The rebirth of the snake and scorpion princess

Chapter 37 Visiting the Second Mrs. Song Part [-]

The Mo Mansion was really too big, and Mo Liuli walked non-stop for more than a quarter of an hour to arrive. In addition, the scorching sun outside was as hot as fire. When she arrived at the entrance of the ancestral hall, Mo Liuli was already sweating, and she was leaning against the wall, panting.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."It disturbed several gatekeepers at the gate of the ancestral hall.

"Bold, who are you? How dare you break into the ancestral hall? Do you know who is living in this ancestral hall?" The gatekeeper sneered at Mo Liuli, his face burst into displeasure.

Because Mo Liuli's blood does not flow from Mofu, she is not popular in Mofu. To be precise, she has no status. Due to restrictions, she rarely goes out of the Qingqiu Pavilion, so naturally few people know her.

Therefore, Mo Liuli naturally understood that these servants didn't know him.

She calmed down, stood up straight, with a bright smile on her face, and bowed to the little waiter who stretched out her hand at the door to stop her from entering, "Hi brothers, I'm Mo Liuli, I have something to ask Mrs. Song Er .”

Mo Liuli?That rumored cowardly and cowardly living without a trace of human appearance, and the unfavored blood bleeding on his body is an outsider——Mo Liuli, who is the daughter of the first daughter of Mofu on the surface, but in fact is not even as good as a maid?

Hearing the words, several servants snorted to express their disdain, and snorted: "So it's Miss Mo Liuli, our wife is resting." The raised eyebrows and the contemptuous sneer on the lips clearly expressed their disdain for her. unwelcome and ridiculed.

Mo Liuli's smile was still sweet, as if she couldn't see the sneer, the disdain, the contempt, the sarcasm, she bent down again, and asked softly: "Brothers, I have the old lady's permission to visit the second lady, By the way, I brought the ginseng soup here, let's see if you can let me in..."

Yingchun, who was behind her, nodded silently, obviously appreciating Mo Liuli's actions.

Hearing the old lady's words, several servants looked at each other, their eyeballs rolled and raised their eyebrows from time to time, as if they were discussing something.

Yesterday there was a lot of rumors about Mo Liuli winning the favor of the old lady and eating at the old lady's Juxiangtang. They naturally heard about it. In the future, if she becomes successful and wins the favor of the old lady, then...they make things difficult for her, will there be any good fruit to eat?

The looks of disdain and the corners of the mouths of the servants who were originally sneering suddenly drooped, replaced by an expression of apology, they bent towards Mo Liuli and cupped their hands, and said flatteringly: "It turns out that Miss Li has given the old lady's permission. Then let Miss Li go in."

"Li'er thanked the elder brothers." Mo Liuli blessed her body calmly, but a sneer flashed in her eyes.

"You're welcome, you're welcome, this is what we should do." Several waiters scratched their heads and laughed, and even two came forward and offered to help Mo Liuli carry the food box and flower basket in his hand, But Mo Liuli politely rejected them all.

She came to visit Mrs. Song Er with the label of filial piety and rationality, and she followed Yingchun secretly behind her. If she directly handed the ginseng soup box in her hand to the waiter, maybe Yingchun's embellished report would directly I gave her a crime of being arrogant because of being favored and being inconspicuous.

Isn't it just to bring a food box to the door and walk a few steps? Naturally, when acting, you have to perform a full set and be realistic. Otherwise, you won't be convinced yourself, so how can you lie to others? !

A little waiter walked in front and opened the door for Mo Liuli. Mo Liuli smiled and nodded to express her gratitude, and then slowly walked into the house with the food box.

The light in the room was dim, there was no trace of joy, and it was a little dead, as if in the hall of hell, cold and terrifying.

The white tulle intersected and hung down, adding a bit of hazy beauty to the room. Mo Liuli walked lightly and cautiously, but suddenly a cold shout came from the east, "Who?"

(End of this chapter)