Noble Consort Liu looked at the people in the hall in horror, but only saw their cold eyes.
"No … Don't … Xiaoyun, Zhen Ning, I was wrong … Save me, I don't want to die …" Noble Consort Liu looked at Mo Xiaoyun and Princess Zhen Ning pleadingly. Her high and mighty appearance had long been thrown away. In order to survive, she did not mind letting herself fall into the dust.
Mo Xiaoyun looked at her silently, unmoved. Princess Zhen Ning slowly stepped forward and squatted in front of Noble Consort Liu. Noble Consort Liu was delighted. She knew that compared to her son who had been taught by her father since young, this daughter had always been much more soft-hearted. "Zhen Ning, Zhen Ning, I was wrong … Save me, I will love you in the future …"
Princess Zhen Ning raised her hand and slowly pulled the veil away, revealing the twisted scar on her face. Because there was medicine on it, it looked even scarier than before. Noble Consort Liu could not help but be startled by the scar on Princess Zhen Ning's face. Princess Zhen Ning looked at her calmly and said, "You are not my mother. My mother died two years ago. Do you see … This is the memento that my mother left for me. Do you think … I will save you? My brother and my life were saved by others. I can't save you … "
With that, Princess Zhen Ning put on her veil again, stood up, and turned to leave.
"No … No, that has nothing to do with me. Don't go … "Noble Consort Liu wanted to reach out and grab Princess Zhen Ning, but her broken arm was useless. She could not even move it, let alone grab her. She could only watch as Princess Zhen Ning pulled Mo Xiaoyun out of the door.
"No! Zhen Ning, come back! "
Princess Zhen Ning's footsteps paused at the door, and she pulled Mo Xiaoyun out of the door.
The last glimmer of light in Noble Consort Liu's eyes finally disappeared. She looked at the empty door in despair and could not help but scream, "Mo Ning! Mo Xiaoyun, you two unfilial sons! Why didn't I kill you back then?! I will haunt you even as a ghost, you unfilial sons … "
Outside the door, the siblings stopped when they heard the curses filled with hatred coming from inside. The veil covering Princess Zhen Ning's face was also wet. Mo Xiaoyun lowered his head and held her hand. Princess Zhen Ning took a deep breath and said, "Let's go home."
Mo Xiaoyun nodded and said, "Alright, Big Sister, let's go home."
In the hall, Noble Concubine Liu was still cursing. Mo Xiuyao raised the corner of his mouth slightly. He waved his hand, and a cold light flashed. Noble Concubine Liu's sharp voice stopped abruptly. A streak of blood seeped out from Noble Consort Liu's mute acupoint. Apparently, Mo Xiuyao had directly injured her mute acupoint. From now on, Noble Consort Liu could no longer make any sound.
Mo Xiuyao ignored Noble Consort Liu's venomous eyes. He looked at Mo Jingli and said, "You can take her away now."
Mo Jingli looked at Mo Xiuyao with a complicated expression. "You are indeed cruel." Noble Consort Liu's limbs were broken, and she was mute again. Even if such a person was still alive, he wouldn't be able to cause any big waves. The longer he lived, the more painful it would be. Mo Xiuyao smiled indifferently, "I can also give her a quick death now."
"There's no need!" Mo Jingli said coldly. He called for the guards waiting outside to take Noble Consort Liu away. He glanced at Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li and said, "I hope you will keep your promise." He obviously knew that Ren Qining had visited Dongfang Hui, but the Prince Ding Mansion didn't do anything. He couldn't help but worry.
Mo Xiuyao thought of a piece of news he just heard last night. He smiled and said, "Jing Li, there's a good saying. If you rely on a mountain, the mountain will collapse. If you rely on a tree, the tree will collapse. Instead of pinning your hopes on others, it's better to rely on yourself."
"You want to break the promise?" Mo Xiuyao frowned and said gloomily.
Ye Li smiled faintly and said, "Li Wang misunderstood, but … even if we stop Ren Qining, it doesn't mean the winner will be Li Wang. Does Li Wang understand? "
Talking to Ye Li about this kind of thing always made Mo Jingli unhappy. He said in a bad mood, "As long as you keep your promise, you don't have to worry about anything else."
Ye Li nodded indifferently and said, "Since it's like this, Li Wang can rest assured."
Mo Jingli snorted and ignored Ye Ying and Princess Xi Xia who were listening with a blank face. He turned and walked out. Princess Xi Xia and Ye Ying could only follow in a hurry.
There was only the family of three left in the hall. Ye Li turned around and stared at Mo Xiaobao. Mo Xiaobao's little face tightened and he squeezed out a pitiful smile. Mo Xiuyao raised an eyebrow and casually took Mo Xiaobao out of his arms and threw him to the side. Seven or eight years old and he still wanted to be held. What a scandal!
"Mother …"
Ye Li looked at him indifferently, "Why are you here today?"
Mo Xiaobao pouted, "Isn't this Xiaobao's home? Mother saying this makes Xiaobao sad. "
"Don't pretend to cry, you don't even have half a drop of tear." Ye Li bluntly exposed his trick. Mo Xiaobao could only put down his little hand that was covering his eyes. Sure enough, it was dry and there wasn't even a trace of red. Mo Xiaobao carefully took two steps forward and said with a calm face, "Mother, is Xiaobao wrong …"
"What's wrong?" Ye Li asked.
Mo Xiaobao seriously counted with his little fingers and said, "Xiaobao shouldn't have not gone to the academy to study. I shouldn't have brought Leng Xiao Dai and Zhirui to play. I shouldn't have eavesdropped on mother and father's conversation. I shouldn't have … "He really couldn't think of anything else that he shouldn't have done. But seeing that mother didn't seem to have any news, Mo Xiaobao could only secretly ask father for help.
Mo Xiuyao looked amusedly at the kid who was always at odds with him. He blinked his eyes and said with rare kindness, "Alright, Li Li. This kid needs to be taught a lesson. In the future, I will teach him a good lesson. Don't be angry and hurt your body. "
Looking at her son looking at her, how can Ye Li still be angry? Rather than being angry at Mo Xiaobao, it's better to say that she is angry at herself. If she didn't call Mo Xiaobao in just now, Mo Xiaobao wouldn't have been almost hurt by Noble Consort Liu. However, daring to be lazy and not go to the academy, this kind of practice can't be allowed to continue!
"Yesterday, what Taigong taught you, copy 20 times. Tomorrow, send it to Taigong for review. In addition, add a letter of self-criticism, understand? "
Mo Xiaobao listlessly drooped his head. Originally, only father liked to punish him by copying. Now there is mother. Wuwu, Taigong, Xiaobao was wrong …
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