"Second Master, what's wrong with you, Second Master!"
"Oh my god, the second master is injured! Help the second master up quickly!"
"Hurry and inform the master and the old lady! The second master has been beaten!"
The Zhumen was bustling with excitement, but Mo Yiyi looked at the little boy who finally knew he was afraid, and pointed a sword at him.
"Tell me about it. If you don't say it now, you won't say it later."
Maybe Mo Yiyi's look of not taking human life seriously was too real and too scary.
Knowing that no matter how much he shouted, no one would come to save him right now, he stretched his neck and spoke as calmly as possible.
"I, my name is Song Pingjiu, Song Taohua, she is my aunt, I didn't lie to you!"
The little boy was found at Chen Fugui's home in Chenjiacun, so when he shouted that Chen Mingyuan had killed his aunt, everyone subconsciously thought that the little boy was the child of Chen Fugui's three sons.
According to the genealogy, Chen Fugui's three sons had already married and had children, so Mo Yiyi and the steward had no suspicion.
But now, after the little boy said his name, Mo Yiyi suddenly understood.
Song Taohua was adopted into the Song family, so it was right for Song Pingjiu, a member of the Song family, to call her aunt.
"Since you are a member of the Song family, why are you in Chenjia Village? What happened to that carriage?"
Song Ping swallowed for a long time, a little nervous, but still told the general story.
"I, I just went to see my aunt. I secretly drove the carriage to pick up my aunt and went to Chenjia Village. But when I arrived at Chenjia Village, I was caught by Chen Fugui and his wife before I saw my aunt."
Therefore, Song Ping appeared at Chen Fugui's house for a long time, and therefore, there was no driver on the carriage that came to pick up Song Taohua.
But one thing still doesn't make sense.
She couldn't forget that after Song Pingjiu was taken out of the house by Brother Kun, the reaction of the old lady who led them was not like the reaction of seeing an unrelated child. The old lady was lying on the ground with a gray face and asked
Reaching out to hug this child doesn't look like he's cheating!
Mo Yiyi's long sword was loosened forward, and Song Pingjiu shrank back even more in fear. However, before Mo Yiyi could ask further questions, two more boys dressed as servants ran out of the door.
When the boy saw them, he was stunned for a moment, and then screamed.
"Oh my God, Master Ninth is back!!!"
"Master Ninth is back with a group of unknown people!!!"
The two boys turned around and ran back to the door, shouting all the way, as if they were afraid that no one in the house would hear them!
Mo Yiyi silently moved her eyes away from the vermilion gate, and then looked at Song Pingjiu who was covered in blood.
"It seems that there are many things about you that I don't know about."
The two were obviously servants of the Song family, and they even called Song Pingjiu "young master". However, what they cared about was not Song Pingjiu's injury, but the fact that he was back!
Mo Yiyi felt that she had made a mistake in her heart. She thought that Song Pingjiu still had something to dig out, but she was merciful on the way here. Only now, Song Pingjiu has not finished telling him everything!
Mo Yiyi still wanted to push him, but before she could make a move, a muffled voice interrupted him.
"Wait a minute! It's all easy to talk about. Don't hurt Ajiu!"
"Dad!! Daddy save me!!!"
Mo Yiyi looked over and saw a man in rich clothes holding his abdomen, standing on the other side of the high vermilion threshold with some difficulty, looking at Mo Yiyi with a pleading look on his face.
Mo Yiyi remained unmoved, and even moved the long sword forward right under her father's nose, stopping Song Pingjiu from continuing to flap.
When Song Pingjiu's father saw Mo Yiyi threatening his son with a sword, anxiety appeared clearly on his pale face, and he said quickly.
"Fairy, wait a minute. My child is still young. Please be merciful. Song is willing to give you a heavy gift in order to ask the fairy to show mercy!"
"I just have some things I want to know, but your son is very stubborn."
Mo Yiyi's meaning was very simple. She could let Song Pingjiu go if she wanted, but the prerequisite was to tell her everything she wanted to know!
Song Pingjiu's father hesitated at this moment, looking at his son expectantly, he gritted his teeth and said.
"No matter what the fairy wants to know, if Ajiu bleeds like this, something big will happen. Fairy, please show your respect. At least, please let me treat him. Can the fairy's questions wait?"
Mo Yiyi thinks this father is also very interesting.
His own son was made like this by himself, but he did not hate himself, but was more concerned about the treatment of the child.
If this was a loving father, Noila Mo would not be confused.
But in fact, except for the fact that this person rushed up to him and wanted to slap him, but was kicked back by Senior Sister Yao, his own mood has actually been very stable. Even when he saw Song Pingjiu covered in blood, his expression and tone did not change at all.
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Mo Yiyi looked at Song Pingjiu. He was still looking at his father expectantly. The expression on his face was a little distorted because of the pain. There was hope in his eyes and the pain caused by the wound, but there was no fear of death.
Mo Yiyi pulled him again with the tip of her sword, and a long gash was made on his arm.
Song Pingjiu screamed again, but Song Pingjiu's father just frowned slightly.
Mo Yiyi took a step back, put away the Jin Yuan Sword, and then signaled to Song Jiuping's father who was standing inside the door.
"Don't you want to treat him? Come here."
The man obviously didn't expect Mo Yiyi to take a step back, and was afraid that Mo Yiyi would try to deceive him and hesitate to move forward.
But Song Pingjiu kept wailing because of the long, shallow gash, and kept looking at his father expectantly.
After a long time, Song Pingjiu's father, who had been holding his stomach, started to move.
After crossing the high threshold, Song Jiuping's father came to Song Pingjiu almost step by step.
Song Pingjiu had been wailing for a long time. When he saw his father approaching, he quickly stretched out his hands stained with mud and blood to grab the hem of his father's clothes, but the other party subconsciously avoided it.
Song Pingjiu's hand grasped an empty space and fell to the ground. He seemed not to believe that this would be the result. He even stopped wailing in his mouth and just stared at his father with a pair of big eyes.
As for his father, he seemed a little disgusted by Song Jiuping's dirty appearance, so he didn't do it himself. Instead, he took out a pill and gave it to him.
"Eat it, eat it and you'll be fine."
Song Jiuping stretched out his hand, but before it reached his father's hand, his father let go and let the pill fall and roll into Song Pingjiu's dirty palm.
Song Jiuping stared blankly at the elixir in his palm. When he looked at his father again, he had lost all hope.
It's just that his father didn't see the change in his son's eyes. Most of his attention was on guarding against Mo Yiyi and his party!
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