Chapter 116 Scourge
Hua Ling was an abandoned daughter brought back by Patriarch Mo ten years ago.

In name, although she is the only young lady of the Mo family, she is the gifted daughter whom the Mo family dotes on.

In fact, Hua Ling has never been welcomed by Mrs. Mo in the Mo family.

Hualing's origin is unknown, and Mo Lichuan always hangs around an adopted daughter, Madam Mo naturally thinks that it is Hualing who has confused her son.

At this moment, Yan Buwen couldn't tell Hua Ling's whereabouts, so Mrs. Mo immediately blamed Hua Ling for her son's serious injury.

She held her breath in her mouth, and scolded: "It's that stinky girl again, what crime did I do in my life to let that scourge of Hua Ling take revenge on me and harm my son."

The servants of the Mo Mansion hurried in and out, cooperating with the mysterious doctor to clean Mo Lichuan's wound, and pots of scarlet blood were brought out from the inner room.

In an instant, Madam Mo was so frightened that her legs went limp and she didn't dare to look over to the bed.

Seeing this, Madam Mo's two personal servants helped her from left to right, stroked Madam Mo's back, and gave her comfort.

"Ma'am, don't worry. Guard Yan said that His Highness Ninth Prince has already given Young Master a life-saving elixir, so nothing will happen."

Mrs. Mo was helped by the maid and sat down, "Yes, madam, if the young master wakes up, he definitely doesn't want the madam to be in a hurry because of worry. If the madam falls ill, the young master will feel bad, and he will feel guilty." .”

Mrs. Mo accused Hua Ling, and the maid could only persuade her, but did not dare to agree.

After all, Hualing is also the master of the Mo family, the younger sister of Mo Lichuan who is on top of his heart, and the adopted daughter recognized by the head of the Mo family.

And they are servants, Madam Mo can scold them, but they dare not.

At this moment, Mrs. Mo's mind has long been disturbed, so she can't listen to her and persuade her.

All the grief and anger are intertwined, and the flames in my heart are also kneaded into a ball.

With anger in her eyes, she shouted at the guards outside: "Come on, you go wait outside the palace, wait for the Patriarch to come out, and tell the Patriarch that something happened to Chuan'er, come back and make decisions for Chuan'er, and find out who seriously injured my son. murderer."

As she spoke, she looked at the bed with distress, and cried, "There is also that stinky girl Hua Ling, my wife will never let her go lightly..."

Yan Buwen frowned, feeling extremely helpless, he said: "Ma'am, regardless of whether Mr. Mo's injury has anything to do with the Second Miss, we should calm down first and find the Second Miss."

Yan Buwen was used to seeing life and death, but he had never seen a woman crying.

Especially when he saw Mrs. Mo's attitude towards his adopted daughter again, he instantly became a little embarrassed standing here, and it was not easy to persuade or comfort him.

Only then did Mrs. Mo come to her senses, and ordered to the guard: "Yes, you guys go and get that stinky girl Hua Ling back to Mrs. Ben!"

Then, he turned his head to look at Yanbu and asked, "Guard Yan, where did Chuan'er get hurt, and why did he get hurt so badly..."

Yan Buwen replied without any hesitation: "Mr. Mo was killed in the Lingmai Grand Canyon. Madam can look for clues from there. However, it is better to wait for Mr. Mo to wake up."

Then, he cupped his hands and bowed again, "Madam, this subordinate has to go back to report, so I won't stay any longer."

When Yan Buwen came out of Mo's residence, a luxurious carriage stopped in front of him.

He recognized the identity of the person at a glance, frowned, and bowed to the carriage with fists cupped, "I have seen His Royal Highness Prince Yan."

The curtain of the carriage was lifted by a slender white hand, and immediately after, Jun Yanchu got out of the carriage.

(End of this chapter)

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