Chapter 569 Anger, Grandson Hold

Mo Xuetong asked Luo Mingzhu to wait in the yard. She went to Feng Jueran's Jinwei Pavilion in the front yard to talk, rejected Feng Jueran's kindness and planned to go back by himself. No matter what, this matter was the housework of the Duke of the State, and it was also an inner house matter. It was extremely inappropriate for Feng Jueran to follow a prince to come forward.

When Mo Xuetong was ready, Luo Mingzhu hurriedly used the meal and came to the Fugong Mansion.

In half an hour, the carriage slowly stopped in front of the Fugong Mansion.

The servants guarded the door saw that the two aunts had returned and immediately reported to them. After a while, Mother Shen, who was beside the old lady, greeted her at the gate.

"See Princess Xuan, see Miss Er." Seeing that the two had got out of the car, Mother Shen hurried over to salute, but her face was not very good, and her expression was a little more depressed than usual.

"M Mother Shen, how is grandma? And big brother..." Luo Mingzhu saw that Mother Shen looked wrong, and her face immediately changed. She took Mother Shen's hand and asked.

"Second cousin, my grandmother just felt a little cold. It's okay. The eldest cousin will take care of it inside." Mo Xuetong gently interrupted her and took her hand and walked in.

Luo Mingzhu also suddenly realized that it was still at the door of the house. She smiled at Mother Shen and said nothing more. The group hurried in.

In the old woman's yard, the maid had been guarding under the curtain for a long time. Seeing Mo Xuetong and Luo Mingzhu coming in, she quickly raised the curtain.

All the people brought were left in the yard. Even Mo Ye and Molan also stayed outside the door with everyone. Luo Mingzhu opened the curtain and Mo Xuetong went in. As soon as she entered the door, she saw the old lady sitting alone in front of the couch. On the other side, Mrs. Qu stood timidly on the side, and Luo Wenyou was kneeling on the ground. .

The old woman's face has always shown a stern look. Her face is gloomy, and her wrinkled face looks particularly old and haggard, but her white hair is neatly combed, matched with her straight waist, which makes people feel a little more old and lonely for no reason, and even a little late. I think my grandmother is really old!

Mo Xuetong's nose was sore and almost burst into tears. Her body was soft and she almost fell down. If it hadn't been for Luo Mingzhu's quick hand and holding her, she would have fallen directly into the door. In the last life, when she finally saw her grandmother, she seemed to be the same. Even when she was finally gone, her grandmother kept it. With the decentness of her duchess.

"Grandma!"

"Grandma!"

Luo Mingzhu's eyes turned red early. The two of them shouted together and came to the old man, but they were choked but could no longer speak. This lonely old man seemed to be strong, but in fact he was extremely weak, but he still forced himself not to fall down.

"Pupil, Pearl, why are you here?" When the old lady saw the two of them come in, a trace of gentleness flashed in her eyes and called them.

"Grandma, cousin Tong and I were thinking about coming to see my grandmother again for a while. I couldn't wait for someone." Luo Mingzhu looked left and right when she spoke, but didn't find Yun Ya. Her eyes fell on her mother's face with dissatisfaction, and her eyes were unconsciously angry. If her mother hadn't contributed to this matter, things would not have reached this point.

"Big cousin, what's wrong?" Mo Xuetong helped the old lady and sat still beside her. She looked at Luo Wenyou, who was still bowing her head, and asked gently. Her identity was normal to be placed there, even if she had received the courtesy of Luo Wenyou. Mrs. Qu looked at the side and finally made no sound. Instead, she lowered her head in her daughter's reproachful eyes.

How can she be blamed for this? If it's different, Yunya will only have a dead end. As an aunt, she really can't be cruel.

When Luo Wenyou heard the question, there was a little embarrassment in his eyes, but he still raised his head, looked at the old man, and said in a low voice, "Grandma, it's all about the grandson. After drinking, he lost his virtue and missed his life. Naturally, he should take responsibility for it. Please ask his grandmother to agree."

He knew that he was at a loss. In any case, he pulled the girl into the room after drinking. It doesn't matter whether there is really anything. The important thing is that the girl he killed is lost her. A man must shoulder this responsibility. Although he doesn't want the two girls to see this kind of thing, he looks at Mo Xue. The trend of Tong and Luo Mingzhu's coming in also knew that the two must know, so they no longer hide it.

The old man's face turned pale, and his body shook, and he almost couldn't concentrate. If Mo Xuetong hadn't been paying attention to her and hurriedly stretched out his hand, the old man would have been stuffy. He covered his chest with one hand and pointed to Luo Wenyou. He could hardly say anything: "You... How could you be like this... You were plotted. I don't know yet, but I dared to ask her to enter the door..."

The old man was really about to go crazy by this grandson who went to the dark. If he had known that this grandson was too square to read, he would never have thought that he would not ask about the story now. Instead, he felt that it was his fault. He must admit Yunya into the door first. The main room had not yet entered the door, but the concubine crossed her head. This is the auxiliary country. The old man will not agree to the scandal of the government in any case.

