Madam is right

Chapter 270 170. I still have medicine on me!
Zhao Mo was not surprised at all when he heard the words, and continued to ask: "Did you prescribe the medicine?"

The clothed man knelt aside and nodded.

"Who told you to do this?"

"This villain really doesn't know. The villain is only responsible for watching the horse. The person who gave the money will leave after I finish feeding the horse..."

On the other hand, Mo Zhichu also found a group of yellow water stains on Qiao Annan's skirt at this time, which looked exactly like tea stains.

Mo Zhichu asked her in a low voice how she got here, and Qiao Annan only talked about what happened in the private room at the beginning.

It's just that after finishing speaking, both Mo Zhichu and Qiao Annan looked unhappy.

During this period, He Ziyan sat on the soft couch and listened quietly.

There was no trace of panic or surprise on her face, but Zhao Jue could see some clues.

At this time, He Ziyan, who was sitting on the side, breathed a sigh of relief inwardly: That's right, you can just grab the little guy and ask, even if you try, you won't be able to find me.

But at this moment, Zhao Jue asked gently: "Miss He is injured right now, and she has never seen the servants of the Shangshu Mansion. I wonder how Miss He will return to the mansion in a while?"

The suddenness of Zhao Jue's question made He Ziyan think for a moment that Zhao Jue was caring about her.

He Ziyan was immediately elated, suppressed the smile that was about to overflow from her lips, and said: "Your Highness, I am worried, Ziyan and her personal maid will meet later..."

Halfway through the speech, He Ziyan seemed to suddenly realize why Zhao Jue asked such a question, and looked up at Zhao Jue in surprise, speechless.

At this time, Zhao Jue said: "Since this is the case, the matter is now clear. Miss He is still injured. Why don't you go back to the house and rest. I don't know the name of Miss He's maid?"

He Ziyan really said it, and she didn't say it, but under Zhao Jue's gaze, in the end, He Ziyan still said two words tremblingly: "Xiang... Xiangling..."

Zhao Jue shouted to the outside of the private room, and the maid called "Xiang Ling" hurried into the private room.

But as soon as she appeared in the private room, the commoner man recognized her and immediately shouted: "That's her! It's the horse she showed me!"

He Ziyan's face turned pale with fright in an instant, and Xiang Ling also knew in an instant that the matter might be exposed.

But Xiangling was still a bit of a city mansion, and after a moment of surprise, she entered the door as if nothing had happened, bowed to everyone, and asked Zhao Jue respectfully what orders she had.

I didn't expect that Xiang Ling was a formidable person, but few people in the room thought of it.

Zhao Mo kicked the clothed man again, and said, "My girl didn't hear clearly, please say it again."

Now that the commoner man saw the scapegoat, how could he hold his breath, he immediately said: "This is the girl, she gave me the silver, horse medicine and horse, and said that as long as the horse starts to feel uneasy, let go of the rein." The villain took the task because he saw it was easy, young master, see clearly!"

Xiangling was puzzled when she heard the words, she turned her head to face the commoner man, and asked, "Young master, are you talking about slaves?"

Mo Zhichu turned his head to look at the pale He Ziyan on the soft couch, then at Xiang Ling who was good at acting, and shook his head secretly.

She didn't care whether Xiang Ling would admit it or not, she raised her legs and walked to the soft couch, meeting He Ziyan's still-shocked eyes.

"He Ziyan, why didn't I know before that you are not only arrogant and domineering, but also malicious?"

Only then did He Ziyan come back to her senses, facing Shang Mo Zhichu's clear eyes, she denied it flatly: "I don't know what you're talking about?!"

Mo Zhichu squatted in front of the soft couch, reached out to touch He Ziyan's swollen half of her face, and said, "This slap, I think it was really a good slap by the princess. But I think this slap is not light."

"You!..." He Ziyan was about to scold when she heard Mo Zhichu say, "But I still admire you."

"In order to put blame on the princess, not only did he stab himself cruelly, but he also tried to hurt the princess with a horse. If Yanqing and I hadn't arrived, I'm afraid you would really have succeeded."

Mo Zhichu revealed everything at once, and instantly tore He Ziyan's mask to pieces.

He Ziyan finally returned to the familiar state of Mo Zhichu, her eyes were dark, and she said loudly: "Mo Zhichu, you spitting blood!"

Mo Zhichu smiled: "Oh? Really? You said the princess stabbed you with a knife. The princess's dress is fluttering today, and it's amazing that she can keep her sleeves from being stained with blood while holding a knife. Instead, Miss He, do you know where the blood on your cuff comes from?"

When He Ziyan heard this, she nervously grabbed her wide sleeves, and when she picked them up, she found bloodstains on the cuffs. Not only were there bloodstains, but the sleeves were clearly cut with a small cut by the blade.

He Ziyan hurriedly wanted to hide her sleeves, when she heard Mo Zhichu say: "In comparison, is the princess's clothes too clean? What do you think, Miss He?"

Mo Zhichu looked at He Ziyan jokingly, but only saw He Ziyan's red eyes with hatred.

He Ziyan opened her mouth to scold, but it turned into a scream.

Mo Zhichu directly pulled her down from the slump, then supported her shoulders, and with a touch of his toes, he flew straight out of the window of the private room on the third floor.

Zhao Jue was taken aback, and hurriedly chased after the window: "Chu'er!"

He Ziyan kept cursing: "Mo Zhichu, you lunatic! Let me go! You bitch!"

Mo Zhichu seemed to have never heard of it, and just blew a whistle leisurely.

Soon, not only He Ziyan, but also several people upstairs heard the distinct sound of horseshoes.

He Ziyan looked ahead in horror, only to hear the rapid and steady sound of horseshoes getting closer.

In my ear was Mo Zhichu's ghostly voice: "He Ziyan, the medicine on the dress of the princess is the one you put down. I guess the medicine is for the horse to bump into the princess. Since you put the medicine, Presumably there must be something left on your body? Tell me, will my Abao run over and hit you directly?"

He Ziyan's gaze lost focus, she just kept shaking her head and said, "Don't...don't...Mo Zhichu, you can't do this to me!"

Mo Zhichu really gave a ruffian smile, and said comfortingly: "Don't be afraid, my Abao's blood is more mellow, his blood is more vigorous, and his strength is stronger. Don't worry, you won't feel too much pain. After all My Abao has a much more sensitive sense of smell than ordinary little wild cats."

He Ziyan couldn't care about other things right now, she could only shake her head and beg for mercy: "Let me go! Let me go! I'll tell you everything!"

Right now, Ah Bao has gone from only being able to hear the sound to breaking into everyone's sight.

He Ziyan yelled in dismay: "Don't let it come here! I still have medicine on me! Let it go away!!!"

I don't know when Mo Zhichu let go of He Ziyan, but He Ziyan, holding her head in her hands, crouched on the ground in fear.

(End of this chapter)