Chapter 13 Aunt Fang's Li Heyuan's sophistry

How dare Aunt Fang open her sleeves in front of Mo Huawen?

"Ah!" Mo Xuetong's delicate body was pushed hard by Aunt Fang. She staggered two steps and couldn't stand still. She stepped back two steps and fell to the ground. Mo Lan quickly blocked Mo Xuetong to hold her, but she didn't hold her. She fell to the ground with Mo Xuetong. Her hand fell to the ground heavily because she was in front of Mo Xuetong. , with a muffled sound, I couldn't get up in pain.

"What's wrong with my aunt? Didn't I say something wrong and make my aunt unhappy!" Mo Xuetong reached out and hugged Molan, raised her tearful face, and shrank cowardly. Her long eyelashes trembled, bit her lips and shed two lines of tears. She looked back at Mo Lan's painfully frown and shouted urgently, "Father, call a doctor, Molan, how are you? Does it still painful? Does it matter? My aunt's hands are so weak that she can't push us so hard!"

This words were like a light, which immediately lit up Mo Huawen's heart, and his face suddenly turned cold.

"Sir, I..." Aunt Fang suddenly panicked and held her sleeves to explain, but she was turned around by Mo Huawen's fierce eyes and was too scared to say anything more.

Regardless of Aunt Fang, Mo Huawen took two steps forward and pulled up Mo Xuetong's cuffs and looked at them. Sure enough, the white and tender hands and elbows broke the skin, revealing a few blood marks, showing how strong the push just now was, and his eyes became more and more fierce.

"Father, I'm fine. Please go and see my aunt... Is it that my daughter did something wrong... It made my aunt unhappy!" Mo Xuetong looked at Aunt Fang anxiously. Her body trembled a little. Obviously, she was extremely afraid. Her face was paler than Mo Lan, and her forehead was sweating. Her eyes were panicked and embarrassed. Obviously, she was extremely frightened!

A legitimate daughter was so scared that she couldn't even speak clearly because of the injury of a concubine. Coupled with Aunt Fang's behavior, Mo Huawen almost had an attack on the spot. He took a deep breath, stared at Aunt Fang fiercely, reached out and gently touched Mo Xuetong's hair, and said softly, "Good boy, it's okay. Aunt didn't give birth to you. Don't be afraid. Take Molan down first. Your father will ask the doctor to show you Molan later. Everything will be fine.

Several maids in the study helped Mo Xuetong help Mo Lan. After Mo Xuetong said goodbye to Mo Huawen, she hurriedly walked out with tears.

Seeing Mo Xuetong leave, Mo Huawen turned his head to look at Aunt Fang and said angrily, "Go back to your yard and wake up. This is a study. Don't always run to the outer yard!"

"Master..." Aunt Fang wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Mo Huawen, "Come on, send my aunt back."

A few maids came forward and dragged the tearful Aunt Fang away.

In Qingwei Courtyard.

Mo Yumohe, Xu's mother was waiting there. Seeing that Molan's hand was injured, she hurriedly helped her in. After a while, the doctor Mo Huawen called came to wrap her up for Molan and said that it was nothing serious. Just take a rest for five or six days. Don't do anything heavy work these days. It will be fine after a few days.

Mother Xu sent the doctor out of the door. Mo Xuetong turned into Molan's room and saw Molan lying quietly. Her face was still pale, with a scar towel in her hand, frowned, closed the door and walked back to the bed.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Mo Lan opened her eyes and saw Mo Xuetong appear in the room. She struggled to think of herself, but was pressed down by Mo Xuetong: "Miss, why are you here? What's wrong with Moyu and Mohe? I won't take you to rest!"

"Why?" Mo Xuetong looked at her quietly, but was not moved by her words. Her eyes looked at Molan coldly, with a little coldness in her words, completely different from the usual coquettish image, and there was a faint wind and fierceness.

"What is the young lady asking? I can't understand!"

Mo Xuetong's voice was a little harsh again. Who let you stand in front of me today?

Asked by Mo Xuetong about the point, Molan couldn't install it any more. She looked up at Mo Xuetong and no longer avoided it. "Miss is weak. How can I bear to hurt the young lady? I can only stand in front of the young lady to feel at ease." Molan's eyes turned red as she spoke.

"Molan, I thought you were a measured person, so some people who were assured entrusted you. Unexpectedly, they also made their own decisions. If so, you might as well leave me early." Mo Xuetong looked into Molan's eyes and said seriously word by word, with a cold tone.

She fell out following Aunt Fang's gesture. Although she would also hit it, because she followed the situation, she would not be as heavy as Mo Lan, and the effect for her father was not as good as her own injury.

"Miss, Molan is wrong. Molan will never be like this again. Everything is up to you!" Looking at Mo Xuetong's tight face, Molan also understood that she was forced to look at Mo Xuetong with shame on her face. She had always been steady, but today she was confused because she saw Aunt Fang. At this time, she remembered that the young lady was afraid that she had planned it for a long time, but she had ruined the young lady's business.

"Molan, we just came here and will fight with Aunt Fang in the future. I don't want you to be injured for me in the future, and I will suffer some injuries." Mo Xuetong sat down and took Molan's hand. Although her eyes turned soft, they were dark. If she couldn't even be cruel, how could she compete with Mo Xuemin?

"Yes, miss." Molan took Mo Xuetong's hand with her backhand and exerted a little force with tears.