Moreover, there are more doubts about this matter. How could Yunya appear to grab the other side at that time, saying that she had gone to see if the second master had returned home for Mrs. Qu? Her temporary niece didn't sleep in the middle of the night. Why did she go to see her uncle? This doesn't make sense, but what doesn't make sense is that Luo Wenyou even more scramble for it. Responsible, why don't you let the old man almost go over angrily?

"It's all grandchildren. If it weren't for Sun'er, Miss Yun wouldn't... always be responsible for grandchildren!" Luo Wenyou kowtowed heavily and raised his head firmly.

"You...you..." The old woman covered her chest and couldn't speak. Mo Xuetong quickly reached out and held her back for her and said softly, "Grandmother, take a breath first and let Tonger ask her cousin how it's okay?"

The old man's current condition is obviously not very good. His eyes are congested with some dark red. Mo Xuetong's hand was put on and found that her pulse was also beating wildly. If such symptoms are delayed, it would be a stroke. Why didn't Mo Xuetong be anxious? Now he comforted the old man first.

"Grandma, take a break and ask cousin Tong to say that she has something to say." Seeing the old man like this, Luo Mingzhu didn't care about anything else. She sat over, patted the old man on the shoulder and said eagerly.

Mrs Qu, standing aside, saw that the old lady was so angry. She moved her feet uneasily, bit her lips, and lowered her head again. Now, she can't look back. If Luo Wenyou really doesn't let Yunya enter the door, a woman who has lost her reputation will only die. How can she be worthy of her own relatives? Sister.

The old man finally recovered, looked at Mo Xuetong, patted her hand, leaned on the bed, closed her eyes and stopped talking. Mother Shen hurriedly took the pillow cushion behind her and looked at Luo Wenyou, who was kneeling on the ground with dissatisfaction. Although she didn't say anything, she scolded. The meaning is obvious.

Luo Wenyou also grew up. She has always been clever and sensible in front of the old woman. Why is she so hard today? A big family with a little face will not let a concubine enter the main room before the main room, which breaks the rules between the concubines. Not much, that is a disaster in the backyard.

Why can't the son understand!

Looking at the old lady's appearance of being disposed of by her, Mo Xuetong sat down again. She coldly looked at Mrs. Qu standing aside and Luo Wenyou, who was still kneeling in front of the old lady's bed. A sharp look flashed in her eyes and raised her eyebrows slightly: "Big cousin, what are you doing? Could it be that if your grandmother doesn't agree, you will kneel down here and let your grandmother bear a merciful reputation? Is this forcing your grandmother?"

What she said was fierce. In just one sentence, Luo Wenyou couldn't kneel down. Mrs. Qu, who stood aside, also changed her face. In her heart, Mo Xuetong has always been smiling. Her delicate niece knows that she is now Princess Xuan, and she has never put on airs.

He never thought that Mo Xuetong had such a sharp side. Just now, she was relieved because the old woman threw the matter to Mo Xuetong because she didn't want to care about it. At this time, she immediately mentioned it in her heart.

"Big brother, are you kneeling to me and my cousin Tong?" Luo Mingzhu was also full of displeasure at this time and said coldly.

Luo Wenyou couldn't kneel any longer, so he had to stand up with the corner of the table on one side.

"Second aunt, big cousin, please sit down first." Mo Xuetong said faintly. Looking at the appearance of Luo Wenyou and Mrs. Qu, it was clear that she did not shed tears without the coffin. That Yunya was really calculating, but the eldest brother was too straightforward, while the second aunt had her own thoughts.

Seeing her like this, Luo Wenyou and Mrs. Qu couldn't say anything more and sat down on their own side.

"Second aunt, why doesn't Miss Yun sleep at this time? I heard that it was a little late at that time!" Mo Xuetong turned to Mrs. Qu and prepared to dig an opening from Mrs. Qu.

Mrs. Qu was stunned. She didn't expect Mo Xuetong to find herself first. The corners of her eyes moved. She sighed and said, "It wouldn't have been so late. She just talked to me, and she said it was far away. Therefore, she said it was late. Who knew that this would happen? If I had known that this would happen, I would have let Yaer go back earlier, but Pity for her innocent girl..."

Luo Wenyou said this with a little more guilt, his face turned red and he lowered his head.

"Mom, even if you asked cousin Yun to talk more, let her see if her father came back? She is a boudoir. Why does she have something to do with her father? Is it possible that she has never learned etiquette? Or does she have ulterior motives? What are you going to do with your father in the middle of the night!"

Luo Mingzhu said in a hate voice. She hated Yunya. If she had known that she was uneasy, she would still do such a thing with her mother, and the mother would also die. She didn't know how her father and grandmother would deal with her mother. At this time, there was no one else in the room, and how could she say anything nice.

For no reason, a lady went to the study at the second door to find her uncle, and it was three times in the middle of the night, which didn't make sense anyway.