When he saw Yue Qingchen, he felt very unhappy inside.
Now when she heard Mrs. Mo's words, her face became even colder.
He couldn't help it anymore and turned to look at Mrs. Mo.
rebuke.
"Mother! Why do you turn to her again and again! You forgot! It was Yue Qingchen, she ruined my life and Mingyue's!"
"If it weren't for Yue Qingchen, Mingyue and I would still be a couple of gods and gods."
"This Yue Qingchen has such ulterior motives, you are the only one who treats her differently."
"I know you have been dissatisfied with me for so many years! But I am your son, why would you rather help an outsider! If you have any objections to me, then I can leave and stay far away from the Mo family.
.”
Mo Wuhen vented all the anger in his heart these days without any concealment.
Mrs. Mo fumbled with the crutch gently with her fingers, her body trembling slightly.
For a long time.
Seeing that he finally finished speaking, Mrs. Mo sighed softly.
"Miss Yue, it seems that you have to slap him a few more times to slow down his illness. Wuhen still seems to be very ill now!"
"Mother, you..."
Mo Wuhen is angry!
Yue Qingchen shook her head slightly.
She raised her steps and stepped forward.
"Master Mo, I have no intention of getting involved in your affairs. That is the end between me and Murong Mingyue."
Yue Qingchen lowered her eyes lightly and continued to speak authentically.
"I don't need to repeat what she did in the first place."
"Master Mo, wake up."
Mo Wuhen bit his lower lip tightly.
Mrs. Mo staggered back two steps and gently closed her eyes.
If Yue Qingchen could really wake him up.
Then she really hoped that Yue Qingchen could slap him more times!
"Now, I'm going to treat you." Yue Qingchen stopped talking and said no more, changing the subject.
Last time, Mo Wuhen was controlled by Mrs. Mo and had to accept treatment from Yue Qingchen.
But today, he didn't want to at all.
Seeing that Yue Qingchen was about to take action.
Mo Wuhen raised his head and was about to leave.
Seeing this, Yue Qingchen spread her hands slightly.
"Master Mo, I promised you that I would cure your illness, so..."
After Yue Qingchen finished speaking, her palms moved slightly.
The whip, glowing with silver light all over, jumped out of his palm in an instant, went straight forward, and wrapped around Mo Wuhen's body.
Completely trap Mo Wuhen.
"Yue Qingchen! Let me go!"
Being bound by the moon-killing whip, Mo Wuhen struggled desperately.
Yue Qingchen's face was expressionless: "Master Mo, I'm offended."
After that, he went and continued to treat his legs.
In about half a quarter of an hour, the treatment was almost complete.
Yue Qingchen went forward and stuffed the elixir that had been refined earlier into Mo Wuhen's mouth.
Wait until all this is done.
Yue Qingchen finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Old madam, it's almost done now."
Mrs. Mo stared at Mo Wuhen.
She could clearly see that the poisonous gas that had been surrounding Mo Wuhen in the past had all dissipated.
Mrs. Mo’s hands could not help but tremble——
"alright……"
"It's really good..."
She kept mumbling in her mouth.
That's how calm she has been over the years.
Unconsciously, there was a little sparkle in my eyes.
In the Mo family for so many years, there has been only one Huan'er and no one else.
Now, her Mo family finally has hope.
"Miss Yue, thank you very much!" Mrs. Mo came forward step by step with a cane, lowered her head slightly in front of Yue Qingchen, and said very politely. "From today on, whenever it is you, Yue Qingchen, who speaks, I will be held accountable.
Go through fire and water, no matter what."
"Mother!!"
Mo Wuhen stared at Mrs. Mo in horror, his words full of horror!
Only he knows what Mrs. Mo's promise means.
Mrs. Mo is not just an old lady of the Mo family...
Her identity is even more...
Mo Wuhen wanted to speak again.
Mrs. Mo glanced at Mo Wuhen again.
Sighing long and shaking his head——
She only hopes that Mo Wuhen can become sensible as soon as possible...
As soon as possible, I won't have to worry about her anymore!
"Mrs. Mo, then I'll go see the young master." Yue Qingchen said.
"Okay." Mrs. Mo said and sent a servant to take Yue Qingchen to Mo Zhihuan's room.
…
Although it was confirmed that Mo Zhihuan was not a biological bloodline of the Mo family.
But it’s because of so many years of relationship.
Mrs. Mo ordered strictly to forbid anyone to talk about Mo Zhihuan's life experience.
In this Mo family.
Mo Zhihuan is still the young master of the Mo family.
Because Mo Zhihuan was not in good health, he was placed in a relatively remote and quiet courtyard.
at this time.
Yue Qingchen followed the servant and walked straight back.
Just when Yue Qingchen arrived at the courtyard, she heard a somewhat childish voice from a distance.
"Little lion, I won't harm you. I just want to be friends with you and make a contract with you."
"Little lion, I will be very good to you in the future. You can make a contract with me."
Yue Qingchen listened to this voice and stepped inside.
Only a thin green figure was seen, facing a greyhound cub trapped in a cage.
The two sides are in opposition.
The lion is not big, he looks like just a young cub.
But after all, it is a spiritual beast and its attack power is not weak.
Not only that...
There seemed to be a faint, strange black aura surging around the greyhound cub.
Mo Zhihuan is a child who has just recovered from a serious illness.
In the confrontation between the two parties, Mo Zhihuan had no advantage at all.
"Little lion, if you don't speak, you have agreed to a contract with me. Then I will come over." Mo Zhihuan's frail face was filled with joy.
He just thought that the little lion had agreed to his request.
Step by step, lean forward!
When he got close to the cage, he stretched out his hand and opened the cage.
At this time, the spirit lion, which had been dormant in the cage for a long time, could no longer restrain itself. It got up and wanted to attack Huan'er!
Yue Qingchen's brows suddenly condensed!
He let out a low groan.
"careful!"
Then, a breath moved forward and landed around the greyhound cub.
Standing between the greyhound cub and Huan'er.
"Beautiful aunt? Why do you want to stop me from making a contract with the lion?" Mo Zhihuan turned his head, blinked, and stared at Yue Qingchen curiously.
At this time, a middle-aged man walked out of the room.