Ling Wushuang grabbed Xuanyuan Mo's hand and tightened it, comforted softly: "Mo, I believe your intuition. However, we should first remove the flies and then go to the bamboo house to find out what happened." Xuanyuan Mo covered his hand and nodded, "Oh" and said.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his breath and jumped towards the dozens of strong men. With a wave of his sleeves, the strong men suddenly turned into dust and disappeared.

They left the world quietly without even a cry of pain.

For those strong men, Ling Wushuang did not feel any sympathy. Although they were innocent, after all, they were from the Prime Minister's Mansion and even the minions of Prime Minister Ke!

Losing your life is due to their fate, and you can't blame others!

If you really want to blame them, you can only blame them for their wrong master.

Seeing Xuanyuan Mo gesture to her, Ling Wushuang tapped her toes and floated to Xuanyuan Mo.

"Cen'er, after drinking this bowl of chicken soup, you will be relieved!" Qiao Shi shed tears, her hands trembling, and holding the steaming soup in the bowl of Shang, she arrived in front of Ke Meicen Zhu's couch, "Don't be afraid, my mother won't let you go on the road alone. In this life, my mother owe you a lot, how can I bear it, how can I bear to watch you go to that cold place alone!"

The woman stood on the side of the bamboo couch. When she heard what Qiao said, she shook her head and opened her mouth to make a continuous sound of "Aiya..."

"Xiuzhu, I don't want to treat Cen'er like this, but what can I do?" Qiao looked at the woman with tears in her eyes, with endless sorrow in her voice, "The queen wants Cen'er to die, who can disobey her order? The master really has no choice but to listen to the queen and make Cen'er lose his life." Qiao said in tears, but the woman still shook her head and said in tears, "Ahhh..."

Qiao put the soup bowl on the bamboo short table beside Ke Meichen, raised her sleeve and wiped it on the corner of her eyes, and turned to the woman: "Xiuzhu, what happened back then, you girls were punished by me. That was my fault! If I tried my best to stop Weier from coming up with the idea, I would not have caused you four girls, and Cen'er's wet nurse to die and be disabled... Now, everything is over now, I, I..." Qiao wanted to say sorry to the woman, but she could not speak. After all, she is the master and the woman is a servant. Since ancient times, even if the master is wrong, he has never apologized and apologized to a slave.

The woman cried and shook her head.

She did not complain or hate what happened to her back then.

She is a girl, the girl who serves her master. If the master encounters trouble, she has to bear it together.

However, she resented the master and hated the master. She hated the second lady who seemed kind and kind but had a deep scheming; she hated everyone in the prime minister's house even more.

Because of them, her master encountered so many injustice.

"Cen'er, come and have a sip. After drinking it, you won't be in pain anymore!" Qiao blamed himself for the woman for a while, turned around and picked up the soup bowl on the low table, scooped a small spoon, and prepared to feed it into Ke Meichen's mouth. "Your heart is so cruel!" The sudden woman's voice was shocked that the soup bowl and spoon in Qiao's hand fell to the ground.

The chicken soup poured on the ground instantly penetrated into the soil.

"You, who are you?" Qiao's face turned gray. She stood up and looked at the woman standing at the door.

Although the dress on a woman's body was so ragged, it did not affect her beauty.

Why do she think this woman is familiar?

Ling Wushuang pursed her red lips slightly. She did not answer Qiao's question, but walked forward, bent down and picked up the soup bowl on the ground, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it gently. She immediately changed her face, straightened her waist, faced Qiao's, and said coldly: "Is this what a mother should do?" Ling Wushuang put the soup bowl on a short table, "Qingcheng Tears, are you actually crying for your daughter?"

"Qingcheng Tears" are particularly toxic. The implementer can take his life by putting a little into the food or soup. Such sinister medicines often appear in the backyards of wealthy families.

In order to compete for the sake of *, whoever has some means will not prepare one for yourself?

"You, you..." Qiao's lips trembled, and she retreated repeatedly, falling on the couch, and she felt hoarse and didn't know how to defend herself. "Do you want to ask me how I know this medicine, whether it is or not?" Ling Wushuang approached Qiao's. "Although this medicine is expensive and not something that ordinary people can know, since it can appear in your hands, why can't I tell it?"

Xuanyuan Mo stood outside the bamboo gate and did not enter the house with Ling Wushuang.

He was about to see his mother. He felt a deep surprise but also a sense of fear.

The mother whom he had been calling in his dream for many years and the mother whom he could not find for many years could be seen immediately as long as he stepped into this door. However, his legs were like lead, but he could not take a step.

He was afraid, afraid of everything he saw in front of him. Therefore, he was frightened and his heart was up and down.

He was afraid that the scene he saw would make him furious and destroy all living things in this world.

The old palace maid, the wet nurse who was taken back to the Qinglian Villa by Bing and Han, and the woman she met by the stream just now, had no choice but to think about the misfortune.

What to do? Does he want to go in? Do you want it?

With his hands hanging down beside him, he clenched into fists, Xuanyuan Mo hesitated whether he would take this step.

