After rebirth, the princess killed people without showing any blood.

Shangguan Liuying removed the thorn in Zhang's mother's side, and the house suddenly became a lot cleaner.

Without the help of Zhang's mother, Liu Mei's life in the mansion suddenly became difficult. Her image in everyone's minds has always been gentle and kind, but now the trend in the mansion has gradually changed.

Everyone seems to have realized what Mrs. Zhang did in the past. Could it be said that Liu Mei had no knowledge of it?

This is obviously impossible!

"Miss, Mother Zhang committed suicide in the prison of Dali Temple." Lu Yi leaned over and whispered in Liu Ying's ear.

At that time, Shangguan Liuying was taking Song Wuwei to practice martial arts in the yard. She looked at the child's sweaty face and called him over, "Wuwei, take a rest for a while and let Sister Forsythia take you to freshen up." Fan, your husband will be arriving soon, so be sure to be in good spirits."

The little guy nodded vigorously, obviously knowing that today was very important to him.

Shangguan Liuying stroked his hair tenderly. After Forsythia went down with the child, she turned to look at Lu Yi, "Have you confirmed it? How did you die?"

"Hang yourself," Lu Yi sighed a little, "After all, it was sent to us by our house. People from Dali Temple have just arrived."

"Do you know over there?" Liu Ying raised her eyes and looked at Liu Mei's yard with a deep look in her eyes.

"I know, it's just that there's no movement." Lu Yi felt unworthy for Zhang's mother.

Mother Zhang has done so many thankless things for Liu Mei over the years, but in the end it ended up like this. Liu Mei didn't even look at her.

Liu Ying understood in her heart and sighed, "Mother Zhang also has some conscience for her family, that's all. Let's have her body brought back and sent to her home to be rehabilitated."

"Yes."

Although Zhang's mother is not a good person, she is still an old person in the General's Mansion. Liu Ying doesn't want anyone to take care of her after her death, so there is only so much she can do for her.

On the other hand, Liu Mei didn't even want to hear the words "Mother Zhang" now, let alone collect the body of Mother Zhang.

In the past two days, rumors have emerged in the capital that she is trying to kill Shangguan Liuying. The image she has worked so hard to cultivate over the years has been destroyed in one fell swoop!

How could such a thing happen if it weren't for the insatiable greed of Mrs. Zhang!

Liu Mei couldn't sleep well in the past two days. When she closed her eyes, she saw Shangguan Han coming to settle accounts with her. Every time she woke up, she was covered in cold sweat!

"Madam, please eat a little. How can your body bear it if this goes on?" Hong Luan stood in front of Liu Mei holding a bowl of bird's nest and persuaded her earnestly.

Liu Mei hasn't had a bite of food since what happened to Zhang's mother. If anything happens to Liu Mei, Hong Luan himself will be the unlucky one.

"Take it away, I have no appetite," Liu Mei waved her hand impatiently, "Is there any news from the Hou Mansion?" She looked at Hongluan slightly anxiously.

"Not yet," Hong Luan shook his head with an ugly face, "Aunt Feng means to let us endure it for two more days. It seems that the Marquis Mansion will not stop for these two days..."

"Patience, patience, how long do you have to endure!" Liu Mei waved everything at hand to the ground with a gloomy face, "Prepare a carriage for me, I want to go back to the Marquis Mansion to see for myself."

"Yes." Hong Luan turned around and left cautiously.

After walking out of the room, she let out a deep breath. The atmosphere in the yard these two days had been extremely depressing, and she didn't even dare to breathe.

Liu Ying naturally knew about Liu Mei's departure. She sneered and said, "Let her go. It's hard for the Hou Mansion to protect itself now..."

Dealing with Zhang's mother is not a whim. Now my aunt is probably almost ready.

Shangguan Liuying was immersed in her own thoughts until Luyi woke her up, "Miss, Mr. Mo is here."

"Sir is here?" Liuying came back to her senses and looked at Luyi in surprise, "Take me to greet you quickly. Where is the young master? Bring him here quickly."

No wonder Liuying was surprised, the time she and her husband agreed on hadn't arrived yet, but he arrived first.

Mo Qing, the number one scholar in the 14th year of the Great Zhou Dynasty, belonged to the same sect as Master Meng. The two were brothers and sisters, but Mo Qing was an eccentric person. Back then, the late emperor had promised him the position of grand master, but he had not accepted it. His ambition was to travel around the world, and he has disappeared since then.

In the seventeenth year of Great Wednesday, when he reappeared, he was already a prisoner. It is said that his wife was a spy of the Northern Qi Dynasty. He was convicted of collaborating with the enemy and treason, which should have been a death penalty. It was his master, the old saint, who came forward to save him. .

The old sage had experienced three dynasties, and his knowledge was unparalleled. He had made suggestions for the Great Zhou Dynasty and had the merit of following the dragon. Therefore, the ancestors of the Great Zhou Dynasty gave him a gold medal for immunity from death. This gold medal was finally used on Mo Qing.

Others don't know it, but Shangguan Liuying knows that Mr. Mo Qing is a man of great wisdom. When she died in her previous life, this gentleman had already cleared his wife of the crime of being a spy. I think she wanted to become his disciple at that time. It is estimated that it can be arranged from Dazhou to Northern Qi...

"Miss, that's Mr. Mo." Lu Yi's voice interrupted her thoughts.

I saw a middle-aged man in a green shirt standing at the door with his hands behind his back. He stood tall and straight, with his gray hair tied back meticulously. His bright eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts when he looked at you.

"Sir, you came from afar, and Liuying couldn't greet him in time. I hope you won't blame him." Shangguan Liuying quickly walked up to Mo Qing and bowed respectfully.

Mo Qing's voice was calm, "Miss, you don't have to be polite. This is my surprise visit. It's still some time before we can talk. I couldn't wait to see the child who wrote this calligraphy, so I came early."

Mo Qing held a copybook in his hand, which was the apprenticeship note written by Song Wuwei himself.

It was a coincidence that in order to find a suitable husband for Song Wuwei, Liuying approached Mrs. Meng, hoping that she could help Song Wuwei introduce a man with both political integrity and talent. This child was different from ordinary people. Self-study in Fuzhong.

But who knew that Master Meng actually mentioned Mo Qing? She still remembered that Master Meng's tone was very hesitant at that time, as if he was not sure whether he should mention Mo Qing.

"My senior brother is a weird person. Although he is exempted from the death penalty, he is still guilty. If you don't want to, I can introduce other people to you..."

Liu Ying thought that Master Meng must have given it a try. She probably didn't expect that she agreed without hesitation.

Although Mo Qing was a guilty person, it was not that easy to become a disciple. Song Wuwei had to write an apprenticeship letter and give it to him. If he had any ideas after reading it, he would come up with it.

Originally, Liu Ying just had the attitude of giving it a try, but she never expected that this attempt would be successful.

"Sir, please come with me," Liuying led Mo Qing into the courtyard, "Wuwei is already on his way here. You must know his situation..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Wuwei appeared in the front yard. The little guy had a solemn look on his face and stood upright with his little body straightened, giving him the aura of a young adult.

Shangguan Liuying smiled warmly and was about to turn around to introduce Mo Qing, but Mo Qing actually walked past her and quickly walked to the little guy and squatted down in front of him.

I saw him looking at the child up and down, and after a while he asked in a low voice: "Song Wuwei?"

The child frowned and nodded, a little unaccustomed to being looked at so closely. If Liu Ying hadn't been by his side, he might have turned around and ran away.

"Okay, you can tell he is a good boy just by looking at the copybook. The old lady is indeed right..." Mo Qing's voice was a little excited.