Evil Prince's Crap Wild Consort

Chapter 31 - Deliberate provocation

Xia Zhi nodded his head drowsily, the immense pain caused her to quickly fall asleep.

Ou Yang Yin Shun watched from outside the window for the whole night, and had only just woken up from his shock. It was unbelievable that Mo Ling could actually reconnect his broken legs.

Ignoring Liang Shanggong, Mo Ling walked straight back to her own room. She needed to rest now.

Mo Family's Main Courtyard.

Mo Rou sat there sinisterly, looking at the Zhao mama's tongue being delivered to him, his stomach filled with an indescribable rage!

"How preposterous!" Mo Rou angrily slammed the table, "Who's so bold, daring to provoke me?"

The person who had delivered the goods had long since disappeared, and only a letter and the Zhao mama's tongue remained. The blood on the letter was shocking, and the word "spirit" was written crookedly.

"Take it and burn it!" Mo Rou said angrily, but the moment her words landed, Zhao mama's legs were thrown in from the door!

"Chase! Chase!" Mo Rou shouted as she chased after her.

The house was empty, not a single soul to be seen.

"Who?" Mo Rou roared, "Come out if you have the guts, don't play tricks here, don't use that bitch's name to oppose me, just show yourself if you have the ability! Mo Ling, even if it really is you, I will not be afraid! "

Responding to Mo Rou were a few falling leaves, and an endless silence.

Mo Rou pursed her lips tightly, looked around fiercely and muttered to herself, "Mo Ling, if you have the ability, come and take your life with me. If I can kill you once, I can kill you twice!"

Woo! Woo!

After Zhao mama saw Mo Rou, he waved his arms, wanting to say something, but Mo Rou was unable to understand what she meant. The situation between the Zhao mama and Xia Zhi was too similar.

"Pull it down and dispose of it." Without the slightest bit of mercy, Mo Rou coldly said.

Zhao mama looked at Mo Rou in disbelief, her mouth full of nonsense, as though she was an animal being dragged out.

Mo Rou had already realized the seriousness of the situation, so she was definitely purposefully challenging her.

In the other carriage, Dong Cheng Yu purposely delayed for two days before sending Xiao Lian back to Mo Mansion.

Kneeling in front of Mo Rou, Xiao Lian lowered her head, and did not dare to continue speaking after repeating Mo Ling's words. Back then, it was also because Mo Rou had a similar gaze to her that Mo Rou kept her by her side.

"Third Miss really said that?" Mo Rou's eyebrows drooped and the corners of her mouth drooped. Her entire body was covered in red, looking very solemn.

Xiao Lian nodded, she did not dare look at Mo Rou.

"Drag him down, and I won't leave any useless people by my side." Mo Rou was furious, this was outrageous, in just a short span of two days, she had managed to create so many problems.

Mo Rou subconsciously pushed all of the problems onto Mo Ling, and secretly decided to get rid of this Mo Family.

At a secret villa outside the city.

After Mo Ling finished sleeping, she stretched and walked out.

"It's still early, why did Third Miss stand up?" Ou Yang Yin Shun taunted as he spoke. He held a white jade fan in his hand and sat on a chair, contentedly basking in the sunset.

Mo Ling ignored him and walked straight towards Xia Zhi's house. Xia Zhi's wound needed to be changed. It took 24 hours every day, and she had to change the medicine every 6 hours. Otherwise, not only would the wound not heal, it would also fester.

Obviously, Mo Ling's actions had displeased him.

Ou Yang Yin Shun who was reclining on the reclining chair, straightened his body and stared at Mo Ling, his voice becoming twice as loud, "No matter how capable you are, as long as I don't agree, you can't even take half a step into that room."

Mo Ling stopped in her tracks and said, her voice filled with anger. " Young Master Ouyang, I would like to ask you to help me treat Xia Zhi's wounds. "

Ou Yang Yin Shun leaned on the reclining chair, and looked to the side, as though he did not hear anything.

Seeing that Ou Yang Yin Shun was ignoring him, Mo Ling started striding forward. Just as his left leg left the ground, countless arrows came flying from both sides of his body. Mo Ling dodged, raised his leg and hit the tree trunk in front of him, causing it to fly backwards as he turned his head to glare at Ou Yang Yin Shun.

"What does Young Master Ouyang mean by this?"

Ou Yang Yin Shun picked his ears and glanced at Mo Ling, the expression on his face constantly changing, "I already said, you can't even take half a step into that room."

With such a perverted and ever-changing personality, one second he was talking and laughing, the next he was covered in dark clouds. Even June's sky wasn't as fast as his change in attitude!

Mo Ling endured, and said calmly, "How can I be allowed to enter Young Master Ouyang?"

Mo Ling did not want to waste her strength, she still needed Ou Yang Yin Shun's care along the way, so she could not get into an argument with Ou Yang Yin Shun.

Seeming to be very satisfied with Mo Ling's attitude, Ou Yang Yin Shun stood up from the reclining chair, walked to Mo Ling's side, and leaned towards him as she spoke while exhaling next to Mo Ling's ear, "Tell me, who are you?"

Every word seemed to carry some enticement. If not for Mo Ling's mental fortitude, she would have already been bewitched by Ou Yang Yin Shun. Mo Ling stood up straight and took a step back, pulling away from Ou Yang Yin Shun, the cool breeze blew away the ambiguous atmosphere that Ou Yang Yin Shun had left in his ear.

"Who did Young Master Ouyang say I am?" Both of his eyes were filled with vigilance. Mo Ling's mouth had a trace of a smile, but that smile merely floated on his face.

"You are not a Third Miss Third Miss, and are rumored to be a trash." Ou Yang Yin Shun unintentionally glanced at Mo Ling, and had already captured the movements of the Soul Descending Mirror in her hands, "How could a trash that can't even tell the difference between the ingredients make a good pill, and furthermore …"

Ou Yang Yin Shun glanced at the room Xia Zhi was in and continued speaking, "The person inside is the servant of Mo Family's rebel, Mo Ling. You are an orthodox daughter of the Mo Family, yet you care so much about her, it really makes one suspicious."

He didn't say a word, just two lines were enough to prove his suspicions.

That's right, Mo Ling never wanted to hide her talent, but Mo Ling Yan was actually a trash. She could not even concoct the most basic of laxatives, and 12 years ago she was only a 3 or 4 year old child, how could she remember Xia Zhi?

For someone as intelligent as Ou Yang Yin Shun, his suspicions were not baseless.

"What is it? Unable to speak? " Ou Yang Yin Shun raised his eyebrows, becoming more and more curious about Mo Ling's true identity, "Why don't you tell me, your true identity, I will consider whether or not our relationship as master and servant needs to end."

End? Do you think she's a three-year-old? Once the life and death contract was signed, there was no way to rescind it. It would only end with the death of one of the parties.

"Young Master Ouyang, stop messing around." Mo Ling looked at Ou Yang Yin Shun intently, "I am Miss Mo Family, as if it is a forgery."

Ou Yang Yin Shun was just about to speak when he sensed a dangerous aura. The teasing between his brows disappeared, and he returned to his usual grave and stern look. Before Mo Ling could react, he had already pulled Mo Ling back by a big step.

Just as they shifted their positions, the arrows had already landed where Mo Ling was standing before.

"Be careful!"

Following Mo Ling's roar, a group of black-clothed men holding long swords descended from the sky, and a group of black shadows rushed towards Ou Yang Yin Shun. Mo Ling took a closer look, that thing was …