Qiao remembered, and remembered who was the beautiful woman standing in front of her. She trembled and asked tentatively: "You, are you Princess Lu?" At the palace banquet, she had seen this woman before, but she didn't expect her to appear here. Qiao felt a chill in her heart. Ling Wushuang chuckled, "So the Prime Minister's wife knows this princess?"

Before Qiao responded, Ling Wushuang's smile appeared on her face and then said, "For your own interests, you have to do such a bad thing. Aren't you afraid of the sky hitting the thunder?" Speaking of this, Ling Wushuang shook his head, and his voice was ridiculed, "Oh, this princess was wrong. You shouldn't have been afraid of taking that sinful step back then, otherwise you will still be alive. But you shouldn't have been ruthless against my prince again and again, and finally, you are afraid that the matter will be exposed. You must have removed my prince's mother!"

Xuanyuan Mo finally stepped into the house, but his eyes did not look at the woman sitting on the couch, but looked at Qiao and said coldly: "You said, what should I do to you?"

At this moment, the air in the house suddenly condensed!

Qiao couldn't believe what she saw. King Lu and King Qi looked almost exactly the same. When she took a car out of the prime minister's mansion that day, she heard the people on the street discussing each other. Is King Lu? Qiao stood up and walked two difficult steps towards Xuanyuan Mo. "Child!" Qiao's voice was full of pain, "Child, it's good that you're okay! Over the years, you mother and son have suffered!" She stared at Xuanyuan Mo and stretched out her hand, as if she was going to touch his face through the sunshine shining into the bamboo house. "Your face is fine, you are not stupid, you..."

"Enough!" Xuanyuan Mo roared in a deep voice: "What qualifications do you have to say these words to me? Who are you from me? Ah? I don't need to put away your false benevolence and righteousness!" My memories like nightmares when I was young were revealed again. How could Xuanyuan Mo not hate him? He was a little bitched by the queen. Every night on the full moon, he suffered the bone-eroding pain. Then the bedroom fire broke out, so that he had to cover his face with a mask and pretend to be stupid. At that time, someone cared about him. No, not a single person!

Other brothers are protected by their mother, but he doesn’t!

He is an unidentified prince, a down-and-out prince who is not liked by his father and is not favored by his brothers, and a fool who is bullied by others!

Thinking of these, Xuanyuan Mo's heart hurts so much.

"Yaaaaa..."

"Mother!" Ling Wushuang has been in the house since the beginning, and has only been chasing Qiao, but has not looked at the woman on the bamboo couch. At this moment, he heard a babbling sound that is different from a woman. Zhu raised his eyes and looked over, and his eyes were sour. She felt that she only wanted to kill people at this moment, even if she tried her best to kill, she would kill those unkind and righteous evil people in the prime minister's house!

The woman sitting on the couch looked exactly the same as the queen. No, she should be said to be more delicate than the queen. However, her hair was white, her eyes were full of brightness, and she was like a soulless doll, holding a soft pillow in her arms and coaxing her softly. The babbling sound from her mouth turned out to be "Good baby, don't be afraid, my mother is here..." This is the mother who gave birth to a silly big man. As Ling Wushuang looked at it, the tears in her eyes couldn't help but fall.

Xuanyuan Mo heard the sound of Ling Wushuang calling out, his gaze moved away from Qiao and looked towards the direction of the bamboo couch.

Suddenly, his heart stinged as if he had fallen into the ice valley, and his whole body trembled constantly.

He raised his head and prevented the wetness from surging out in his eyes, as if only in this way could he suppress the grief in his heart.

Mother's mother, whose hair is white, her mouth cannot be spoken, and her silly woman is his mother? How can he accept this? Grief, hatred, and pain swallowed his heart like flames, burning all his reason to ashes in an instant. He turned to Qiao and shouted: "Why? Why do you treat her like this? Tell me, what is this for?"

The tears in Qiao's eyes never stopped. The corners of her mouth moved, and she trembled and didn't know how to explain to the tall man who questioned her in front of her.

"You can't say it, right? Haha!" Xuanyuan Mo laughed out loud, laughing like a demon king, "You can't say it? You can't say it? I think you don't know where to start, right?" Retracting the laughter, Xuanyuan Mo's murderous aura was overflowing, and immediately a strong wind in the bamboo house suddenly rose, "I want you to die! You are not worthy of being a mother! You are not worthy of!" Mo's hair flew, showing his arrogance.

"Ah!" As if feeling something, Ke Meichen screamed in fear and curled up with the soft pillow in his arms, "Don't be afraid of Mother, he is Mo, your son, he wants to avenge you, don't be afraid!" Ling Wushuang said to comfort the white-haired woman on the couch. This was the silly mother, that is, her mother. From now on, she will treat this miserable woman like her own mother.

Clinker, Ling Wushuang's persuasion made Ke Meichen even more frightened. She hugged the soft pillow in her arms tightly and made another terrifying sound.

