Chapter 281

"Let mother Ming in." The black snow pupil grew a tone, pressed down the palpitation at the bottom of his heart, closed his eyes and said faintly.

Mo Yu retreated. After a while, mother Ming came in.

"Miss, please forgive the old slave. The old slave didn't mean to deceive the young lady, but madam, madam, she..." when she entered the door, mother Ming flopped and knelt down in front of Mo Xuetong's bed. She burst into tears and burst into tears for a moment.

The black snow pupil opened his eyes, and the bottom of his eyes had recovered to be clear and calm, as if the fear just now was just a layer of cloud and smoke. After the cloud and smoke, the water was still blue.

She said coldly, "Mammy, please get up. You are the old man around her mother and the nurse of her mother. I can't stand your kneeling. Moran still doesn't help mammy Ming get up." She politely ordered mother Molan fuming to get up, but it seemed more alienated.

Moran went to help mother Ming, but mother Ming still couldn't get up on her knees: "Miss, if you don't forgive the old slave, the old slave will kneel and die here. If you don't get up again, the old slave is really sorry, miss!"

"What's mammy doing? The young lady didn't say she wouldn't forgive you for being old. Since her wife was gone, the young lady didn't have anyone to pity. She thought you loved her most and never took you as an outsider. Even if she lived in the Qin family, the young lady thought of you for what she had to eat and use, and regarded you as a real elder, but you were old..." Mulan went to ask Mammy, One side contains tears.

The days when they were abandoned in Yuncheng were shared by them. Mo Xuetong was an orphan girl who was ignored. It was not easy to go back to Yuncheng's old house. Once, old lady Qin gave her some osmanthus cakes, which reminded her that mother Ming used to like to eat most and specially sent them.

It was Moran who sent them out that time. For fear that Yushi would find out and take this or that reason to embarrass them, Morant hid the cake in his personal skirt. When he came to the old house of Mo mansion, he was scalded. Even so, he still took out the osmanthus cake with a smile and pushed it into mother Ming's hand.

If the scene at that time was in front of us, the friendship was a heavy trust, but now it made the master and servant of Mo Xuetong feel sad and betrayed. The feeling of being betrayed by their relatives made several people feel heavy and sad in their hearts.

Thinking of these, mother Ming cried with tears, pushed away the support of Moran, and stretched out her hand to slightly pull the corner of the clothes hanging from the pupil of Moxue: "Miss, it's not that the old slave doesn't know good or bad, nor that the old slave doesn't love the young lady. It's really the lady's order. If the young lady doesn't know, don't pull the young sister into the muddy water, so as to ensure the young lady's safe life."

The lady's eagerly looking eyes were in front of her. Mother Ming felt heartache when she thought of it!

Keep yourself safe for a lifetime. The tears hidden in the eyes of Mo Xuetong can no longer be hidden. In the previous life, she really didn't know anything. She seemed to be well protected, but she finally died in the hands of her closest husband and was cheated by her most trusted "good" eldest sister. A bowl of poison is not enough. She paid the flame and died without a whole body.

When the poison eroded her chest, when the flame burned her skin, she was left with nothing but hatred and burning from Jiuyou hell... She was reborn for the first time. In order not to repeat the same path again, she had to take revenge for herself and her mother, but in the end, it turned out that she had asked for all this... Peace I, This is the peace I my mother wants to leave to herself!

Tears fell down and spilled on the satin quilt in front of me. It was inexplicably cold and painful. It seemed that I couldn't breathe. I thought that in this life, I planned so carefully that I would no longer be betrayed, but I still couldn't escape from this circle. Why did I think my mother had been hiding from herself all the time? In this way, I was so hidden by "peace" in my last life!

"How did your mother die?" The choking was pressed on her throat. The throat was dumb as if she couldn't breathe, but she still clearly expressed her ideas. In her last life, she died in a muddle. In this life, she hoped that she would be dead and clear. She really didn't want that false "peace".

"Madam was poisoned by Aunt Fang. The poison is incurable." Seeing that Mo Xuetong lowered her head and wept, mother Ming was even more sad. She took out a letter from her arms, handed it tremblingly, and cried, "Madam said, if one day the young lady detects anything, she will let the old slave give you this letter, otherwise she will destroy it."

Hopeless? Mo Xuetong bit her lips and covered the weakness of her eyes. There seemed to be a kind of fire and pain alternating in her chest. The burning seemed to spray out. Such hatred, such deep hatred, two lives together. The once simple and lovely Mo Xuetong had already died, leaving only a cavity of hatred, grief and anger... "Why don't you go to the doctor?" She heard her hoarse voice, like the sand burned by fire, scraping her ears roughly.

"There is no cure for that kind of poison. When my wife learned about it, she was running out of time. Moreover, she was afraid of harming you and the master. Therefore, she never let anyone tell the master. She only hoped that the young lady could grow up quietly without seeking wealth and glory. However, my wife didn't expect aunt Fang's medicine to be so poisonous. Before she had arranged everything, she had no time to die suddenly."

