaded her internal organs. I'm afraid it's difficult to save her."

"You don't have to worry about this." Gu Moli hugged Mo Ziyao and said coldly.

Yuan Ling didn't care about Gu Moli's disrespect. He turned his head and looked at Xiao Han, "B bring me that vicious woman!"

Let's talk about Cuier. Cui'er was eager to meet Gu Yanmu, but she was caught up by a saint in white and spoiled with a sword.

Cui'er snorted, but she lowered her head and saw a cold sword running through her chest. Then she heard a woman screaming behind her, and Mo Zipan's frightened and indignant voice came to her ear: "Mom, mother! ......”

"No, I can't die yet. My son hasn't recognized me yet. I can't die!" Cui'er kept roaring in her heart at the moment when she was about to lose consciousness. But I can only hear Pan'er's grief crying farther and farther away...

Cui'er seemed to hear someone calling her in a trance, and the voice was strange and familiar. Such a scene suddenly flashed in my mind: it was a winter, when the cold wind roared and snowflakes flew all over the sky. A loud cry of a baby echoed between the earth in an instant.

"Congratulations, congratulations, it's a boy." The midwife wrapped the bare baby in a cloth sheet and took him to the bed to be humane to the sweaty woman.

Is that right? Come on, bring it over and show me." Despite her weakness after giving birth, the beautiful woman raised her body and showed a happy smile on her pale face. She quickly took the baby and held it in her arms and gently coaxed it.

The midwife also reached out to tease him, and the little guy giggled without admitting anything.

The midwife also smiled and looked at the beautiful woman and said, "Ha ha, this little guy is so cute! By the way, Cuier, when we just wiped his body, we found a dark red birthmark on his back, which was shaped a little like the sun in the sky!"

"Really?" Cui'er gently turned the baby over and suddenly found that there was a dark red, thumb-sized birthmark on his left shoulder blade. Cui'er also smiled, "It's really true."

At this moment, the door of the room was pushed open, and a man came in with wine hiccups. As soon as he entered the door, he looked sideways at Cui'er and the midwife, and then his squinting eyes suddenly lit up, staring at the baby in Cui'er's arms. With a muddle-headed face, he walked over crookedly and said, "Cui...Cui'er, it's born! Haha! Great, er, is it a man or a woman?

"You kill thousands of knives and fool around outside all day. Your wife doesn't care if she wants to give birth to you. You will get a boy when you come back!" The midwife looked at the drunken man and smiled.

The man glanced fiercely and shouted, "When will it be your old woman's turn... Come and point out, get out of here!"

"You...you, what kind of person is this? What a bad luck!" The midwife said something and ran out angrily.

"Mo Qiang, you still have the face to come back!" Cui'er scolded coldly.

Mo Qiang said with a flattering face, "Madam, look at what you said. We are husband and wife. If I don't go home, where will we go?" With that, he was going to touch the baby's pink face. Before his hand arrived, the little guy actually cried loudly.

Mo Qiang scratched his head awkwardly, but squatted in front of the bed and was silent.

Cui'er smiled and coaxed the baby in her arms to let him find milk and asked, "What's wrong? Do you owe money to others outside again? Then he ran back to find me a way?"

"Hey." Mo Qiang smiled twice, "Madam, there is a big thing I want to discuss with you."

"What's the matter?"

"Well, well, our child has a kind-hearted person who said that he would help adopt and give us a large amount of money to compensate us."

Cui'er's hand stopped, and her smile was no longer there.

She hugged the baby tightly and said angrily, "What? What did you say! Sell our children to others?"

With that, Cui'er suddenly burst into tears, "It's impossible. I won't sell it. Don't be delusional. If I don't sell it, I won't sell it!"

Mo Qiang's flattering face slowly faded and said indifferently, "If you don't sell it, you have to sell it. I owe a lot of debt outside. Even if I sell you and me, I can't afford to pay it back. If we are caught to be mortgaged as slaves, do you think our children will be slaves as soon as soon as they are born?"

"This...this..." Cui'er was immediately scared to death. At least she was also the daughter of a small family. She was really unable to be bullied by others.

While Cui'er was distracted, Mo Qiang suddenly snatched the baby who was still breastfeeding from Cui'er's arms. That little guy said, "Wow!" There was a cry all over the sky.

"My child! Give back my child!" Cui'er shouted, but she was weak and couldn't get out of bed after giving birth.

Mo Qiang got his hand. No matter how the child cried, he didn't care about Cui'er's shouting. He quickly ran to the door to open the door and bowed respectfully and said, "Please inside, inside, please."

The door opened and a middle-aged man in a navy blue jacket came in. He came in, glanced at the dilapidated room first, and finally fixed his eyes on ** Cui'er.

He reached out and swept away the snowflakes on his body. Looking at Cui'er, who was still crying, he whispered, "Big sister, you don't have to do this. We will raise this child for you. You can rest assured."

After a while, he said, "Your husband is gambling outside and owes a lot of debts. Originally, he planned to sell it to the pig's third son as soon as he was born. You also know what they are. How can there be a way to live if your child falls into their hands. It happened that my husband and wife wanted a child. I overheard what your husband said, so I learned about the situation. I helped him pay off the debt and was willing to pay for your child, of course, male or female.

Butler Yan felt that it was not convincing enough and said, "We are a big family that can be called by Ruan Nanguo. Your son will be the eldest son after he goes, and we will certainly not treat him badly. How much money do you want? You might as well make an offer.

Cui'er looked at the strict housekeeper who stood straight and her husband who couldn't do it. She had no idea at all. They have helped them pay back the debts. She has nothing to say about this alone and pay off the child.

Looking at the man's clothes and talking, it doesn't seem to be a lie. If your child can really be the life of the eldest son in the future, it is really better than staying by her side.

So he asked, "Yan... Housekeeper Yan, what you said is true. Is my son really the life of the eldest son with you? Didn't you lie to me?"

Housekeeper Yan smiled faintly and said, "You can rest assured, this baby will naturally be the life of the eldest son after the master's wife."

"So, what's your master's name? Where do you live?" Cui'er quickly asked.

Housekeeper Yan's face changed slightly and said lightly, "You don't need to know this. Anyway, your son won't suffer losses if you follow us."

He turned his eyes and stared at the submissive Mo Qiang beside him and said, "If you want to spend less money, you can make a price. This child has just been born and hasn't had much milk yet. It's not good for a long time. You'd better say it quickly so that I can give the baby to the wet nurse to take care of it."

Mo Qiang nodded quickly and said yes. After closing his eyes and meditating for a while, he whispered, "Well, how can I be ashamed to ask you for money?"

Housekeeper Yan listened to his words and glanced without saying anything, but his face was a little impatient.

Mo Qiang took a look and quickly stretched out eight fingers and said, "If you want...then eighty taels, okay?"

The housekeeper Yan moved, took out a bag of broken silver from his sleeve and threw it over. "There are 80 taels here. Count them."

Mo Qiang took the money and said happily, "No, no, I believe you!" Here, the child will give it to you.

A woman about 17 or 18 years old walked over, took over the child, and was not ashamed to lift her clothes and breastfeed in front of everyone.

"Big sister, Brother Mo, goodbye!" Housekeeper Yan bent down and said politely, then turned around and left with the group...

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