"Mother, don't you want Mo to avenge you? Is it? If so, you nod." Ling Wushuang asked, and the answer to her was still the continuous sound of terror.

She knew that family affection and friendship do exist for those who value love and friendship.

"I want you to die!" Xuanyuan Mo raised his palm and was covered in a slaughter, trying to hit Qiao, "Mo, stop!" Ling Wushuang walked towards Xuanyuan Mo and stopped beside him, "Mo Mom doesn't want you to hurt her!" The one she said in her mouth, Xuanyuan Mo knew that he was referring to Qiao, but now he has become a demon, so how could he listen to Ling Wushuang's words?

Ling Wushuang was stunned. She had never seen such a strange Xuanyuan Mo.

So sad, so confused, so angry.

She stared at him.

He stared at him who was bullied and only knew how to hold his head and cry.

He stared at him standing with his hands behind his back, and was so charming and unrestrained.

He stared at the hanging in the air, playing the piano in the lotus pond, and was elegant and gentle.

Staring at the dungeon of Prince Li’s Mansion, he was domineering.

At this moment, he was strange. He had already transformed into a demon, as if he was about to destroy the world.

"Mo, no! If you really take action, your mother will be very sad!" Ling Wushuang tried to change back to Xuanyuan Mo's mind.

Qiao deserves to die, and she wishes to end Qiao with one palm. But she can't do this, and he can't do that.

It was just because of their mother that she didn't want Qiao to die.

Qiao fell to the ground, and she had no strength to cry. The daughter, who was deeply hurt by her and was suffering from her family, couldn't bear to watch her die.

She is not worthy of being a mother, she is not worthy of being a mother!

Xuanyuan Mo hesitated in his heart. He seemed to have heard his lover's persuasion and advised him not to take action. However, what should he do if the hatred and pain in his heart are? He slowly raised his hand and wanted to cover Qiao's head.

"Mother!" Just as Xuanyuan Mo was about to cover Qiao's head, an unexpected scene happened. Ke Meichen held the soft pillow in his arms, put the bamboo couch barefoot on Qiao's body, and threw it down. Ling Wushuang screamed in surprise, jumped quickly to Qiao's side, lifted up his true energy, and pulled the two people on the ground away.

It's so lingering, it's really so lingering!

If she hadn't been quick-witted and quick-witted, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Ling Wushuang felt scared.

In order to lift Ke Meichen and Qiao away, and the incident happened suddenly, she felt weak all over and sat softly on the ground. "Shuang'er!" Xuanyuan Mo finally came back from the devil's madness. He panicked and hurriedly stepped to Ling Wushuang, picked her up, and put it on the couch, "You, are you okay?" Ling Wushuang smiled slightly and shook her head, "I'm fine, go quickly, go and see if my mother is injured!"

"Yeah!" Xuanyuan Mo nodded with concern in his eyes and was very upset. He almost died, his lover and child died under his control. Why was he so trash?

When the woman saw Ke Meichen rushing towards the bamboo couch and pounced on Qiao, she was so scared that she collapsed to the ground.

"Yiyaya..." She saw Ke Meichen lying on the ground looking for things everywhere. She ignored the tears on her face, hurriedly picked up the soft pillow that fell beside her, got up and handed it to Ke Meichen's hand, "Yiyayayaya..." Ke Meichen smiled, her smile was very beautiful and gentle. She held the soft pillow in her arms and patted it gently, making babbling sounds from her mouth from time to time.

Xuanyuan Mo stood quietly in front of Ke Meicen, watching her holding the soft pillow and coaxing her softly.

He understood that in her heart, it was not a soft pillow, but him, a child. He shouldn't hesitate, he shouldn't think about anything that is not there. No matter what the mother becomes, he is his mother. What he should hate are those evil people who harmed her to such a situation!

In an instant, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

If the heartache that he felt outside the bamboo house was because he felt that his mother was in danger. Then the tears were flowing at this moment, the pain that he had suffered for his mother was constantly eroding his heart, which made the tears in his eyes unable to stop.

"Mother, I will take you away and take you out of here!"

Ke Meichen was very quiet. She didn't struggle. She hugged the soft pillow in her arms and stood up quietly by Xuanyuan Mo.

"Child, please promise me not to hurt your uncle and others. They were forced to do the wrong thing that happened back then. Please promise me, okay?" Qiao fell on the ground, raised her head, and looked at Xuanyuan Mo's eyes full of begging.

"Since you have a mother-daughter relationship with my mother and mother, I have spared your life today. You are not satisfied and you still want to plead for others. Do you think I am easy to bully me? Or should they not pay the price for their original actions? By the way, I will tell you that Prime Minister Ke can only lie on the top of the house and let his servants serve him. Do you think I am kind enough to him?" Hearing the words of Qiao's ears, she suddenly felt uncomfortable as if she was pricked by her whole heart.

"Forget it, forgot! Just pretend I haven't said it!" Qiao's voice was hoarse, and she whispered, lowering her head and saying no more.

There is a cause and a result. She should have known it long ago, so why did she say something to the child?
To be continued...