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    "Mother." Mo Yunchao looked at the crazy Feng Shi, a little scared, "Calm down."

    Feng's voice was raised: "Chao'er, you are the son of the Hou family. Are you going to be compared to them?"

    Mo Yunchao felt that Feng's family was being unreasonable, so he whispered: "Second brother is also a legitimate son."

    "Mo Xia's arrogance is based on his childhood friendship with the regent. This honor should belong to you and Yang'er, it's ours."

    Mo Yunchao is impulsive, but he is not stupid: "Mother, Ni Wang has been decapitated. Let's live in peace and quiet. For the sake of the second and third brothers, at least our house will not be ransacked."

    He went to look for Mo Ya today, originally because he wanted to use Mo Ya to catch up with the Prince Regent.But Mo Xia obviously didn't care about him.

    Lu Chenzhang was ruthless, cold-hearted, and all the courtiers who participated in the case of rebelling against the king ransacked their homes and exiled the nine clans.

    The cronies and friends who were close to Mo Yunchao in the past, their families were destroyed one after another.

    Mo Yunchao quietly went to the gate of the city to have a look.

    Such a high-spirited son of an aristocratic family, in just a few days, he was so skinny that his wrists were tied with rough hemp ropes, and his skin would become red and swollen when he moved a little.There were bruises under the dirty prison clothes, and the white cloth was stained with dust and blood.

    Mo Yunchao hid in the crowd, watching them walk forward numbly, and was whipped and scolded by officials for walking slowly from time to time.

    The surrounding people pointed at them, once surrounded by maids and servants, the high-ranking noble lady was teased and teased with obscene language.

    Mo Yun was in a daze, until the long team walked out of the capital, and then returned home in a daze.

    In those few days, Mo Yunchao was surrounded by nightmares, and once he fell asleep, he would dream that he had also become a member of the exile.

    Even the sound outside the door was louder, and he was terrified thinking that the regent sent Wu Yiwei to search the house.

    It wasn't until he saw that Mo Qing was being used more and more by the regent king that his high hanging heart gradually let go.

    He would never dare to let him touch Mo Xiamo Qingmou's head.

    He just hoped that the regent would show his noble hand and let him continue to live the rest of his life without worrying about food and clothing.

    "Things without heart, why are you so useless?" Feng Shi pointed at Mo Yunchao, his eyes darkened with anger, "You can't learn from your brothers and sisters, how could they be so arrogant?Brother who doesn't seek to make progress."

    It was not the first time that Mo Yunchao had heard Feng Shi compare him with Mo Yunchao and Mo Sizhen. He nestled in the chair without saying a word.When Feng was tired of scolding, he poured a cup of tea and offered it with both hands: "Mother, drink tea."

    Feng looked at the teacup in front of him, and suddenly smashed it to the ground.

    Mo Yunchao was frightened: "Mother, what are you doing?"

    Feng Shi held Mo Yunchao's hand tightly: "Chao'er, Chao'er, mother only has you. You have to remember that the Hou Mansion is ours, it's your elder brother's, and no one can take it away."

    …………

    Mo Sizhen took the letter paper from the maid, and opened it unhurriedly.

    Guan Cong slenderly opened the jade white plain paper, and Mo Sizhen scanned the contents of the letter at a glance, knocked lightly, and casually placed the letter paper on the table.

    Seeing that Mo Sizhen seemed to be in a good mood, Yinjin boldly asked: "Madam, is there a letter from the mansion?"

    "Um."

    Mo Sizhen rested her head on her fingers, her expression was exhausted.

    Yinjin didn't dare to ask any more questions, and was about to order the kitchen to make some sweet soup that Mo Sizhen loved to eat, when he suddenly heard Mo Sizhen ask: "Yinjin, how do I treat my second brother and Siyun on a regular basis?"

    Yin Jin didn't know, so he replied: "Your Majesty, you have almost no contact with the Second Young Master and Second Miss in the mansion, so naturally it can't be said to be good or bad."

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