Chapter 1227

"What are you doing?" The sudden attack caused Feng Baizhe to retreat a few steps, a little further away from the edge of the bed, and he glared at Mo Jinlan who was holding a long whip: "Are you crazy?"

"Hmph." Mo Jinlan sneered: "My eldest lady of the Mo family also deserves the finger of a king of subjugation like you, what are you?"

"You..." Feng Baizhe had never been humiliated so rudely before, "Bitch, do you want to destroy the agreement we reached?"

"So what?" Mo Jinlan took two steps forward, her petite body standing in front of Mo Lingwei: "What's the matter with you, a dog who is willing to betray his nation and disregard the lives of the people in order to restore the country? Are you qualified to negotiate terms and agreements with this lady?"

"Do you think that Mo Lingyuan will forgive you if you do this?" Feng Baizhe wished he could tear the woman in front of her who refused her promise, "What exactly do you want?"

"After tonight, I will never go back to Jincheng in my life. I don't care if Mo Lingyuan forgives me. As for you, I just want to use the people in your hands to restrain the Mo family's guards.

Miss Ben took this child away.

As for the eldest lady of the Mo family, she is always a member of our Mo family, but it is not your turn to trample on her! "

Mo Jinlan turned around, wanting to hug Xiu'er who was sleeping in the bed.

Feng Baizhe stepped back step by step, stretched her fingers to her waist, and took out a pistol...

"Miss Mo." The guards of the Feng family happened to come in. Seeing this scene, they rushed towards Feng Baizhe, "Be careful!"

A gunshot rang out, hitting the guard in the shoulder.

When Feng Baizhe was about to point the gun at Mo Jinlan, the long whip in Mo Jinlan's hand slammed out. The whip wrapped around Feng Baizhe's arm like a snake, and with a strong pull, Feng Baizhe Folded and fell to the ground.

The gun Feng Baizhe was holding was thrown out, and Mo Jinlan threw out another long whip, rolled the gun back, held it in the palm of his hand, and aimed at Feng Baizhe's shoulder with a shot.

Before Feng Baizhe could react, the long whip in his hand was thrown out again, trapping Feng Baizhe firmly.

Mo Jinlan helped up the injured guard, and handed him the gun in his hand: "How are you?"

"It's okay." The guard got up from the ground and tore off a piece of clothes to wrap around the wound on his shoulder: "Our people are already safe, let's go down the mountain quickly."

"Where are the guards of the Mo family?"

"Being caught by the guards of the Feng family, our people surrounded the courtyard, and the guards of the Feng family have no time to take care of us for the time being."

"Okay." Mo Jinlan turned around and went to the edge of the bed, and hugged Xiu'er, "I'll take him to see Shaojin."

"But..." The guard looked at the child in Mo Jinlan's arms, and then his eyes fell on Mo Lingwei who was lying on the edge of the bed: "Isn't the person you asked us to bring back Miss Mo?"

"It's Miss Mo." Mo Jinlan lowered his eyes and looked at Xiu'er in his arms gently: "But without this child, even if I tie my sister there, Shaojin who keeps her sister can't keep her heart of.

This child, just give Shaojin a little thought at that time, didn't Shaojin miss his child all the time? "

"But wasn't this child born to Young Master Mo and Mrs. Young Master Mo?" the guard asked puzzled.

"Do you believe it?" Mo Jinlan held Xiu'er's head in his palm, "This child does look somewhat similar to his elder brother, but it is not impossible for his nephew to look like his uncle. When my elder brother and my sister-in-law fell off the cliff, then If you fall from a high place, do you think the child in my sister-in-law's belly can survive?

Besides, the child's birth month was too consistent with Shaojin's calculated month.

What makes me even more puzzled is that I have observed secretly for a long time, and this child is extremely attached to Mo Lingwei..."