After rebirth, I became the villain's little ancestor

Chapter 113

Ling Jingyu, who was wiping his hands with a brocade handkerchief, paused slightly, raised his eyes and glanced at Mo Bici's neck.

I don't know if such a delicate neck needs to be cut several times, it will be painful and not easy to die.

He nodded slightly.

Hmm, try it sometime later.

Mo Bici paid attention to Ling Jingyu, saw him staring at her, and nodded in agreement, her heart beat wildly.

His Highness agrees with her words.

Sure enough, it was to please Mo Yunzhao.

Mo Yunzhao said calmly: "He said that this person is not me, and he also insists that she will not marry. Now that the ceremony is complete, she is naturally his wife."

Mo Bici felt that he had the support of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, so she straightened her back, "He is with your tablet, and after the ceremony, he is naturally married to you, not someone else."

Mo Yunzhao: "Is the city lord dead?"

Mo Bici gritted her teeth: "No, but Ling Yongqing married you, and you are already his wife."

Why not die!
But it's not bad to let Mo Yunzhao marry Ling Yongqing in a daze.

Hmph, she really did a good deed, fulfilling Mo Yunzhao's infatuation.

It is reasonable for Mo Yunzhao to thank her.

Ling Yongqing only felt that his neck was very cold, he hurriedly crushed the memorial tablet on the ground, rushed over and hugged the coffin.

Enduring the nausea, he shouted: "No, I don't marry Mo Yunzhao, I marry the woman in the coffin, she is my wife!"

His Royal Highness and Father are looking at him.

How stupid would he be to say that Mo Yunzhao is his wife!
Ling Jingyu withdrew his gaze in satisfaction.

Bored, he grabbed another strand of Mo Yunzhao's black hair and wrapped it around his fingers to play with.

Without looking at it, Mo Yunzhao pulled his hair.

But in the next moment, Ling Jingyu's fingers came to grab him again.

She pulled it back, and he pulled it back.

The two kept making small movements.

Mo Yunzhao finally gave up on grabbing his hair, but just gave him an annoyed look.

On such a serious occasion, their small actions are really too loose.

The victorious Ling Jingyu entwined her hair with a smile.

Mo Yunzhao said coolly: "If I'm not dead, the tablet doesn't count. Ling Yongqing also said that the female corpse is his wife."

Mo Bici glared at Ling Yongqing angrily: "Trash, useless things!"

Ling Yongqing spread his hands.

Waste sounds better than dead people.

"Mo Jinghao." Mo Yunzhao shouted.

Mo Jinghao took the order to stand forward.

Mo Yunzhao: "Since Fourth Sister's innocence is ruined, then she can't be wronged. The wedding hall already exists, so let her serve tea to the main room now, and let's send them to the new house together."

Ling Yongqing's face changed drastically, the corpse is going to be sent to a new house?
"Mo Yunzhao..."

Mo Jinghao grabbed Mo Bici, and then gave her a slap on her calf, "Thank you, the city lord, for giving Ci'er a marriage proposal, and Ci'er, please thank the city lord."

Mo Bici is afraid of her father, because her father is even more uncompromising, that kind of fear has been there since she was a child.

Therefore, now he can only grit his teeth unwillingly: "Thank you, the city lord, for pointing out the marriage."

She was so casually married off as a concubine, but she still wanted to be grateful to Mo Yunzhao?
Why?
Ling Yongqing was very happy, no matter what, he still married a beautiful lady.

So, he happily picked up the red hijab that had previously covered the tablet, put it on Mo Bici, and then picked it away.

The maid brought tea.

Under the scornful gaze of her own father, Mo Bici gritted her teeth intelligently and held the tea, and knelt down in front of the coffin to offer tea.

After she finished offering tea, her status would be that of an aunt from now on, just a concubine.

(End of this chapter)