In Aunt Fang's pear lotus courtyard!

Mo Huawen sat coldly on the Nanmu chair. His face was gloomy. Although his voice was not high, he was extremely indifferent. On the surface, he still looked calm, but people familiar with him knew why he was very angry: "Kneel down!"

Aunt Fang did not dare to neglect. She hurriedly lowered her head and knelt down. She asked with tears, "I don't know what went wrong?"

"Prepare the yard for Tong'er and clean it in person, so that she hurt her hand and can't even move. What a kindness!" The more Mohuawen said, the more angry he became. His anger soared. He pulled Aunt Fang's hand, pulled her cuffs, and looked at the other marks on it except for the newly hot red marks. At that moment, he shook her hand away angrily: "Do you think I'm okay? I can still see the burns and bruises. I just pushed it. Kaitong's hand is so strong. If it hadn't been for the girl Molan to block it, I'm afraid it's Tong's injury this time. Do you want me to call someone to test and admit it!"

When Aunt Fang came back, she thought that Mo Huawen would be guilty. At this time, she was ready to lie down and look at Mo Huawen. Tears slowly overflowed and hung on her face, with a sad look: "Does the master blame me for this?" The voice is extremely sad, and it looks even more aggrieved!

"Is it your fault?" Mo Huawen said coldly, with a calm face.

"You also know what happened before... Such things happened, and the maidservant was afraid that it would happen again. I haven't seen it for more than a year. Can the third lady's character change? The maidservant didn't know at all. She was not sure. She just wanted to be close to the third lady, and thought... The third lady was born with a stubborn temper, otherwise she would not have done it before. ...Even the master is not close, how can he be close to the concubine?" Aunt Fang cried with a sad look, and the pear blossoms began to rain.

"What does this have to do with your fraud?" Mo Huawen looked at her and looked a little slower.

"The maidservant only wanted to take advantage of this matter to make the third lady get close to the maidservant. The master also saw with his own eyes that in those years... the maidservant really wanted to make up with the third lady. For so many years, the maidservant took care of everything in the house. The master took care of the sick lady, which one was not done by the maidservant, but she was always afraid that she could not do it well. Either I'm afraid of Mrs. Bo, or I'm afraid of provoking the third lady... The maidservant did this, just for the sake of this family, so that the master can enjoy the family with the third lady's father and daughter, all for the sake of the master, but I didn't expect that the master was angry with the maidservant..."

Aunt Fang covered her veil and trembled with tears, looking delicate and aggrieved.

Mo Huawen was silent, looked at Aunt Fang's dark eyes, and asked for a while, "Are you for me?"

"Who else can I do besides the master? Why does the maidservant have to please the third lady? What benefits can the maidservant get from this matter?" Aunt Fang cried, looked at Mo Huawen pitifully, gritted her teeth and gritted her teeth and said, "The master doesn't believe in the concubine now. If the master doesn't believe in the concubine's character so much, he will be punished by the master, but if the concubine has other plans, she won't recognize her death!" Aunt Fang wiped her tears and cried.

I have to say that this hand is very beautiful. It not only points out the intention of her fist, but also says that Mo Xuetong is not a good master. In the past, it is a thorn in Mo Huawen's heart. So far, it has been tingling. Even if she doesn't look violent now, remember that time Mohuawen will feel a little unspeakably uncomfortable.

Coupled with Aunt Fang's sincere performance, she just wanted to be angry. At this moment, she couldn't get out of her anger. She sighed and made Aunt Fang get up for a while. She looked deep and indefensible: "Don't do this kind of thing in the future. Tong'er is very well-behaved now. Besides, she is the identity of the legitimate daughter. Don't use those little tricks. Put it on the pupil, if I find it again..."

"No, my maid and concubine won't do it again." Aunt Fang said delicately.

Mo Huawen's eyes fell on an envelope at the corner of Aunt Fang's table and said coldly, "I'll sleep in the study tonight. Don't wait for me!"

After saying that, Aunt Gu Fang stood aside with a sad face and turned around and strode away. For more than a year, Tonger has only had no books. Is it really just that she lost the letter on the road? Why didn't Tonger lose the letter to Fu Guogong's family, but she didn't receive it? Mo Huawen was not stupid. With a trace of suspicion, he felt It's a little awkward. Although I don't believe that Aunt Fang will do such a thing, I always don't believe her words very much.

"Aunt..." Seeing Mo Huawen coming out coldly, Mother Li hurriedly walked in through the porch and asked urgently.

"It's okay, but be careful over there. I haven't seen you for more than a year. I'm getting awesome. Although the master believes my words, he is still angry. They are all that little bitch. Let me stare at Qingwei Garden, and report every move of the little bitch to me." Seeing that Mo Huawen threw her there regardless, Aunt Fang hated to crush a handkerchief.

"What happened to your aunt tonight?" Mother Li breathed a sigh of relief and asked.

"The identity of the prince of the Duke of Zhen has not humiliated her!" Aunt Fang said coldly.

"But Miss and Sima..." Mother Li is in a hurry!

"Min'er is smart and should have other plans. She has her own goals for a long time. Min'er is suitable for people with more prominent family backgrounds." Aunt Fang let go of the torn veil and sneered. Her Min'er is the most noble lady. How can Mo Xuetong compare with the little bitch who has settled down?