Concubine of the Prime Minister's Mansion: The princess is not to be messed with

Chapter 310
"That's fake?" To be honest, Ou Zhiyan also felt that it was a little impossible. It was a pity that a beautiful woman like Mo Xianyu was tarnished.

"You care?" Mo Qingling looked at Ou Zhiyan and asked.

Ou Zhiyan shook his head and said, "Nothing, just asking casually."

"Oh, I thought you liked my eldest sister!" Mo Qingling looked at Ou Zhiyan jokingly and said.

"What nonsense!" Ou Zhiyan looked at Mo Qingling angrily and said, although Mo Xianyu is beautiful, but he doesn't like it, the person he likes is someone else.

When it was about to arrive at Mo Mansion, the carriage stopped suddenly.Mo Qingling thought he had arrived home, so he opened the curtain of the car.But when he opened it up, he found that he had not arrived at Mo's house.It was a little girl in sackcloth and filial piety, kneeling in the middle of the road, blocking their way.

"What's going on?" Ou Zhiyan looked at the coachman outside and asked Xiaochun'er.

Xiao Chun'er scratched her head and said: "I don't know, this woman suddenly ran out and knelt in the middle of the road."

The sudden appearance of this woman also startled the coachman.

Mo Qingling looked at the woman in the middle of the road, and frowned, which part is she going to sing!

Ou Zhiyan said to Xiao Chun'er: "Go down and have a look." It's nothing to stop their carriage like this.

"Well..." Xiao Chun'er got out of the carriage, bent over to look at the woman in sackcloth and filial piety, and asked.

After a while, Xiao Chun'er trotted over, lifted the curtain of the car and said to Ou Zhiyan: "Master, I asked, this girl is from out of town. She came to the capital with her father to join relatives, so she knew that relatives had already moved away. The relatives were not found, but my father She was seriously ill and died without money for medical treatment. This girl was a filial daughter, she sold her body to bury her father if she had no money to bury her. She stopped our carriage just to see that we are rich and noble. If she can buy it and give some money, she will do it after burying her father. Repay us by acting like a horse."

Ou Zhiyan glanced at Mo Qingling. Mo Qingling leaned back against the carriage and said with a smile, "What do you see me doing? It's not my carriage that she stopped."

Sell ​​yourself to bury your father?Mo Qingling looked at the kneeling woman, a mocking look flashed in his eyes.On the side of the road lay a dead body, covered with a broken mat.That person may be dead, but this woman may not be his own daughter.Although this woman is dressed in rags, she looks like a child from a poor family.But Mo Qingling saw, the red string on the girl's hand, and an emerald green bead on the red string.Although the beads are not big, they are real emeralds.If his father is really dead, he will be the bead.Not only can her father be buried, but she can also live a life without worrying about food and clothing.

Selling her body to bury her father was just a pretext, and this woman might have another purpose.I just don't know, is her goal Ou Zhiyan, or herself?
Ou Zhiyan's family had no shortage of maids, so he said to Xiao Chun'er, "Give her some money and let her bury her father!"

"Then what about this person?" Xiao Chun'er looked at Ou Zhiyan and asked, he just took a closer look, the girl is quite pretty.Such a beautiful girl is quite pitiful alone.Xiao Chun'er thought, if the young master can let this girl, it would be great to be a girl in the mansion.

"I don't want this person anymore"

"Oh" Xiao Chun'er felt it was a pity to hear your own young master say that, what a wonderful girl!
Mo Qingling looked at Luzi who was kneeling in the middle of the road, and said faintly: "This woman is extraordinary!"

Ou Zhiyan looked sideways at Mo Qingling. Could it be that Mo Qingling thought there was something wrong with this woman.If this is the case, he is right not to want this woman.He believed in Mo Qingling's eyes, she was absolutely unmistakable in seeing people.

(End of this chapter)