As soon as she squatted down, she was keenly aware that someone was looking at her, and the eyes were very unfriendly. Rongli raised her head and happened to catch the girl's eyes.
The girl didn't seem to expect that she would suddenly raise her head. She had no time to control her expression and looked away in panic, but the hatred on her face did not disappear for a long time.
I don’t remember when I offended this person. Could it be that he had a grudge against the original owner?
That's not right, the original owner has never left the house, so where can he be an enemy?
She tried hard to recall the plot in the book, but unfortunately she read it too carelessly and couldn't remember who she was.
If you can't think of it, don't think about it. He's probably not an important person.
Not long after, a pale-faced father-in-law came in holding a whisk and an imperial edict in his hand.
"Mrs. Xu, please accept the order."
Mrs. Mo led everyone to kneel down again.
Rongli was still squatting at the back. Fortunately, her skirt was long enough so that no one could see her.
"The emperor's edict is carried out by heaven... The war king Mo Beishen intends to rebel. The evidence is conclusive. I remember that I and my father have the kindness of being a slave to the dragon. I have equalized the merits and demerits. I have taken back the military power, demoted it to a commoner, and exiled myself to the Northern Desert. I will set off today. Qin this!"
The content was basically consistent with what was stated in the book. Rongli had been mentally prepared for a long time, but everyone in the Zhan Prince's Mansion still held on to a glimmer of hope, hoping that the emperor would not do too much. Now that hope was shattered, everyone's eyes were dull and they sat slumped on the ground. .
The old lady was holding her cane, beating her chest and feet, and kept saying: "My family is unlucky, my family is unlucky..."
The second and third bedrooms were frightened a long time ago. They didn't expect that things would become so serious. If they had known earlier, they might... It's too late to say anything now.
Mrs. Mo wept silently, her eyes were swollen from crying. It had only been one day, and the formerly bright and beautiful lady was like a gem that had lost its luster, no longer alive.
Without giving them much time to breathe, the officials who searched the house and escorted the exiled prisoners came, and with them the dying Mo Beichen.
Mo Beichen was carried back on a wooden board. There was not a single piece of good flesh on his body, his limbs were bruised and his muscles and veins were all broken. Blood flowed from the execution room to Prince Zhan's palace. When Mrs. Mo saw this, she staggered over and ran over, biting the tip of her tongue to stop it. Make yourself faint.
He stretched out his hand, then retracted it helplessly. In the end, he could only cover his face and cry.
Who knows how it feels to watch your son become a cripple but feel helpless.
She already lost her husband, why would she harm her son?
Her son is still so young and just married——
"No... my son will not rebel, and Prince Zhan will not rebel... I want to see the emperor..."
Mrs. Mo's eyes were red, and she was so sad that she couldn't help herself. She rushed towards the door crazily, but was thrown back by the soldiers guarding the door.
The beads of blood slid down her fair cheeks, and she broke down and cried: "Beishen... Beishen... My son, please open your eyes and look at your mother..."
"Mom!" Rongli's nose felt sore and she almost cried.
Did her mother call her like this in another world...
With trembling hands, Mo Weiwei wrapped the brocade handkerchief around Mo Beichen's wrist, but as soon as she wrapped it around it, the brocade handkerchief turned red, making her jump anxiously.
"What should I do? What should I do? I can't stop it... I can't stop it..."
Just when everyone was anxious, a sound of breaking wind came.
"I'll beat you to death for being an unfilial descendant." The old lady gritted her teeth and swung her crutch to hit the unconscious Mo Beichen hard.
Not to mention Mo Bei sinking after this hit, even a good person had to do something good.
Rongli's face darkened. This old woman was crazy. Just as she was about to take it with her bare hands, Mrs. Mo was one step ahead of her and blocked him with her own body.
The crutch covered the entire back from the back of her head. Mrs. Mo groaned, turned her head, and looked at her with a destructive look.
"Who told you to touch my son?"
She is like a she-wolf who has lost her child, biting anyone she sees.
The look in her eyes was so scary that the old lady couldn't help but take two steps back.
Rongli quickly ran over and helped the person up.
"Mom... aunt, what are you doing? Why are you beating my eldest brother." With tears in her eyes, Mo Weiwei looked at the kind elder in her mind in disbelief.
Mo Yifeng helped his mother up and looked at her silently, obviously waiting for a reasonable explanation.
"Hmph!" The old lady snorted coldly and said harshly: "If you want to die, don't drag the second and third children with you. If I had known that you would harm the Mo family, I shouldn't have given up the title of King of War to you."
The people in the big house were speechless by her words.
Who does she think she is? Is the prince's position just something she can give up? Who among the two-bedroom and three-bedroom apartments has the ability to take on this important task?
"Don't forget that this glory of the Kefu was earned by my son. It was earned by my husband's life. Now that my son has been framed, is this how you treat him?"
The old lady said coolly: "If you can't hold on, you're a waste."
Mrs. Mo squeezed Rongli's hand so hard that her joints turned white.
The officer who searched the house waved his hand, "Everyone listens to the order. A team will keep a close eye on the prisoners and will not allow them to leave the hall. If they disobey, they will be killed."
The other team searched for me, so I kept my eyes open. If they found any evidence of crime, they would be promoted to a higher level. "
The deputy general in charge of searching the house was a member of the Mohist Army. Mo Yifeng happened to know him and became angry on the spot when he heard what he said.
"Yan Feng, what do you mean? Don't forget that you were promoted by my eldest brother. Is this how you repay my eldest brother?"
Yan Feng raised his hands in the direction of the palace: "I am loyal to the emperor and eat the emperor's food. What does it have to do with your Mo family? Or do you really want to rebel?"
"you……"
"Feng'er, shut up." Mrs. Mo was trembling with anger, her joints were turning white. Feng'er was too impulsive and fell into the trap of the other party in just a few words.
The eldest son was deposed, and the Mo family had to rely on Feng'er to support it. She couldn't let anything happen to Feng'er.
Just when she was about to collapse, a pair of hands held her firmly. Mrs. Mo looked up and met a pair of concerned eyes. Rongli squeezed her hand and whispered, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Mrs. Mo's hands were shaking violently, but her heart was soothed by these eyes. Her eyes were extremely firm, giving her the courage to trust for no reason.
Mrs. Mo nodded repeatedly, with tears in her eyes: "Okay, I believe in you..."
Mo Yifeng also knew that he was impulsive, but he just couldn't help it. How could these people look down on others, throw dirty water on his elder brother, and cause him so much misery? How could he just watch his elder brother suffer? .
He felt sorry for his conscience if he didn't do something.
"Huh, good dogs don't block the way, get out of the way." Yan Feng snorted coldly, pushed the person away rudely, and led the person arrogantly towards the backyard.
Looking at his back, Mo Yifeng spat, his eyes sharp and heavy.
Rongli took a closer look, and her beautiful brows immediately frowned. She was so seriously injured, could she be saved?
Thinking that he is the main villain in the book makes me feel a little more at ease.
but.
She has ruined the plot, what if something unexpected happens?
It didn't matter whether the person died or not, the key was that she didn't want to see the beautiful mother cry.
The escorting officer saw that they were almost ready, and ordered his men to distribute coarse clothes and linen cloth, and after changing their clothes, they were on their way.
These people don't have a good temper, as it was easy to see from just now, so even if they were unwilling to do so, they still put on their clothes.
