Chapter 97 For Help

In the afternoon, Mo Qingcheng lay on the bed and took a nap. When he woke up, he saw Yaner standing aside and seemed to have something to say.

"Yan'er, has the general come back?" Mo Qingcheng rubbed his eyes and got out of bed.

"Not yet!" Yan'er took a look at Mo Qingcheng and stopped talking.

"Can someone be sent back?" Mo Qingcheng frowned slightly. Did something happen in the palace?

"No, but the Great Prince's Mansion sent someone!" After thinking about it for a moment, Yaner still decided to tell her.

The Great Prince's Mansion? Mo Qingcheng was a little frightened and said solemnly, "But the person sent by the eldest prince and concubine?" Since Liu Qing lived in the eldest prince's mansion, she began to worry that their mother would be unfavorable to An Xian.

Yan'er's black eyes looked straight at Mo Qingcheng and said carefully, "It's the side concubine, saying yes... Master Mo is gone!"

"When did it happen?" Mo Qingcheng was stunned. Wasn't Mo Ruwen locked up? Did he commit suicide in fear of crime? It is impossible. With his character, he will not give up even if he can live one more second. Moreover, he did not commit a death penalty. Since the emperor has ordered to raid the family, he will not investigate this matter again. When the time comes, he will naturally be released. He has no reason to commit suicide at all.

"Half an hour ago!" Seeing Mo Qingcheng sitting at the table, Yan'er quickly picked up the teapot on the table and gently held up a cup and handed it to her.

Mo Qingcheng's curved thin eyebrows frowned slightly, took a sip of the tea in Yan'er's hand, and fell into meditation. After only two days, such a big change happened to the Mo family, which was really a little difficult for her to accept. Although the Mo family is unkind and unrighteous to her, at least Mo Ruwen has been his father for more than ten years. No matter how ruthless they are, they are half of their mother's family.

"I heard that Mrs. Mo is in pain and can't be a director at all. The side concubine has no experience in this aspect, so I want to ask my wife to preside over the funeral." Yan'er's bright eyes stared at Mo Qingcheng. Although she usually hates Mo Qingwu, she did not show much dissatisfaction today for the sake of the deceased.

"Does the eldest prince care about this?" Mo Qingcheng was a little surprised. She had nothing to do with the Mo family. It was reasonable that Mo Qingwu should not let herself help.

"I don't know. The girl is still waiting outside. Why don't you call her in and ask?" Yan'er glanced at her and asked tentatively. She knew that her wife had a bad relationship with the Mo family, so she didn't bring the girl in directly before.

Mo Qingcheng nodded, stroked his sleeves and said, "Since you have been waiting for so long, let her in!"

Yan'er promised to go out, and soon brought in a twelve- or three-year-old girl. The girl was wearing a plain long cotton-padded coat and simply combed two buns. She looked decent. As soon as she saw Mo Qingcheng, she knelt on the ground, and tears drowned her clear eyes like a lake. "Miss, please Help the second lady!"

"You are..." As soon as Mo Qingcheng heard her call himself a young lady, he didn't realize that he had a lot of eyes on her. He just looked familiar and couldn't remember where he had seen her for a moment.

"Doesn't you remember the maidservant, Miss?" The girl wiped her tears and moved forward a few steps so that Mo Qingcheng can see herself clearly.

"Are you the third daughter of Mrs. Wang?" Mo Qingcheng's handsome eyebrows twisted. Before she got married, Du Kuan had just gone to Mo's house to serve her. In the past two years, she had grown up and almost didn't know her.

"It's the slave!" Seeing that Mo Qingcheng recognized himself, Du Kuan smiled happily, with two shallow dimples on his face.

"Didn't you get kicked out of Mofu by Liu Qing? Why did she arouse you again?" Mo Qingcheng looked at the cuckoo in surprise and helped her up. Mrs. Wang was the mother who personally chose when she was alive. As soon as her mother left, Liu Qing dismissed their mother and daughter with unclean hands and feet. According to reason, they should hate Liu Qing to death. How can they ask for help for them now?

Dujuan felt very sad, and his tears climbed down along his cheeks like two small insects. "After my mother and I were kicked out of Mofu, our family cut off our financial resources. After knowing this, the master specially sent us money and arranged a shop to work. Although we resent your wife, the master is a good man, young lady. Although you are not from the Mo family now, for the sake of living in the Mo family for more than ten years, you can send the master the last journey!"

"Where's the eldest prince? Doesn't he care?" Mo Qingwu frowned and the corners of her mouth sank slightly. She was a little moved. Although Liu Qing and Mo Qingwu often calculated themselves, Mo Ruwen was also very indifferent and never fulfilled their duty as a father, as Dujuan said, she had also lived in the Mo family for more than ten years. If she stood by at this time, she would really be said by outsiders. It's unfilial and unrighteous, and I'm afraid even the general's mansion will be ashamed!

"Recently, the eldest prince couldn't get rid of the matter of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, so he asked the imperial concubine to help take care of it, but the imperial concubine was not in good health and had been taken back to her home. The side concubine didn't want outsiders to help, so she wanted you to take care of it for her." The cuckoo lowered his head, and his voice was mixed with a strong nasal sound.

