Yueqin immediately supported her wife and worriedly told her not to get angry.

Duke Mo didn't know what to say, and his brows frowned even more: "..."

"What? I committed suicide due to fear of crime. Who dares to say that this was not done by the Imperial Guards?" Mrs. Mo really hated. She hated that the child was so young and followed her in Liangdu, but she wanted to send the body back to her good sister. Who could bear the pain?

Yueqin hurriedly held Mrs. Mo's hand: "Madam, Madam..." Don't shake.

Mrs. Mo stared at Duke Mo: "I know there are some things I shouldn't say. Ke Mengjiao came to Liangdu because of our Mo family. For so many years, my mother and I have always been a good child who is self-reliant and respectful. But the Crown Princess took the person away when she wanted to take him away. She never asked you or me. Even if I don't have such a big face, what kind of friendship is between our old lady and her old lady of the Xiang family? She shouldn't have known whether she took our Duke Mo's mansion seriously."

"Good fun!"

But Mrs. Mo did not take the voice of the Duke of the Kingdom. Meng Jiao was dead. She was still a child: "Yes, our Duke of Mo's Mansion is nothing. She is the imperial concubine of the Tian family. She can do whatever she wants. But our Duke of Mo's Mansion is not nothing without Daliang. We also died diligently. As a result, she didn't have a word of respect. Will she let it be disappointing!"

"Madam, madam, please calm down...be careful of your health..."

"What other body do I want? I saw people missing from my hands, and I saw her dead, but I could do nothing." Mrs. Mo almost couldn't breathe.

Yueqin also cried sadly: "No, madam, no, you have tried your best, at least...at least in the end it was Miss Yang who chose to go there."

A certain lady found it ridiculous: "You believe these words! Do you believe them!"

Duke Mo did not see his wife. He ran away almost everyone he knew about this matter, but the result was this: "I will say less, you are not finished yet."

"If possible, I don't want to say a word. Ke Mengjiao died and put her two children in Liangdu. She trusted us, but ended up like this!"

Duke Mo said nothing. This was his daughter-in-law chosen by the Mo family, and finally...

"I always thought that she was just the ignorant of her daughter in the boudoir family, and she had a little temper. She couldn't even see the overall situation clearly. The emperor would not last long because of her and the prince!"

"Stop talking!" Duke Mo looked around and remembered that there was no one around, and his aura became weaker again.

What is Mrs. Mo having to worry about now? The people she tried her best to bring out could never be brought out again: "The most terrifying thing is... the loyalty of my Mo family is such a monarch..."

Duke Mo stood up: "You need to be quiet."

Mrs. Mo leaned tiredly on the bed post, as if muttering to herself: "Those things... did not fall on me, I always feel as unreal as watching a show. Thinking that she is still young and her mother is of the same origin. If she is a little ignorant, she will be ignorant. In the future, she will teach her well, or if the child is kind-hearted, it will always be a good place to go, and it will be fine to forget Mrs. Xiang's thoughts."

Mrs. Mo raised her lips sarcastically: "Think about how ridiculous I am. Look at today, didn't she tell me what the Mo family is? Yes, why should the daughter of Duke Xiang's mansion take us seriously? Or, such a person who gave up on Duke Xiang's mansion still hopes that she will understand."

"Enough!"

"This is where I go! I am a woman, but I have to be so proud that I will have limited contact with her, but what about you? As long as the prince ascends the throne and the prince goes again, she holds the second prince... You should think about it, how can you deal with such a monarch who can do whatever he wants!"

"Dude, Duke Xiang, Prince Xiang, please see him."

When Duke Mo heard this, he looked at Mrs. Mo.

Mrs. Mo didn't speak.

Duke Mo stood up and said, "Here you come."

...

In the quiet night, white banners fluttered in the air. Even the white banners dared not hang them in obvious positions, or even under the eaves of Baozhu Villa, which is known as the No. 1 garden in the royal family. They could only be placed on the grass and trees, held in the hands of maids and servants, and dyed the color of mourning.

Yang Guangqing looked pale and stood in front of the coffin that was being prepared in a hurry. He could not see the luster of his once vigorous spirit.

The housekeeper walked in gently, his voice lowered, fearing that he would disturb the young spiritual man: "Young Master, Lord Ming is here."

Ming Xiluo was wearing a mysterious robe and tied up his hair with a belt of the same color. Instead of looking at Yang Guangqing first, he lit incense and placed it in front of the coffin to worship the people who had left before looking at Yang Guangqing: "Sad to mourn."

Yang Guangqing's voice was dull and his eyes were red: "She can't bear..."

Ming Xiluo did not answer this. Looking at the simple hall in front of him, which was actually not very good at speaking, he always felt that the joys and sorrows of joys and sorrows of joys and sorrows of joys and sorrows of others were good people.

Ming Xiluo withdrew his gaze, as if infected with Yang Guangqing's sadness, and said, "Tomorrow... escort your sister's coffin back to the southwest."

Yang Guangqing looked at Ming Xiluo in disbelief: "Sir?"

Mingxiluo seemed to have said something very normal: "There are now a place of right and wrong, and she is not suitable to stay here."

Yang Guangqing naturally understood, but were they gone? Aren’t they going to be under house arrest in Liangdu? Become a bargaining chip in the hands of the prince? Even though he felt that Meng Jiao would not die, he offended—

"Pack up your stuff, I won't bother you."

Yang Guangqing suddenly turned around: "Mr. Ming!"

"Let my sister exchange her life for your freedom, cherish it."

"grown ups……"

Mingxiluo did not stop: "She didn't have to be, don't let her down." So she is begging for you to die, so don't blame Miss Seven in the future. Oh, it's not good for Miss Seven. The Yang family is not good. Eagle strike is just an extra enemy in a short period of time.

Yang Guangqing hurriedly chased out: "Sir-Little Sister-"

"No matter what she did in the end, everything she asked for was for the Yang family. For you, you shouldn't blame her. Tomorrow, I will send Yan Gu to escort you away."

"Thank you, Mr. Ming, thank you."

...

The sluggish atmosphere did not change anything because of the dawn light. Instead, there were fewer whispers, and the servants who were running around the news disappeared.

The people in Guanglu Temple became nervous and busy.

In Xiang’s study.

Butler Zheng brought the outer shirt.

Xiang Zhuyuan put his arm in and looked at the good deeds: "He was escorted away." Pan Yunhu's sleeves on his clothes fell on his arm in disguise.

"Yes, prince."

Xiang Zhuyuan didn't say anything, and personally sorted out his collars and tidied up his sleeves: "Since Miss Yang has been there, what changes have he changed?"

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