mad concubine

Mo Xi slowly closed the scroll in his hand, and his legs and feet were already walking out. The Fourth Miss, Mo Lan, seemed to want to go out with her, but when she saw Mo Yunshi's domineering face, her feet felt like nails were planted. But watching Mo Xi walk out step by step, the expression on her face changed intricately, and finally rushed forward, grabbing Mo Xi's arm.

Mo Xi turned her head and looked at Mo Lan shaking her head at her. Her eyes were full of nervousness. She knew that Mo Lan was worried about her own safety. She must be the third lady who is not a fuel-efficient lamp. The person who lived in their third room.

Mo Xi gently brushed away Mo Lan's catkins, and smiled at her gently. This overwhelming smile made Mo Lan slightly startled. At the moment when she lost her mind, Mo Xi had already left. out.

"Why do you hit my maid? This lady wants you to apologize to Hong Ling immediately..." The cold voice escaped from the bottom of Mo Xi's throat, she gave Mo Yunshi a casual look, and at the same time, casually Put the family tree in your hand on the hollow wooden window sill.

Her words not only surprised Mo Yunshi, even Hong Ling was startled, she never thought that the master would stand up for her, she was just a little servant girl.

"Miss, the servant is fine—" Hong Ling was afraid that things would get worse, so she wanted to stop her.

At this time, the third miss, Mo Yunshi also came back to her senses, with a look of contempt on her face, and looked into Mo Xi's cold water eyes: "You nympho, did someone from the Hua Palace come to annul the engagement to stimulate you? Really! You are becoming more and more incoherent, and you actually asked this lady to apologize to your maid, hahaha... You are really an idiot, I am afraid that it is not only your maid who needs to be cleaned up, but even your skin is itchy and needs to be cleaned up..."

Before she finished speaking, Mo Yunshi raised her arms high again, the maid Hong Ling's eyes widened, she rushed forward without thinking, and stood in front of the young lady, another loud "slap" slap came out again, only this time But the person who was beaten was Miss San!

Hong Ling looked at her raised hand, her eyes widened in astonishment, her mouth also opened wide, the slap just now came from her hand, embarrassing, she hit Miss San! !Oh my god, Hong Ling was about to cry, but she can guarantee that this slap really didn't mean to her, and she didn't understand what was going on.

Hong Ling was weeping, and looked at Mo Xi beside her, wanting to cry but without tears: "Miss, really... really not a slave..."

"Of course it's not you. Even if I borrow ten leopards' guts from you, you probably wouldn't dare..." Mo Xi's lips curled up into a playful smile. Her smile made Third Miss Mo Yunshi feel a chill.