mad concubine

Although Mo Tingzhong was very angry, he still regained his senses a little bit, and suddenly pushed aside the catkins of the fourth wife Lan Meitong with a serious face, and calmly ordered: "Tell the old man what you have said, today the third lady Regarding the matter with Third Young Master Cao, if someone in the mansion dares to reveal half a word to the outside world, this old man will never forgive him lightly."

This matter is not only related to the face of the Prime Minister's Mansion, but also the Cao Mansion. Now that the marriage of the two families has been settled, in order to cover up this matter, it is better to let the two get married as soon as possible.

"Don't worry, master. The concubine will do it now."

The fourth wife, Lan Meitong, also left, and Mo Tingzhong's eyes fell back on Mo Xi's face again: "Why haven't you left yet?"

"Father, what Si Niang said is right. You are old and you should pay attention to your own health. Since the third sister and third son Cao are already done, let them get married earlier. There is no need to be angry about this kind of thing." Mo Xi What she said sounds a bit considerate, and she is the image of a sensible and good daughter.

Mo Tingzhong's tense face gradually relaxed. It seemed that he hadn't seen this daughter for several days. She really surprised him when he copied the genealogy last time. Today, he turned his attention to her more and found that This daughter seems to be getting more and more tender, especially the pair of smart eyes, which are quite similar to her dead mother.

"The eyes of both of you sisters...are as clean as your mother." Mo Tingzhong's voice suddenly softened, and at the moment he stared at Mo Xi's little face, his mind became peaceful, and he was no longer as impetuous as before. .

There was a slight smile on the corner of Mo Xi's lips. There was no makeup on on his face, but it was as beautiful as the morning glow. She could tell that Mo Tingzhong really loved the third wife, because when he mentioned her mother just now, there was a burst of light in his eyes. With a strange light, although Mo Xi doesn't understand love, she can feel that deep in Mo Tingzhong's heart, there is always a woman living, that is, the third wife who passed away.

What happened during the day made Mo Xi feel refreshed, and Mo Lan was also very happy when she learned that she didn't need to marry the third son Cao. The two sisters, together with their maid, sat around the wooden table with red candles and chatted. laugh.

Not wanting to hear a loud bang, the door was kicked open rudely, and the person who came was the third lady from the second room. Mo Yunshi burst in with anger, her face livid, her eyes blazing with hatred, as soon as she entered the room Then he glared at Mo Xi viciously: "You little bitch, how dare you play dirty tricks, you've ruined Miss Ben's life, I'm going to kill you..."