"Someone, slap him!" Tang Chuying acted like a young lady and ordered the people behind her to go and hit Mozhu.
Soon, two maids held Mo Zhu on the left and right, and one of them started to slap him in the face.
"Mozhu, remember this lesson for me! If you dare to disobey me again, I will never forgive you!"
Tang Chuying and others were always trying to increase the hatred value for Tang Chuyao. Sure enough, Mo Zhu was killed, but it was Tang Chuyao that he hated.
Tang Chuyao didn't care about Mo Zhu's thoughts. She had plenty of ways to tame Mo Zhu.
Tang Chuying thought that Tang Chuyao would definitely call for a stop, but she didn't expect that Tang Chuyao was sitting at the table drinking tea and looking at her, with no intention of calling for a stop at all.
Looking at Mo Zhu again, his face was swollen, his teeth were loose, and his mouth was full of blood. If this continued, Mo Zhu would be crippled!
Tang Chuying raised her head to signal the maid to stop, and said to Mo Zhu expressionlessly, "I think you will learn your lesson after what happened today. Seeing that you have been punished, I will let you go today!"
"Bixiang, take the court doctor to check on Mozhu. The money will be taken from my account!" Mozhu was soon taken away.
Tang Chuying really knows how to bribe people!
However, Tang Chuying's attack on Mo Zhu today was definitely not just to vent her anger, she must have something to ask for!
Tang Chuyao thought that the Qiqiao Festival would be in a month, and Tang Chuying was short of clothes and jewelry!
Sure enough, she heard Tang Chuying's next words, "Sister, next month is the Qiqiao Festival. Ying'er heard that Qi Lan's aunt prepared a skirt made of natural silk for her. Ying'er is so envious."
Tang Chuyao sneered. Qi Lan's ancestor was Prime Minister Qi, the chief minister in the court, and the Empress Shu was her aunt. What was so strange about her getting a piece of Tiancan silk?
What is your identity, Tang Chuying?
A virgin girl! She was also a virgin girl from the Wen Yongbo Mansion. If Tang Chuyao's mother hadn't died early, Mei Xiao'e would have been kept there forever!
Wen Yongbo's mansion is just a poor family! Who among the people in the capital city would give their scumbag father face?
Isn't it because of his ancestors' family?
늀This? Comparing with the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion?
It's really like a dog biting the moon, not knowing how high the sky is and how thick the earth is!
Tang Chuyao sneered inwardly, but her expression did not show.
She pretended to be concerned and said, "Don't worry, sister. Auntie will definitely prepare everything for you!"
Without waiting for Tang Chuying to speak, Tang Chuyao continued, "I really envy my sister for having an aunt who loves her so much!"
"Unlike me, I have been without a mother since I was a child..."
After saying this, her eyes were red, and Du Juan immediately hugged Tang Chuyao in her arms, "Miss, don't cry. Miss just woke up and can't be stimulated again!"
The sound that came out of Tang Chuyao's hoarse and broken throat was really unpleasant to the ear. Tang Chuying frowned and looked at the master and servant who were hugging each other in pain, and she felt angry!
After perfunctorily comforting the two, he left angrily with his men...
Tang Chuyao wasn't just pretending to be nice to Tang Chuying, she really felt sorry for her mother!
But her mother died not long after she was born, and she felt that there was something fishy about it.
Although his scumbag father never made Mei Xiao'e his wife, the huge Wen Yongbo Mansion also had her as its mistress.
Tang Chuyao and his servant returned to normal after seeing Tang Chuying leave.
Du Juan handed Tang Chuyao a cup of tea. Before Tang Chuyao could drink it, she heard a voice in her mind.
"Host, why do you call someone older than you sister?"
"What?"
Tang Chuyao was very surprised, and then she heard the system say, "The system just scanned Tang Chuying's bone age and found that she is one year older than the host!"
Suddenly, the teacup in the pot fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
"Miss?" Dujuan was startled.
Tang Chuyao waved at Du Juan to indicate that she was fine.
Dujuan quickly squatted down to pick up the broken pieces on the ground.
If Tang Chuying was one year older than herself, that meant that her scumbag father had been having an affair with Mei Xiao'e before she met her mother!
Tang Chuyao was so angry that her whole body was shaking!
There must be something wrong with my mother's death!
She wants to find out the cause of her mother's death and to avenge her mother!
Tang Youze, Mei Xiao'e, and her good grandmother Mei! You are alive today because you stepped on my mother's corpse!
I will never let you off easily!
Tang Chuying and her daughter were arrogant and domineering in the Wen Yongbo Mansion and poisoned herself. My scumbag father and grandmother must know about these things!
But they turned a blind eye!
The main reason why he didn't kill himself was that he couldn't bear to lose his ancestor's power!
Then you will really lose these things you care about and then go to the underworld to apologize to your mother! !
"Dujuan, let's get out of the house!"
Tang Chuyao brought Du Juan to Xima Village and met Ke Wuwei again after many years. Perhaps Ke Wuwei knew that she was coming today and waited at the door early.
A figure stood there, wearing a moon-white robe with faint cloud patterns embroidered on it with silver thread.
He looked to be about forty years old. The years had not left too many traces on his face. His features were well-defined, his eyebrows slanted down to his temples, and beneath his eyebrows were a pair of deep and bright eyes, as bright as cold stars. Under his high nose bridge, his thin lips were slightly raised, with a faint smile.
Her black hair was tied up with a simple jade hairpin, and a few strands of hair fluttered gently in the breeze, making her look more free and unrestrained.
His figure was as straight as a pine tree, and his steps were light as if there was wind under his feet. His hands were long and sharp, with distinct knuckles, as if he could turn the tide with just a lift.
Tang Chuyao immediately got out of the carriage, walked quickly to Ke Wuwei, and knelt in front of Ke Wuwei in an instant.
Ke Wuwei looked at the little disciple in front of him, the love in his heart was beyond words.
It had been years since she left her master's sect. During this period, he also learned about her life from other people.
The birthmark on her face, her secret marriage with Gu Huaifeng, and the rumors in the capital about her being uneducated, ugly, and plain...
Ke Wuwei couldn't bear it any longer, so he secretly ran to Wen Yongbo's mansion to see her. He found that her pulse was strange, so he blocked several of her meridians first.
He wanted to ignore the girl's intentions and take her away from this complicated place, but when he thought of the way she tried hard to please her family, how she tried hard to do well, and how she tried hard to integrate into the life in the capital, he hesitated.
So he told Tang Chuyao that if he hadn't seen her by the end of this month, he would leave the capital and return to Xiaoyao Valley and never interfere with her life again!
In her previous life, Tang Chuyao had lost her memory and had forgotten her master's instructions, so she did not come to Ximazhuang.
Master must have thought that she was unwilling to see him, so she never saw Master again until her death in her previous life!
In this life, she couldn't let her master get hurt, nor could she let her master misunderstand her!
Tang Chuyao looked up at Ke Wuwei with tears in her eyes, "Master."
His voice was hoarse and he looked disheveled and pitiful.
She admitted that she was a little mean and deliberately did not cover her face so that the teacher would pity her!
Ke Wuwei's eyes were slightly red. He was a man who had never shed tears, but now he felt pain in his heart.
He pulled Tang Chuyao up and said angrily, "How dare you come here when you look like this?"
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