Mother Ming said in detail. Her old eyes were dazed when she cried. She seemed to see the way her wife forced to hand her a letter. There was a gentle smile on her pale, transparent face. Even though her whole body twitched in pain, she firmly grasped her hand and repeatedly told her to grow up safely.

Mother Ming always believed that the lady was in love with the young lady. Even if she made such a decision, it was for the young lady's sake, so she had to obey her orders. But for the first time, looking at the young lady's sad face, mother Ming had doubts. Was the lady's decision really right at that time? Miss, can you really be safe and sound as requested by your wife!

"You go down." Mo Xuetong waved his hand wearily. He just felt dizzy on his head. His hand holding the letter trembled and fell powerlessly on the quilt.

"Miss!" Moran hurried.

"Help mother ming down. I'm fine." Mo Xuetong couldn't speak, but felt physically and mentally tired and whispered.

"Yes." Seeing that she resolutely closed her eyes, Moran knew that she had made up her mind, took mother Ming, who was still crying, up and went out.

Mo Xue closed her eyes and flashed scenes of childhood in her mind.

Her mother's health was good and bad at times, but at first she was not so weak. She was also in charge of the middle feed at home, and several aunts were also safe. Although aunt Fang gave birth to her eldest son and daughter, she dared not make public because her father loved her mother. That winter, my mother made a dress for herself.

How happy he was at that time. Wearing that dress, he specially met his mother for several rounds before returning from the outside. His father smiled happily and asked people to warm up the steamed stuffed bun he brought from the outside. His father specially put one in his mouth. It was full of gravy. It was delicious and almost made her swallow her tongue.

At that time, I only felt that my mother must be as full of joy as myself.

When I think of it now, the poisoned mother must be oppressing the pain. Although she was poisoned and didn't die in the last life, the pain of the invasion of poison eroded into her heart. Where can a weak woman like my mother who has been in bed for a long time bear it.

That's why my mother tried to sweat on her face from time to time. The cold sweat from pain was covered in her handkerchief, but she said to herself that she was too hot, and the medicine she took was hot, so she would sweat in winter... At that time, she believed so much and deliberately took a fan to help her fan. My mother was obviously out of breath in pain, but smiled and said to her that she couldn't even say a word, Let her sit quietly and don't make trouble. How ignorant young she should be, she didn't find the pain that her mother couldn't hide under her eyes... Bite down the bitterness at the bottom of her lips, lift her eyes and open the letter in her hand.

The familiar small regular script of plum blossom on the letter was upright. Only in the last few words, she began to pull out some unprovoked strokes. Tears blindfolded her eyes. There were no outsiders in the room. Her heart was burning with bitterness and pain, but she could do nothing but shed tears.

"The word is my daughter's pupil: I will doubt my confidence when I see this. I hope my son will not think my mother will continue. I have stopped my life. I only wish my son to be safe and happy and stay away from the royal family! Since I landed, my mother has been blessed by the fuguogong government. I married your father with the eldest daughter of the fuguogong government and made friends with your father. I think it is eternal, but I didn't expect the situation to change. I can't be alone. My life experience is pitiable. I have bad luck in this life and can't blame others, But I don't want to extend it to my son. Bad luck comes suddenly. I have no defect to take care of my charming son. I ask my son to put his things away and never show them to others. If someone inquires in the future, I may protect them... "

Mo Xuetong was stunned on the bed. Her brain was blank. Tears stained on her long eyelashes but didn't fall down. She slowly slid into her white and tender cheek. Her mother was not the daughter of the Fuguo government. Her mother was not the daughter of the Fuguo government. Her grandmother gave birth to a daughter, but unfortunately died, so she recognized her mother as a daughter.

My real grandfather's family is the king of Jin!

My mother is the daughter of the king of Jin!

Her hands trembled at the bottom of her sleeves. She never thought that the king of Jin who loved Mei as much as her life would be her grandfather. It is said that the king of Jin who was amazing and was only one step away from the high position, the king of Jin who was said to be full of copying and cutting, and even the servants in the house could not escape, and the king of Jin who said that he loved his wife as much as his life.

The killing feast more than thirty years ago, when the bloody storm killed many people!

I thought I was too far away from the storm, but I didn't expect I had been caught in it.

The body leaning on the cushion is stiff, as if it is not herself. She has a deep blood feud. Her mother is still carrying such a deep blood feud. She knows how painful it should be. She knows that her parents are both dead and that she is the daughter of pursuit. How desperate and sad should her mother be. Is it for this that her mother is lifeless?

Mo Xuetong didn't know. He only knew that his heart was aching. His face had lost its usual coolness and calmness. He squeezed the stationery in his hand and his fingers trembled slightly!

"What's the matter?"

The voice in her ear seemed to come from outside. Mo Xuetong turned his head blankly and saw it clearly through the curtain of tears. The beautiful face in front of her was looking at her with concern and opening her mouth, but she couldn't make any sound. She hooked her lips and wanted to show a trace of laughter. The sound of giggling at the throat was like crying and laughing, with a bit of despair and sadness.

That lotus flower face is fragile, as if it would break the essence at a touch.