"The prime minister knows that Mo Liu's kneeling has hurt his body. I'm afraid it will be difficult for his children in the future."

"What?"

Before the prime minister spoke, the old lady who got the news screamed.

"What did you just say? What offspring are difficult?" the old lady directly killed Mo Xiyan, stared at her with her eyes, and said with a slight anger, "Miss Mo, do you know that some words can't be said?"

Mo Xiyan deliberately put on airs to keep these people away from her.

She stared at Mrs. Mo coldly and smiled lightly, "ha ha, the princess really doesn't know. After all, the princess has lived up to now. One is not her father, the other is her grandmother and mother. What do you think I can know?"

"You!" Mrs. Mo wanted to continue scolding, but on second thought, she thought what Mo Xiyan said was right.

From the beginning, she, including her mother, Xi Shi, did not like her.

So she also happily watched them being bullied by the escape red piano, and sometimes even stepped on one or two feet

Now think about it, it's really a injustice!

After Mrs. Wu restrained her mood, Fang looked at Mo Xiyan again. "Sister Yan, haven't you ever thought of going back to the house?"

"No."

"But your father likes you. He wants you back..."

"My grandmother is afraid to be really old. When did my father like me?" Mo Xiyan sneered. "Of course, you can also let the servants under you collude, so that maybe you can prove that the prime minister liked my first daughter."

Old Mrs. Wu heard the speech. She really can't go on.

But she didn't think she was wrong.

She just wants to see better children and make them more glorious.

As for the useless, just throw it away.

This is Mrs. Wu's consistent practice.

Just such a move, for a child or a person who has not experienced the wind and waves, maybe it should be called a hundred hits.

But for those who have some brains and don't have brains, maybe they just fear that the beauty is not beautiful enough?

After all, no matter how the sky collapses, it can't move the root of their family.

Mrs. Wu held it for a long time before she reluctantly made her chest more comfortable, and then suddenly realized what Mo Xiyan had said before.

She asked abruptly and loudly, "you, you said it was your princess?"

"Yes." don't cherish Yan zhanyan with a smile. "Thanks to the Queen's pity, you won the title this morning. Maybe you haven't known it yet."

The prime minister's face was full of joy, but what he said was not very pleasant to hear.

"So, you can't live in the seventh King's residence. You're an important person now. Do you know what it's like to live in there without fame and share?"

Mo Xiyan coldly looked at Prime Minister Mo and old lady Mo and sneered, "it's really an eye opener for the princess. It turns out that the daughter in the prime minister's house is so worthless."

She said with a heavy tone, "Qing'er holds Xi Yao, let's go."

"Presumptuous!" when was Mrs. Mo so disobedient by the younger generation?

Then he hit the ground heavily with a crutch and said angrily, "today I'll punish you to kneel with Mo Liuyi in the ancestral hall!"

After that, she lined up several rough envoys behind her. It seemed that she was going to use force to solve the matter.

Force?

Hehe, don't say she's not afraid, let alone qinger?

Mo Xi Yan looked at the prime minister, "prime minister, do you think the princess should kneel here with Miss Mo Liu?"

She's giving him a chance.

Unfortunately, the prime minister is still the prime minister and will not change.

"Your grandmother is also good for you. Don't worry, but kneel for another day." the prime minister used this sentence to express his filial piety and chill his daughter's heart.

Mo Xiyao woke up and just heard what the prime minister said. At that moment, she was sad, "father, you are cruel."

Her head tilted and she completely fainted.

Mo Xiyan took out the silver needle and quickly sealed several big acupoints of Mo Xiyao. When she saw that her face recovered, she was relieved.

Just at the first turn, she found that the prime minister and Mrs. mo were indifferent.

It's as if those who are ill at this time are not their bones and blood.

Mo Xiyan looked at them with a cold face and said coldly, "you see, Mo Liu needs better care. Since you don't want to take care of her, the princess must take her away today."

"Want to go? Go after kneeling for a day." Mrs. Mo didn't give in at all.

"How's Mo Liu?" the prime minister seemed to have a conscience than the old lady. At least he saw that Mo Xiyao was so, and knew that he sank his eyes, and then asked.

"You can't die, but if you delay any more, you will die."

"The old woman is not frightened. I want to see if she will die in another day."

"Grandma, she's your granddaughter!"

"Just a concubine, not really."

Don't cherish Yan's silence.

Old lady Mo was shocked by the ruthlessness in her eyes.

At the same time, she finally understood who Mo Jingyuan was selfish and cruel.

The prime minister saw that Mo Xiyan's face changed again. He secretly cried out that it was not good. He was busy winking at his mother, and then said, "mother, you should say less."

Then he looked at Mo Xiyan again, "sister Yan, as long as you go back to the house, don't say to let Mo Liu leave, I'll ask the imperial doctor to treat her."

Back home?

Mo Xiyan's doubts rose again. She looked at the prime minister and said straight to the point, "I wanted to ask this question a long time ago. Why are you so persistent in my return to the house?"

The prime minister's expression changed slightly and immediately said, "this can't tell you, nor should you, a child, know."

"Can't you say it, or can't you say it? Or do you want to cheat me out of my money?"

Mo Xiyan was not polite to the prime minister and choked directly.

However, as soon as the prime minister wanted to return, he was robbed by Mo Xiyan.

"Well, I don't want to know about us."

Then she looked at Qing'er, who had held Mo Xiyao in her hand for a long time. A trace of apology slipped at the bottom of her eyes, but her mouth was still angry.

"Why don't you leave with the princess? What are you doing there?"

"Slaves, slaves and maidservants are just. They are specially responsible for cleaning the ancestral temple. I heard that something happened in the ancestral temple, so I came here."

"Oh." Mo Xiyan looked at the maid for a long time. He always felt that the maid was very disobedient.

It's just that she really can't say what's wrong for the moment.

The maid was stared at by Mo Xiyan for a long time, and her heart was frightened.

The eldest lady doesn't know. Did I put medicine in Mrs. Mo's bowl?

No, no, she doesn't want to die so young. She's only fourteen and still has a lot of time, but what should I do?

But don't cherish Yan. He didn't intend to do anything in the house.

In addition, she could see that the maid was restless and could not achieve great things at all.

So she can forgive them. As for that, don't cherish Yan to gain a good reputation for herself, that's what follows.

At present, what she cares about most is how to get out!