"That's not possible! This is Xuanze's gift to my aunt. Auntie, don't underestimate Xuanze!" Li Xuanze said hurriedly.
Relying on Mo Qing's lack of precautions against children, Li Xuanze snatched the hairpin back and hurriedly paid for it.
Mo Qing's eyelashes trembled as she watched the villain take out a handful of banknotes from his arms.
Jiang Si touched his chin and said thoughtfully: "Master, it seems that this guy Li Xuanze is richer than you."
"Shut up..." Mo Qing said expressionlessly.
She was overthinking it. As the eldest son of the third generation of the Li family, Li Xuanze would belong to him from now on, and the Li family's banknotes would naturally be his banknotes.
Even though he is not too old now, how could Li Yu and Li Pei shortchange this little guy's pocket money.
Mo Qingyu, who has been in the human world for sixteen years and is still not used to the silver coins that humans love to use, rubbed his eyebrows. She had underestimated him.
"That's all, let him be."
After the agreement was made, the two of them stayed where they were. Mo Qingyu was actually a very lazy person. Sometimes he felt tired even if he lifted a finger, so most of the time he stayed still as long as he could.
Otherwise, why would she have stayed motionless in the Demon Palace for a thousand years, refusing to move.
It's not that she can't, but she's just too lazy to move and she finds it troublesome.
It was not like she had never heard the rumors outside, but she didn't care at all.
I would like to ask if an ant bites you through your shoes, will you care?
Of course not, just rumors will not cause any real harm to her at all. If she has that time, she might as well practice more and become a god as soon as possible. Why would there be so many worries?
Unfortunately, it was precisely because of these rumors that she died without a burial place.
Mo Qingyu rubbed her eyebrows, Dou E in the storybook was not wronged by her!
"Why hasn't that little thing come back yet?" Jiang Si raised his eyes and saw a crowd of people surrounding the counter.
Mo Qing's eyebrows moved, and he felt something was wrong, so he said, "Go over and have a look."
Jiang Si obeyed Mo Qing and Zi Zi's words and immediately pushed the person over.
It was so crowded that when I finally got to the front and saw Li Xuanze, I realized that this little guy's eyes were red.
The hosta that was supposed to be taken for payment was now lying on the ground, torn apart, with a bossy young lady standing next to it.
Although Li Xuanze is not old, he is good-looking, smart, well-behaved, and clingy. He is a cute little guy and has never suffered any injustice in the Li family.
Mo Qing couldn't say he liked his cheap nephew, but he couldn't say he disliked him either.
After all, he is also a member of the Li family, and Mo Qingyu is a very protective person.
When the little guy looked like this, he knew he was being bullied.
There was a surge of anger in my heart.
His already deserted complexion looked as if it had been covered with a layer of frost.
Holding the folding fan in his hand and clapping his palms, Mo Qing asked, "What's going on?"
Li Xuanze wiped his tears, squatted on the ground and carefully picked up the broken hosta piece by piece.
Before he could speak, a rather gorgeously dressed woman standing nearby spoke.
"Are you the parent of this brat? Humph, no wonder a cripple would raise such an uneducated creature."
"He took my lady's things without saying anything and broke my lady's things into pieces. This hairpin is not expensive to me."
"But how can poor people like you afford it?"
"My lady, I have a lot of people. If you kneel down and kowtow, this matter will be settled. How about that?"
Mo Qing glanced at her sideways. This man looked young, but he had various jeweled hairpins on his head, and his face was painted with nondescript makeup.
Although the clothes are of high quality, they are all flashy inside and out, which makes your eyes irritate just by looking at them.
It looked like a peacock with its tail trembling and its tail spread.
Chang Wan looked at Mo Qing and Qudan's makeup, and subconsciously felt that this man was not only disabled, but also powerless.
Due to her background, Chang Wan has always been arrogant and domineering, and there are only a few people in the entire capital she cannot afford to offend.
She didn't care that she was a person who could make the most of things, and she knew very well who she could not offend.
"Whose dog was let loose and barked without being tied up?" Mo Qingyu said casually, stretched out his hand and said to Li Xuanze, "Come here."
Li Xuanze walked over step by step, with red eyes, and whispered: "Aunt, that's not the case...I...I didn't..."
Mo Qingyu said nothing, but took out a handkerchief from his arms and handed it to Li Xuanze.
Li Xuanze immediately wrapped up the broken hosta, then put it on his chest and kept it close to his body.
Originally the veil was for the child to wipe away his tears, but Mo Qing didn't say anything when he saw it.
"This sick young man is unlucky."
"Hey, this person is the most favored daughter of the Chang Yushi family. Not to mention her father, her three older brothers are all high-ranking officials in the court."
"It's tragic. It seems like this disabled person won't be able to leave unless he kneels down."
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The people watching were not ordinary people. Those who could enter Yucuifang to buy things were all rich or noble people.
As soon as he saw the young lady's arrogant and domineering appearance, there was a lot of discussion, which saved Mo Qing and the trouble of checking this person's identity.
She's just a young lady from a censor's family, what is she?
"Are you injured?" Mo Qing lowered his eyebrows and asked Li Xuanze to spread his palms, his eyelashes as long as butterfly wings trembling slightly.
