Donate Merits! Squander the Family Fortune! Flip Over the Coffin of My Faked-Death Husband

In her previous life, the scumbag faked his death at the border. Deceived by others, she believed her feelings for him were profound. She committed suicide at his grave, following him to the afterl...

Chapter 601 Late Autumn, smash her mouth for me!

Chapter 601 Late Autumn, smash her mouth for me!

Mo Yingxue's face suddenly darkened, and she shouted coldly, "Who the hell do you think you are? Are you worthy enough to ask the Prince of Ning to swear an oath?

Even if he really pushed it, so what? "

She waved towards Mo Qichen and said, "Little Qichen, come here to your aunt.

With your aunt here today, no one can bully you."

Mo Qichen glanced at her and didn't dare to move.

Xie Wanjun frowned, looking at her son who lowered his head and said nothing, her face completely darkened. "Mo Qichen, do you want to tell me yourself or should I help you?"

"Mother..."

"to be honest."

Mo Qichen clenched his fists and whispered, "It's me."

Xie Wanjun: "Louder."

Mo Yingxue disagreed and said, "Third sister-in-law, please keep your voice down and don't scare the child."

Xie Wanjun acted as if she hadn't heard anything, and repeated with a cold face, "Louder."

Mo Qichen slowly raised his head and looked at her, tears welling up in his eyes, "Mother..."

Looking at Xie Wanjun's cold face, he gritted his teeth and said loudly: "I pushed my brother."

Mo Yingxue blurted out, "How is this possible?"

My little nephew is usually very well-behaved. He doesn't even dare to speak too loudly for fear of scaring others.

Do you think a person like this would deliberately push his own brother?

Anyway, she doesn't believe it!

She looked at Mo Qichen and said, "Don't be afraid, little Qichen, just tell the truth.

Today, I have your aunt to support you, so you can speak boldly. I will see who dares to bully you."

Mo Qichen's expression turned even uglier when he heard this.

Xie Wanjun asked in a deep voice: "Qi Chen, why did you push your brother?"

Mo Yingxue frowned and said unhappily, "Third sister-in-law, don't be mean to Xiao Qichen. He has always been a well-behaved child. How could he push someone?"

Looking at her nephew's face, she secretly thought it was not good and tried to make amends, "Even if Shuo'er's fall was really related to Xiao Qichen, it was just a fight between children.

It's just a joke between brothers, there's no point in saying whether it was intentional or not."

As she spoke, she forced a smile and asked Madam Shui, "Mother Shuo'er, does what I said make sense?"

Mrs. Shui shrank back and didn't dare to speak.

If she said something wrong, she would be slapped hard. How could she dare to speak?

If she continues to be beaten, her face will be disfigured.

Others may not know why she is favored, but how could she not know?

Mrs. Shui stole a glance at the small mole on Xie Wanjun's earlobe, gritted her teeth, pinched her thigh hard through her sleeve, and tears kept falling.

He looked so sad that if you didn't know him, you would think someone had died in the family.

Mo Yingxue was furious and scolded, "Cry, cry, cry! What do you think the palace is? It's unlucky!"

Madam Shui shrank her neck and looked up at Mo Lingxuan with grievance, her face slightly tilted to reveal the red mole on her earlobe just right.

From Mo Lingxuan's perspective, that profile looked somewhat similar to Xie Wanjun.

His eyes darkened slightly, and he said in a cold voice: "Yingxue, this is Prince Ning's Mansion."

Just one sentence made Mo Yingxue's eyes red.

She opened her mouth and asked, "What does Third Brother mean?"

She pointed at Madam Shui and said, "Are you going to call me an outsider just for such a lowly servant?"

"Enough!" Mo Lingxuan's face suddenly darkened.

He said, "She is Jingshuo's biological mother and my concubine."

His eyes swept over the indifferent Xie Wanjun, and he curled the corners of his lips, "Speaking of which, you should call her little sister-in-law."

After hearing these words, even Song Yanxi was furious.

Prince Ning was really going too far.

What is Princess Roujia’s identity?

