Evil Prince's Crap Wild Consort

Chapter 82 - The Old Lady's Birthday

The deaths of Mo Yi and his wife did not cause any ripples to the people of Mo Family. Instead, it made some people very excited.

Without Mo Yi as a stumbling block, it would be much easier for them to become Family Head.

Mo Ling also sped up her preparations, counting all the existing medicinal ingredients by herself.

Ou Yang Yin Shun gave her a lot of precious herbs, but he had used most of them recently. Looking at the few herbs, Mo Ling frowned.

"Worry." Mo Ling said indifferently. In the Family Head's selection, refining medicine was the key.

Even with her high innate talent, she was still unable to use the most common medicinal herbs to refine such an astonishing medicine.

His starting point was already lower than others.

Dong, dong, dong.

Knocking on the door interrupted Mo Ling's train of thoughts, causing him to gently push open the door and enter, "Miss, young master Tang has come to find you."

Young Master Tang? Where did this young master come from?

As Mo Ling was pondering, Mo Shuai appeared at the door waving his fan.

He was dressed in a blue robe with sunlight behind him, his bookish face was covered with a faint smile, and in his hand was a bundle. He did not wait for Mo Ling to speak, and confidently walked in.

"Little sister Yan'er, look what I brought you!" Mo Shuai placed the bag in his hands in front of Mo Ling, and opened up the bag, which was filled with rare herbs.

Mo Ling's phoenix eyes faintly flashed as she looked at Mo Shuai in alarm, "For me?"

Mo Shuai nodded, seeing Mo Ling's guarded look, she disdainfully pursed her lips, "Don't always act like you are not allowed near, these are all for you to participate in the Family Head's preliminary competition."

Mo Ling naturally knew that these things were all for her, and there was no need to be so attentive and solicitous, whether it was stolen or not.

Mo Shuai looked at Mo Ling who was about to reject him, and a look of displeasure flashed past his face, "You are really unreasonable, I will give it to you as a gift, how can I harm you?"

Seeing Mo Shuai angry, Mo Ling's doubt dissipated quite a bit. He indeed had no reason to frame him.

As for the medicinal ingredients, with just a single glance, Mo Ling could roughly tell that all of them were real.

"Thank you very much." Mo Ling said as he gave Cheng Bu Shi a look for her to keep the medicinal herbs.

Seeing that, Mo Shuai gave Mo Ling a praising look, as if she was truly an obedient cousin.

"I've done you such a big favor, how are you going to thank me?" Mo Shuai opened his fan, raised the corner of his mouth and said to Mo Ling.

Mo Ling poured a cup of water and passed it in front of Mo Shuai, as she said indifferently, "Didn't I thank you just now? "What, do you still want to thank me?"

The corner of Mo Shuai's mouth twitched. As expected, he could not take advantage of Mo Ling.

When he saw the man and woman sitting inside the room, his brows tightly knitted, a trace of displeasure on his face. He stopped in Mo Ling's courtyard for a moment before flying away.

Sensing that Rong Mo had left, Mo Shuai also stood up, said goodbye and left confidently.

Mo Ling did not notice Rong Mo's arrival, she was only very curious about this person called Mo Shuai.

After confirming that Mo Shuai had left, Mo Ling ordered Cheng Bu Shi to investigate her background.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

The old woman from Mo Mansion was about to have his eightieth birthday.

Early that morning, the servants of Mo Mansion began their preparations. There were lanterns and decorations everywhere, and words were hung everywhere along with the red words "Life".

The emperors of the four nations sent their congratulations one after another. The disciples of the Mo Family were all gathered together, bustling with noise and excitement.

In this Mo Mansion, the only thing she missed the most was this old woman.

The old woman had sincerely treated her well, protected her sincerely, and protected her for many years. Later on, she broke through all obstacles and became the Family Head, but the old woman became distant from her because she was afraid that she would become her weak spot.

The elderly woman had already lost her ability to walk.

She was pushed out of the wheelchair. Her eyes were dull, her expression dull, and saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth.

With just a glance, Mo Ling felt a sharp pain in her heart. Why did the old woman become like this?

Damn it!

Mo Ling secretly cursed, and looked coldly at Mo Rou who was beside the old woman.

Her face was white and charming, and her posture was charming and graceful. The elegance and elegance on her face were extremely dazzling. Rather than saying that this was the old woman's birthday, it would be more accurate to say that it was hers.

Luckily this old thing did not die, otherwise, what kind of reason would she use to gather all the descendants of the Mo Family?

Seeing the contempt in Mo Rou's eyes, hatred ignited in Mo Ling's heart. She clenched her fists tightly and wanted to kill Mo Rou.

Suddenly, Mo Ling felt something from her shoulder, she turned to face Mo Shuai's smiling face, "Little sister Yan'er, it's time for the banquet to begin, are you not going to take your seat?"

The old lady's look made Mo Ling lose control. Just like that day when she saw Mo Rou torturing Xia Zhi, she had to take action and teach Mo Rou a lesson.

Fortunately, Mo Shuai stopped her.

He gratefully glanced at Mo Shuai, but realized that Mo Shuai didn't appreciate his gesture at all. After bringing Mo Ling to her seat, he turned and left, not even sparing him a glance.

"Thank you all for coming to congratulate this old woman on her birthday. This Mo Mansion truly brings light to my humble dwelling." Mo Rou said. Her gentle voice was as smooth and moving as mountain stream water, and with every movement she made, she spoke with endless elegance.

"Thank you, Madame Rou, for your hospitality."

The Mo Family without Mo Yi was even more so Mo Rou's sole ruler. The entire Mo Family was hers, "Everyone, please take your seats."

Hearing Mo Rou's words, everyone took their seats, but the seat of the Saints's He Shou Shou Shou was empty.

Because of Chenopterygium's death, because of the death of Mo Ling Si and Mo Lingyao, Mo Family and the Cheng Family had become enemies that could not be resolved.

As the Queen of Saints, if Cheng Fei Yan did not say anything, naturally no one would dare to congratulate the old lady of the Mo Mansion on his birthday.

Seeing that, Mo Rou was slightly displeased, Cheng Fei Yan actually made it so obvious, to the point that she did not hold back at all.

Since that was the case, she didn't need to leave any face for Cheng Fei Yan.

Although the Mo Family was gradually declining, the skinny and dead camel was still bigger than a horse. She did not believe that Cheng Fei Yan could contend against her.

Fury overflowing from his heart, Mo Rou forced out a smile and pushed the old woman to the seat of honor. He sat himself down, intending to snatch the seat of honor.

The old woman sat dumbly in her wheelchair, her body rigid and unable to move.

Seeing that, a look of pain flashed past Mo Ling's eyes.

Just as the banquet was about to begin, a figure walked in and instantly attracted everyone's attention.