"I am here to rob you of your love!" On their first meeting, he saved her, but then domineeringly pulled her into his arms.
In her past life, she repaid the wrong kindness and loved t...
Mo Yunzhao chuckled: "Fourth Sister's words are interesting. Do you think Second Uncle is sick, or do you want me to poison him?"
"Impossible. My father's current symptoms indicate that he has been drugged."
Mo Bici was very anxious, "Who knows if you two are in cahoots? The Third Prince spoke up for you just now, there must be something wrong with you two."
At this moment, they didn't forget to sow discord between Mo Yunzhao and Ling Jingyu.
Upon hearing this, Doctor Yang's face darkened considerably.
He secretly added Mo Bici to his blacklist, determined to make sure Wanbaoge would never serve her again!
“You’ve all conspired together. I don’t believe you. I’ll diagnose it myself.” Mo Bici didn’t believe them.
She stepped forward herself to take Mo Jinghao's pulse, but after a moment, her face was full of surprise.
She repeatedly checked her pulse, still not believing it.
Mo Yunzhao raised an eyebrow. "How is it?"
Mo Bici held onto Mo Jinghao's hand, now caught in a dilemma.
As Mo Jinghao thought about all the details from this morning until now, his heart sank down.
This is a setup!
Mo Yunzhao's plan to use Doctor Wang's scheme to poison him was actually a ruse.
But who knew that Mo Yunzhao was going to turn the tables on him?
What she did was a scheme within a scheme.
Mo Yunlan also recognized the reputation and immediately smiled: "Fourth Sister, is this reputation for medical and poison genius just for show? You still haven't made a diagnosis?"
Mo Bici saw Mo Jinghao giving her a meaningful look and reluctantly withdrew her hand.
"Mo Yunzhao, you must have used a high-grade poison. We can't find it, so we have to ask Your Highness to come."
She looked up at Mo Yunzhao, "Do you dare to have His Highness take action?"
Mo Yunzhao tilted her head slightly to look at Ling Jingyu, then her gaze fell on the table on his side, her delicate eyebrows furrowing slightly.
She even drank from his teacup, which was still with her!
And why was he playing with her hair?!
Ling Jingyu twirled her hair with his fingers, then raised his head slightly. "You know I'm in love with A Zhao. If I were to diagnose her, you wouldn't believe me unless I said it was poisonous."
Helpless, Mo Bici glared at Mo Yunzhao with resentment.
“You instructed Doctor Wang to poison my father. Even if the poison is no longer there, it was still a scheme of yours to prevent us from finding out. It was a setup to kill my father, drive us out of the city lord's mansion, and then assassinate us.”
Her eyes reddened with hatred. "Mo Yunzhao, you are truly vicious!"
Mo Yunzhao raised an eyebrow and looked at her indifferently, "This city lord can kill whomever he wants. Do I need a reason? Do I need an assassination?"
Mo Bici: "Of course you need to, because killing my father will damage your reputation, and after you die, you won't dare to face your ancestors."
Mo Yunzhao glanced back at the row of memorial tablets behind her.
Then he turned around, smiled, and said, "Then I, the city lord, will burn down the ancestral hall and the ancestral tablets, so I won't have to see them after I die."
Mo Bici: "..."
Clan chief and relatives: "..."
Seeing their speechless expressions, Mo Yunlan couldn't help but want to clap and cheer.
One sentence shut it down.
Ling Jingyu raised his peach blossom eyes, his eyes filled with joy and doting affection.
I love Ah Zhao's arrogance and unbridled nature.
"you……"
"Alright, since you're trying to frame me and you'll only get away with it anyway, then I, the city lord, will confirm your guilt."
Mo Yunzhao tilted his head slightly, "Sister, chop him down, the one lying on the ground."
Okay.
Mo Yunlan rubbed her hands together, grabbed the large cleaver, and dragged it toward Mo Jinghao.
The large cleaver slicing through the blue bricks and stones produced a piercing sound, as if it were cutting open a knife in a person's heart.
Everyone was filled with fear.
Are you really going to actually do it?
Ling Jingyu stared at Mo Yunlan, filled with intense jealousy!
Ah Zhao should have instructed him to do the chopping.
However, his sister-in-law took his job.
I'm unhappy!