Not to mention that she was just a concubine who gave birth to his children, even if she was married into the family as a concubine, he would not be worthy of being called sister-in-law.

As the son of Concubine Yu, Prince Ning could not have been unaware of these rules.

So, who exactly is he trying to humiliate with these words?

Mo Yingxue's eyes were already red with anger, and she stared at Mo Lingxuan intently, trying to see on his face the doting he once had on his sister.

But apart from the sneer, there was only a gloomy look in his eyes.

The strangeness is terrifying.

She was so angry that she was shaking all over. She pointed at Madam Shui and said, "Third brother, this vixen deceived you, didn't she?"

Song Yanxi reached out to support her and whispered, "Princess, please say less."

Mo Yingxue asked, "I am an upright person, why can't I speak up?"

She looked at Madam Shui, whose eyes were full of seduction, even when she was kneeling on the ground, and said angrily, "You vixen, I will tear your face off!"

"Yingxue!"

"Princess!"

Several voices rang out simultaneously.

Mo Yingxue turned around and looked at Xie Wanjun in disbelief, "Third sister-in-law, do you also think that I was wrong?"

Xie Wanjun: "Wrong."

As soon as the words fell, tears welled up in Mo Yingxue's eyes.

She quickly reached out to wipe it, her voice choked with sobs as she said, "Don't cry, you're useless!"

Before she could open her mouth to question, Song Yanxi stopped her and shook her head silently at her.

Under the current circumstances, it is not appropriate for her to say anything more.

Even though she is a princess and is a sibling of His Royal Highness Prince Ning, she should not be involved in matters concerning the inner chamber.

I can't control it.

Although she didn't understand why Song Yanxi wanted to stop her, Mo Yingxue remembered the Queen's instructions and swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth.

She told herself silently in her heart.

If the third sister-in-law still chooses to keep things quiet as before, then let her do it.

Whether she suffered in silence or was bullied by the concubines below, it was all her own fault!

Just as Mo Yingxue was thinking, she heard Xie Wanjun coldly say, "What is Princess Roujia's status? She's just a lowly concubine who can't even be on the stage. How can she be worthy of letting the princess dirty her hands?"

She ordered with a sullen face: "Wanqiu, smash her mouth for me!"

The maid named Wanqiu glanced at Mo Lingxuan with hesitation on her face.

Mo Yingxue snorted coldly and began to roll up her sleeves.

She's a bitch who's restless as a concubine and wants to sow discord among her three sisters-in-law. She deserves to be beaten.

Stupid servants who can't tell the difference between the master and the subordinate deserve to be beaten!

No wonder the Queen Mother said that the third sister-in-law has a hard life on weekdays. If she doesn’t clean up, these two people will want to climb onto her face and shit.

This is simply outrageous!

Before Mo Yingxue could slap her, someone else slapped her even faster.

No one saw how Nanny Qin came over. They only saw her swinging her arms left and right. Just a few slaps made Wanqiu's mouth bleed.

Wanqiu was terrified. When she came to her senses, she quickly fell to her knees and shouted, "Prince, help me!"

Nanny Qin's face darkened. She picked the man up from the ground and slapped him twice, cursing, "You blind bitch! If you don't get a beating for three days, you'll forget which courtyard you belong to."

She cursed while moving her hands non-stop.

She was clearly an old lady so skinny that she looked like she could be blown away by the wind, but when she beat people up, she was full of energy and vigor, and you could hear the sound of every slap.

Wanqiu opened her mouth to beg for mercy, but was beaten so hard that she could only scream.

Mo Yingxue stamped her feet and whispered, "It feels so good, so good.

Yes, just beat her like this, smash this wicked slave’s mouth, and see if she can recognize who is the master from now on.”

Mo Lingxuan's face grew increasingly gloomy. With a glance, Acheng beside him hurried forward to separate the two.

Being held by him, Nanny Qin couldn't break free. She turned to Mo Lingxuan and asked, "Your Highness, is it against the rules of the palace for me to teach a dowry maid from the Xie family a lesson?"