Mo Hong was confident and confident.

Lu Bingcheng looked at his arrogant look and glanced at Song Haiyun, frowned.

He waved his hand to let his servants go down, and was about to speak out that the elders agreed to Ji Wennuan and him to compete fairly for the position of the patriarch to make him sober. Song Haiyun seemed to feel something and said in front of him: "What a good son of mother's filial piety. I have something to discuss with your master. Go out and wait for me!"

When Song Haiyun spoke, he stroked his face with his hands, as if he was a gentle mother.

"My mother and her master discuss what I can't listen to?"

Song Haiyun repeated it all the time, "Be good."

Mo Hongshen left.

Song Haiyun looked at Mo Hongshen's tall and handsome back, and his eyes became gentler and proud.

"Why don't you tell him that the lady and the saint-girl may run for the position of patriarch with him? He should know that it feels a little oppressed!"

"He must be unhappy if he knows it, and with his temper, he doesn't know what will happen!"

Lu Bingcheng couldn't listen, "He just lets you go, and he was spoiled by you again, so he can achieve this virtue. You have to tell me earlier, I--"

"How are you? What's wrong with him? Is it bad to follow me? If he doesn't follow me, you should worry about having nightmares every night. Hong'er is very good, look how filial he is!"

Not afraid of godly opponents, but fear of teammates like pigs.

Lu Bingcheng felt even more irritable when he saw that Mo Hongshen and Song Haiyun were both like this.

Regarding Mo Hongshen's affairs, Lu Bingcheng's opinions on Song Haiyun were extremely large.

She wanted to tell him earlier that he would definitely be the more harsh butler Mo Hongshen and would not make him such a waste.

Since I have been hiding it until now, I shouldn’t say it, so I will say it at this time.

"What I said is not the appearance, it is personality, it is talent. Look at Mingcang, he just follows me, how capable he is. Why did I have sex with you? You know it. If it weren't for your tricks, I would never have touched you. At that time, the patriarch had not died yet, and you were not without a man. You are a woman, so can't stand loneliness? Do you know how to write the word "shame"? Do you think you are right, you are so righteous, do you dare to let the prince know about you and those men?"

Lu Bingcheng is not stupid. He has something to do with Song Haiyun, but he never thought of having that kind of relationship.

He looked at Song Haiyun, and the hatred erupted in his eyes and found that, "If it weren't for you, my wife wouldn't have died. My relationship with Mingcang and the Yao family would not be as stiff as it is now!"

"Don't blame me for these bad things. Mrs. Lu's death was caused by your plan. What does it have to do with me? You said I can't stand loneliness and feel ashamed. What about you? The first time I took the initiative to seduce you, and you basically came to me later. If you blame me, you should blame me. You are too good and comfortable to serve you. You can't stop and you can't help but look for me. Otherwise, how could Mrs. Lu find out about us?"

Lu Bingcheng, who was poked, turned red with anger and pointed at Song Haiyun, "You, you... I'll let the prince come in and listen, how his mother spoke?"

"Lu Bingcheng!"

Song Haiyun had a panic on his face.

Mo Hongshen grew up in the Mo tribe. He was the same as Lu Bingcheng in matters of men and women. He felt that women should follow the three virtues and keep their bodies as jade.

She certainly couldn't let him know the absurd things she did.

Lu Bingcheng saw Song Haiyun panic and frowned slightly, "Threatening me, right? Yes! But you have to know that if the news that the prince is my son is spread, the most unlucky person who is hurt the most is not me, but the prince. You know what I have always thought, the prince is my son, and we are people on the same boat. I definitely hope he is good. Even if you don't say it, I will spare no effort!"

Song Haiyun looked at Lu Bingcheng with a cold face and cursed: "Are you still a human being? Hong'er is also your son, you actually threatened me with him!"

Lu Bingcheng was indifferent, "You think the prince is good, so is me. Are you planning to argue with me endlessly or discuss the serious matter? Holding the responsibility accountable means that it is impossible to explain until dawn tomorrow. If you still have to fight, then I will leave. You should talk to the prince slowly, and wait until you calm down and have the brain to talk about things, and then let someone come to me!"

"Lu Bingcheng, if you want to discuss the important matter, you should take the attitude of discussing the important matter? Who is going to fight? You have been blaming me endlessly and said that I am not deliberate, pua me, don't forget, I am the wife of the Mo tribe, you are just a minister! You said, what should I do now?"

Song Haiyun finished complaining, and when Lu Bingcheng was extremely dissatisfied, he brought the topic to the main business.

Lu Bingcheng picked up the tea in front of him and took two sips.

Song Haiyun continued: "Your good son, I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup you have been poured by Ji Wennuan. Now the matter of the old patriarch is no longer useful to him. That bastard is not only a big life, but also a good mouth. I heard that he stayed in the Elders Temple together last night. Be careful that he was bewitched and turned against you, the father, into enemies!"

Lu Bingcheng was originally going to calm down and speak well. When he heard what Song Haiyun said, the emotions that had just been suppressed could not help but rise again.

"I am his father, different from you."

When Lu Bingcheng said this, he was full of confidence. He continued: "You know that Mingcang respects and cares for the old patriarch. How many times have I told you to not always threaten him with the old patriarch's affairs. You don't listen to it, and use this to stimulate him at any time. If you care about the same thing, you will be numb if you listen too much. Moreover, that thing is not glorious to the old patriarch, but it will be glorious to you. He really lets you tell me, do you dare to say it?"

Lu Bingcheng took a deep breath, thinking that he and Song Haiyun had been talking here for a long time, but still focused on the past, quarreling without any key points, wasting time, picked up the tea in front of him and drank it all in one breath.

He bent his elbow on the table and said, "Miss will go to Xuefeng Mountain in a few days. The elders should have wanted her to make contributions first and then justify the position of the clan leader. The Mo tribe has a precedent for the female clan leader. Moreover, because of the Zheng family horse farm, the young lady has a high prestige among the people, and the prince..."

Song Haiyun's eyes lit up, "You said the lady was going to Xuefeng Mountain, that's great. You arrange someone to ambush them in Xuefeng Mountain, and then they are --"

Song Haiyun made a neck wiping action, "I can't kill her outside, but this is the Mo clan, but Qin Si, you have to stay for me!"

Lu Bingcheng looked at the lewd and smirk on Song Haiyun's face, "Can you think of something else besides killing people?"

"Killing her will be the lasting trouble. If you weren't for your wolfish ambition, guarding me everywhere and not allowing me to cultivate my own power, I wouldn't have counted on you in everything and threatened Lu Mingcang!"

Song Haiyun also has ambitions. She has always wanted to cultivate her own power, but she came from the outside world and knew nothing about the Mo clan, so she could only rely on Lu Bingcheng. Lu Bingcheng stared at her tightly, and she had no core power at all.

"She was assassinated as soon as she left. What do the elders think? What will the people discuss? Xuefeng Mountain is the holy mountain of the Mo clan and the most important place in the Mo clan barrier. They are very dangerous to go there. I don't know whether they can come back safely. If they can, it will definitely be a serious injury. It will not be too late to take action at that time. Even if they have to take action, they should borrow someone else's hand, not us who do it themselves."

Song Haiyun finally felt that Lu Bingcheng's words made sense and asked, "Who is borrowing?"

"Lan Family!"
Chapter completed!