Chapter 28 Fake attentive concubine's plan (-)

When Mo Xuemin came in, Mo Xuetong was drinking medicine, which was prescribed by the abbot of Baoen Temple.

"Third sister, why is she so sick? The eldest sister couldn't rest assured and rushed over immediately." Mo Xuemin walked to Mo Xuetong's bed and saw her pale and haggard face that she was really sick, and a clear smile flashed on her lips.

A woman was found to have a private meeting with a man during the period of praying for her mother. Any woman was panicked and lost her mind. Even if Mo Xuetong was smarter than before, she was not the same.

She was proud, but her face did not show anything. She sat down attentively by her bed, took the medicine bowl in Mo Yu's hand, and fed Mo Xuetong herself.

"Thank you, sister. I'm not in good health. I feel cold, but I'm so tired that I ran away." Mo Xuetong looked sleepy, leaned on the big pillow, barely smiled and whispered.

"It's okay for my sister to say what to do about this. I just asked Mo Lan, who said that as long as she will keep it, she will get better. I won't go back first. I'll tell my father that the third sister is so sick that she can't move like this." Mo Xuemin's eyebrows were gentle, and her eyes were full of joy and a smile.

Mo Xuemin was really cautious. This was to leave herself here and leave after solidizing her affair with Sima Lingyun.

Mo Xuetong held her hand with her backhand, smiled gratefully, and said softly, "Thank you, sister. I was not the last time. If I could stop my father, the elder sister would not..."

Mo Xuemin's face sank, which is the thing she is most unwilling to mention now. What she despises most are her two sisters, one is cowardly and the other is stupid and rude. She didn't expect that it would be a shameful thing because of the stupid Mo Xueqiong's accident this time, but she smiled and said with a smile on her face, "That's over. It has nothing to do with the third sister. It is true that the eldest sister neglects etiquette, so that she is rude in front of the third sister.

"You're welcome, sister. Today is different from the past." Mo Xuetong pushed away the bowl in her hand, shook her head and smiled. On the side, Molan had already sent candied food and handed over a handkerchief.

Mo Xuemin's heart skipped inexplicably and always felt that Mo Xuetong seemed to mean something. Wasn't she so happy that Mo Xuetong could see something?

was worried, and there was still a kind smile on her face: "Look at what the third sister said, I've been copying the "Female Ring" these days, and I'm in a hurry. At this time, I'm fine when I see the third sister, and my heart finally fell down."

"The eldest sister looks very tired. She must not have slept well in the past two days. She has cleaned up a room next door. Let's go to have a rest first." Mo Xuetong held Mo Ye's hand and lay down again, looking tired and powerless.

"The third sister will be raised first, and I will also go to tidy up her appearance." Mo Xuemin stood up. She is indeed going to leave now. What's going on? She is still confused, but one thing is certain that what happened to Sima Lingyun and Mo Xuetong last night.

As long as she figure out the reason, she will definitely find out the matter. There are many nobles who pray for blessings on the mountain, and Mo Xuetong can't hide it.

Therefore, Mo Xuemin did not stay in the room for long, and soon she quietly went out of the courtyard with Mo Jin.

"Miss, Miss really went out. Do you want Mo Ye to go out and have a look?" Mo Yu has been pretending to do needles and threads at the window, but in fact, he stared at Mo Xuemin's movements closely. At this time, he shouted softly.

Mo Xuetong lay on **, opened her clear water eyes, looked out of the window, and smiled faintly, "Don't go out. Someone will follow the elder sister."

Of course, there is no need to follow Mo Xuemin. Mo Xuemin must meet Sima Lingyun. Yesterday, Mo Feng was fierce and angry enough. It was impossible for Sima Lingyun to go down the mountain today. When Mo Yu invited the abbot to come, the abbot said that a fragrant guest on the mountain fell down when he went up the mountain at night, hit his head, and let them Be careful when walking on the mountain road.

"Go away from the frost leaves and say that I want to donate some sesame oil money to the temple. You can't take care of me and let her go." Mo Xuetong's weak face showed a bright smile.

"Miss, will that frost leaf also go to the prince of Zhenguo? What if she bumps into the young lady? Mo Yu asked puzzledly.

"She will definitely bump into the eldest sister, and she will also follow the eldest sister to see the prince of the town. Yesterday, she sent the sachet to Sima Lingyun. How could the eldest sister not ask about the situation?" Although Mo Xuetong was smiling, her eyes were cold. Mo Xuemin was not a reckless person. She would never move lightly in front of not knowing the truth of the matter.

In her last life, in order to put herself to death, she pressed step by step. In the end, she tore off her hypocritical mask and showed her vicious face. Her good sister would never act lightly until the last moment.

"Mo Yu, you go and prepare your clothes first. You may have to leave later. Molan will come over and help me get up and clean up." Mo Xuetong held Molan's hand and sat up slowly. She was really weak. Although the fever retreated strangely, she still didn't have any strength. She sat up and turned black in front of her eyes. Molan quickly hugged her.

"Miss, how can you go down the mountain at this time? Let's wait until tomorrow." Moran said with concern.

"No, my elder sister will go down the mountain later. I must follow her. If I don't go, I will look a little unsympathetic as a sister, and at this time." Mo Xue's lips showed a cold smile, helping Mo Lan to settle down and insist on helping her get out of bed. If something happened to Mo Xuemin, her sister would stay alone on the mountain.

In her last life, Mo Xuemin stepped on herself step by step because of a good reputation, and finally stepped into the Jiuyou hell and practiced prison. In this life, she will also destroy Mo Xuemin's good reputation step by step, tear off her disguise first, so that she can no longer cling to the noble valve and let her step into death step by step. Land.