Mo Qingcheng's thin lips raised slightly and sneered. Isn't it just a lack of money? After all, the Mo family is also a big family. Everything pays attention to a show. Naturally, it can't be vague when holding a funeral. The eldest prince is already empty. Not to mention that Shen Muqi doesn't have so much money. Even if he has, he may not be willing to take it. Come out. The Mo family has long been isolated and helpless, and no one is willing to make a member, so it reminds me of my adopted daughter. In the final analysis, I am also an outsider!

"Du Kuan, tell me honestly, does this mean by Liu Qing or Mo Qingwu?" A trace of gloomy flashed on Mo Qingcheng's face. I'm afraid this is not Mo Qingwu's idea. Mo Qingwu is arrogant and makes it more difficult for her to ask for someone than to ascend to the sky, not to mention beg herself, the person she has always wanted to die!

"Yes... it means madam", Du Juan's beautiful face changed slightly, and her body was stiff. She quickly explained, "Although Madam is not good-hearted, it is also for the master!"

"Since she begged me, why didn't she come to the door in person?" Mo Qingcheng's eyes showed a smile, suddenly stroked her sleeves, walked to the soft couch, and sat down by her sleeves. "Dujuan, you don't know what she did to my mother. If she wants to ask me for help, she must show some sincerity. Now it's too unwise for her to send you as a girl to make peace. !"

The cuckoo was speechless and stood there at a loss. His face was extremely unnatural, and the panic and helplessness in his eyes were clear.

"Falling!" A hoarse and pretentious voice suddenly sounded in the air. Mo Qingcheng looked up and saw Liu Qing's tired face and red and swollen eyes coming in. She frowned and looked worried. Obviously, she was worried about Mo Ruwen's funeral.

"Madam..." Du Yan shouted in a low voice and looked at Liu Qing helplessly.

Liu Qing looked at her with disgust and cursed in his heart, "I haven't been back for a long time. It's really not enough!" In fact, she has long known that Mo Qingcheng would not agree to her request so easily, so she first sent Du Juan to soften Mo Qingcheng. When the time is almost up, she will be soft. If Mo Qingcheng does not waver, it will not only be scolded by Mo Qingcheng, but also the whole general's mansion. Presumably Mo Qingcheng will not be so disrespectful!

There was a cold light in Mo Qingcheng's cold eyes, and she didn't get up. She leaned on the couch and said lazily, "Mrs. Mo didn't inform me in advance, so that I can send someone to pick you up!"

Liu Qingqiang resisted the anger and unwillingness in his heart, pulled out a stiff smile and said softly, "I dare not bother!"

As her acquaintance, Mo Qingcheng raised her eyebrows and smiled charmingly. She slowly got up, walked to the table, picked up the teapot and poured a glass of water. She smiled, "Sit down, drink a cup of tea first, and taste the tea in our general's mansion compared with Mo's mansion."

Liu Qing sat down hesitantly, picked up the tea on the table and took a sip. He smiled and said, "The tea in the general's mansion is still delicious!"

"Since I married to the general's mansion, it's the first time that someone from the Mo family has come here!" Mo Qingcheng hooked his lips and smiled deeply. This clearly means that Liu Qing will not go to the Three Treasures Hall if he has nothing to do!

"Our master has been busy with the marriage of the eldest prince before, and I'm not in good physical well, so I haven't come over!" Liu Qing's smile froze on his face and gently put the teacup on the table for fear of shocking Mo Qingcheng.

The way she nodded and bowed today is as refreshing as usual, which is simply different from two people! There is nothing she can do. She must hold back her breath for the funeral of the master.

Seeing Liu Qing's appearance, Mo Qingcheng suddenly felt much relieved. Her thin lips raised slightly with a gentle smile, but she looked extremely indifferent. "Yes, Mo Qingwu is the real young lady of the Mo family. I'm just an adopted daughter. What's the reason for you to come to see me!"

"Qingcheng, what happened before is my fault. For the sake of the dead master, help us this time, and the master can also be at peace under the nine springs!" As Liu Qing said, his face suddenly changed, and there was a sad look in his eyes, and tears flowed out.

"That's all. Since my wife said so, how can I not help?" Mo Qingcheng smiled meaningfully, and his dark eyes became more and more fierce.

"I knew you were not a hard-hearted person, and it was in vain for the Mo family to raise you for so many years!" The tears on Liu Qing's face have disappeared, and his face is still a fake smile.

Mo Qingcheng's thin lips raised and said helplessly, "I don't know anything about the hosting of the host. You have been in charge of the Mo family for many years, and you have to take charge of the funeral. I will ask Zhong Sheng, the housekeeper of the house, to help you. You don't have to worry about silver and manpower. Just talk to the housekeeper Zhong. This is all. My heart!"

Liu Qing smiled when he heard this, and his dark eyes suddenly flashed with excitement. It didn't matter if Mo Qingcheng could intervene. As long as she took out the silver, she didn't expect Mo Qingcheng to really help! She forced a few words of gratitude with a smile, and hurriedly pulled the cuckoo back to the eldest prince's mansion.

Mo Qingcheng looked at her back, which was a little flustered because of excitement, and sneered. I'm afraid the matter between them is not over!