Li Xuanze shrank and said, "No..."
Mo Qingyu nodded, pointed his folding fan at Chang Wan over there and said, "Is she the one who bullied you?"
Li Xuanze sniffed, nodded quickly, and said, "I was the first to take a fancy to this hairpin. I paid for it when I came here, but this young lady jumped out from the side."
"He snatched away the hosta I wanted to give to my aunt. Not only did she say it was something she liked, she wanted me to give it back to her."
"But I refused, so she smashed the hosta."
He spoke clearly, and many people around him saw it. Although they didn't dare to bite, they nodded silently in agreement.
Mo Qingyu is a person who doesn't care about her. No matter who he is, whether he is reasonable or not, it doesn't matter if he offends her!
Besides, this hairpin was originally hers, but now it was smashed into pieces.
How could this be true? !
"Miss Chang Yushi's family?" Mo Qing said softly.
Chang Wan talked there for a long time, but when she saw that Mo Qingyu didn't respond to her immediately, she became furious.
She said with a smile, "Cripple, your uncultured child took my things. As a parent, do you still want to deny it?"
Jiang Si was the most annoyed with this kind of dandy, and immediately said: "She is just the daughter of a royal censor. Is she deaf or has a bad brain?"
"Who is right and who is wrong? Who is there who doesn't know clearly?"
"Can you really be a censor and cover the sky with one hand? Oh no, you are just a waste, not even a censor."
Jiang Siping always looked cheerful and informal, but that didn't mean she could tolerate others slandering her master.
If Mo Qing hadn't picked her up easily back then, she might have died in that mountain col, and she wouldn't have the status and strength she has today.
When she was in the Demon Palace, she wanted to clear her master's name more than once.
But Mo Qing and I didn't care about it, so Jiang Si had no choice but to let it go.
She finally crawled out of hell, and now there are still people who dare to insult her master in front of her.
I really don’t want to live anymore.
Although Jiang Si's strength was incomparable to Mo Qing's, it was still easy to kill a little mortal.
Immediately, a ball of demonic energy condensed in the palm of his hand, and a faint purple glow appeared in his eyes.
She was about to take action when Mo Qingyu hit her on the back of her hand with a folding fan.
Mo Qing frowned and said, "Put it away."
Jiang Si was furious: "But Master..."
"I told you to put it away!" Mo Qing's tone was a little more serious.
Jiang Si's chest rose and fell slightly for a moment, then returned to its original state as soon as he closed his eyes.
Li Xuanze lowered his head and looked at Jiang Si's hand, his eyes flickering slightly.
"Why, do you still want to take action? Sure enough, the only way for low-class people is this!" Chang Wan shouted, and a large circle of people gathered around him.
Everyone in the group was holding a stick and all dressed in the same clothes as the servants of the Chang Mansion.
As the most favored young lady of the Chang family, it was normal for Chang Wan to have guards around her, but as soon as these people surrounded her, they forcefully pushed others away.
These people were not polite at all and made everyone angry, but in the end no one dared to stand up and say anything.
Dare to be angry but dare not speak.
Mo Qing, who was thin and sitting in a wheelchair, was really like a small boat drifting on the sea as soon as he was surrounded by these tall and strong guards.
Isolated.
Mo Qingyu looked around and saw that the corners of Jiang Si's mouth had become a straight line.
He raised his eyelashes and said lazily: "You want to do something to me?"
Mo Qing and this person always like to ask questions, which seems mysterious.
Chang Wan had never heard of a disabled person among the aristocratic circles in the capital.
Therefore, no matter how mysterious that person is, it is not a problem for her.
So Chang Wan immediately said sternly: "Since you don't take the initiative to admit your mistake, then I will help you with great mercy."
She waved her arm and said coldly: "Do it!"
Chang Wan just likes to see others crawling at her feet and crying bitterly.
Breaking other people's pride has always been her favorite thing to do.
As the jewel of the Chang family who has been held in the palm of her hand since childhood, Chang Wan's temperament has long been spoiled.
You must get what you want, and if you don't get it, destroy it.
The three people in front of her were just civilians. Even if they died accidentally, they would not dare to find her head.
When she thought of this, Chang Wan seemed to see Mo Qing kneeling at her feet and groveling.
Mo Qing and his elders were desolate and desolate, but the most touching look was the way such a person's pride was shattered.
Chang Wan had a smug smile on her face.
The boss of Jade Cuifang ran away long ago when he saw something was wrong. Apart from the jade items, the only people left in the room were the group led by Chang Wan and Mo Qing and the three people here.
"Do you really want to die?" Mo Qingyu sighed and shook his head.
The guard raised his stick and struck it straight on Mo Qingyu's head.
Li Xuanze was so shocked that he didn't dare to move.
A hint of coldness flashed in Jiang Si's eyes.
This thug didn't hesitate at all, he just wanted to kill them!
The onlookers outside exclaimed in surprise.
This is going to cost lives!
However, Mo Qing was as stable as a mountain. He was sitting in the wheelchair. He raised his arm the moment the stick hit him. The folding fan in his hand firmly stuck the stick at that angle. No matter how the man used it, he would also be there. like a statue.