So many people's blood debt, falling into deathly despair, hate...

Sure enough, Mo Xuetong just finished grooming here and barely ate a few pieces of pastries. There was something wrong with Mo Xuemin.

Mo Xuemin took Mo Jin out of the door and looked at the side yard. There was no one at the door of the yard and was half open, but from this perspective, you could see two guards standing in the door. It seemed to be a noble family. When Mo Xuemin and Sima Lingyun conspired, Mo Xuemin booked this yard. Ma Lingyun booked the room on the side.

But later, when he heard that this yard had lived for a long time, and he was a person who could not be offended, Sima Lingyun had no choice but to turn to the guest room on the other side.

"Miss, Miss." Mo Xuemin just raised her legs and walked a few steps in that direction. Suddenly, she heard someone shouting behind her. Looking back, she saw a maid running up behind her. She was 17 or 18 years old and was not bad, but her eyes were very flexible and enchanting. When she saw it, she immediately made Mo Xuemin no longer like her.

"Who are you?" Mo Jin stood up from her side and stopped the maid and asked in a bad tone.

"The maidservant was sent by Aunt Fang to the third lady, named Shuangye. She came with the third lady yesterday, and that thing was sent out by the maidservant." Shuangye was a person who can see the color. When he saw Mo Xuemin standing on a high step, his eyes were disdainful. He hurriedly looked left and right and lowered his voice.

The sachet arranged by Aunt Fang was designed by Mo Xuemin, but the candidate was picked by Aunt Fang. Mo Xuemin once again felt helpless for Aunt Fang's eyes. The enchanting appearance of this maid is not good to stand anywhere. Isn't it particularly eye-catching?

"Did you see the son yesterday?" Although she doesn't like it, she still has to ask something clearly.

"Yes, the son was drinking with his friends at the foot of the mountain, and the maidservant specially sent things there, and several of the sons's friends saw it." Shuangye was very happy when he thought that Aunt Fang promised her to become the young master's room after the matter was completed, and his words became closer and closer.

Mo Xuemin slowly turned her head and helped Mo Jin walk in. As soon as she saw that the young lady had allowed her to follow, she quickly trotted down.

Shuangye is no better than Qiuling. She can see the form of Mofu's backyard earlier. Following this young lady is different from the weak third lady. If Aunt Fang is corrected, the biggest in the backyard is not the eldest lady, and the young master is the eldest lady's own brother. No matter how you look at it, she will have a future with the young lady.

Sima Lingyun lived not far from Mo Xuetong's yard. Although it was living in a thing, it was starting from the room where Mo Xuetong lived, and further east was full of men's yard. Along the way, Mo Xuemin asked a few more questions about last night. She found that this Shuangye didn't know much, so she simply didn't ask. .

She plans to meet Sima Lingyun and make things clear.

Walking outside Sima Lingyun's yard, Mo Xuemin stopped and turned back to Shuangye and said faintly, "You, go in and ask the world to come out and talk." Although the mountain courtyard is quiet at this time, no one can guarantee that she will not be seen. If she goes in and is seen rashly, she will be cautious and naturally won't let herself fall into this rumor.

"Yes." Shuangye was very happy that Mo Xuemin could use herself and was eager to perform. He pushed the door directly and walked in.

After a while, he hurriedly trotted out and said, "Miss, something happened. The son of the world is injured and is still lying **."

Injured? Mo Xuemin was surprised and inexplicably felt bad. At this time, she looked left and right and didn't find anyone. She hurried in with two maids. She was panicked and eager to know the situation, so she didn't care too much.

Sima Lingyun's little fellow in the hallway was decoctioning medicine. He saw Mo Xuemin coming in and couldn't control the fire. He quickly put down the fan in his hand and came to salute Mo Xuemin urgently.

"Where's the son? Let him come out, and I'll leave after I say a few words."

"Miss Mo, the son was beaten last night, so he woke up and drank medicine and just fell asleep." The little sling was embarrassed.

Were you beaten last night? The little man's words seemed to be a huge thunder in Mo Xuetong's heart. In a hurry, she held Mo Jin's hand and squeezed it tightly, trying to suppress the panic at the bottom of her heart, and asked eagerly, "What happened to that matter? Is everything going well?"

Mo Jin was pinched by her and didn't dare to say anything. She only frowned and endured.

Mo Xuemin doesn't care about who was beaten by Sima Lingyun and for what reason. What she wants to hear most now is that everything is going well. Mo Xuetong fell smoothly. The bad feeling in her heart is so strong that her face unconsciously turned pale.

"No, the son was beaten before he saw Miss Mo San last night, and the son's friend also ran away angrily when he saw the note in the sachet." The little man saw Sima Lingyun's two brothers read the note and walked away angrily. Up to now, he doesn't know what was written on it, which can make the two people hate like that. When he left, he stared at himself as if he were an enemy. The little man still thinks of it and feels trembling.

When did you have a note in the sachet?

"Mojin, let's go." Mo Xuemin gritted her teeth and panicked. She didn't feel well. She didn't have time to ask more questions and turned around and was about to leave.

"Yo, it's really that Miss Mo came to meet the prince of Zhenguo. Don't worry that the prince suffered last night and caught up with the mountain early this morning. Don't you believe it? How about it? I'm willing to lose the bet. Remember to lose ten taels of silver from me. A slightly frivolous sound came from the door.

Mo Xuemin's body softened and almost fainted.