"Master, give it."

Taking the water glass handed over by Xiaoying, Mo Ming took a big sip and replenished the water. His burning throat finally felt much better.

Passing the water glass back to Xiaoying, Mo Ming tried to sit up straight, a little sweat dripping from his forehead. His body was too weak.

Mo Ming breathed out, looked at the girl next to her mother, and said, "Xiaoying, how is my mother's situation?"

"Madam just went to the master's place and asked me to come here to take care of you."

"take care of me"

Mo Ming leaned his head on the head of the bed, "I'm afraid you came to my place to sleep."

"I'm sorry, sir."

Mo Ming grabbed her pigtails, Xiaoying stuck out her tongue and said with some embarrassment: "I don't know what happened, but I fell asleep just sitting... Young Master, don't you I’ll tell the lady.”

"of course not."

"Great."

After receiving Mo Ming's assurance, Xiaoying cheered, as if she was as happy as a child being praised by an adult.

Mo Ming shook his head. Seeing Xiaoying's cute appearance, the depression in his heart was reduced a lot. Over the years, he had been taken care of by Xiaoying a lot.

To Mo Ming, Xiaoying is like a younger sister.

In this way, Mo Ming and Xiaoying chatted and dozed off, and time passed quickly.

At about ten o'clock in the afternoon, Mo Ming's mother Lin Yiyao came to the room.

Lin Yiyao is a beautiful young woman about 31 years old, but she has a slender waist, graceful hips, and willow-like eyebrows, and her grace is still there.The only drawback is that Lin Yiyao's face is slightly pale, and there are traces of being beaten. Although it is covered with foundation, the bright red fingerprints are still vaguely visible.

Seeing the scars on Lin Yiyao's face, Mo Ming ignored the pain and climbed up with Xiaoying's help.

"Mother, father beat you"

Mo Ming looked at Lin Yiyao anxiously, and his tone became a little hasty due to worry.

"no......"

"Who is that...aunt?"

"Ming'er, don't make blind guesses. It's okay. I hurt you accidentally."

Seeing Lin Yiyao's cover-up, Mo Ming's face darkened. He knew that it must have been his aunt Li Shishi who beat her. Over the years, Lin Yiyao had been bullied by Li Shishi.

After being helped back to bed by Lin Yiyao, Mo Ming thought of his own affairs, and then asked Lin Yiyao, "Mom, what did father say... He must still be angry."

Hearing Mo Ming mention this matter, Lin Yiyao's eyes flashed with worry, and she still said: "It's okay, don't worry about your father, just rest in peace and recover now."

Lin Yiyao's worries were caught by Mo Ming, but at this moment, the latter became stubborn.

"No, my father must have said something. Mother, do you want to hide it from me?"

"I......"

Lin Yiyao opened her mouth, but in the end she couldn't resist Mo Ming. She waved her hand and motioned for Xiaoying to go out.

After Xiaoying left, Lin Yiyao said quietly: "Your father wants to expel you from the family."

"What father wants to expel me?"

Mo Ming grabbed Lin Yiyao's sleeve and looked into the latter's eyes in disbelief.

"Yes." Lin Yiyao nodded heavily, "Because of the Zong family's affairs, he is angry. No matter what, I can't let him give up this idea, Ming'er. I'm afraid... I'm afraid there's nothing we can do to save the day."

"Is that so?"

Mo Ming said in a daze: "That's fine, since I'm so embarrassed

The son with such a handsome face must not be very glorious there.I understand. I knew it the moment I started fighting with Mo Hengyu. He had offended the Zong family and he, the father, could not explain to his uncle no matter what.I am a son of a concubine, what does it matter if I don’t have it anymore?”

Muttering to himself, Mo Ming closed his eyes, turned his head, and sealed himself as if he was autistic.

"Mother, I have suffered a lot from you over the years, because I have suffered a lot from my clan, and I can't repay you as a child... Mother, I am tired."

"Ming'er..."

Lin Yiyao felt bitter in her heart. She knew that Mo Ming was too stubborn and could easily get into trouble.

Finally, Lin Yiyao left. Before leaving, she gave a lot of instructions, mostly saying that she would continue to persuade Mo Tianwu, "Don't do stupid things."

The sea of ​​qi was broken, Mo Qing'er left, Mo Tianwu's ruthless performance, and the indifference of his clan members bound Mo Ming like shackles, almost making him breathless.

All kinds of blows were still too big for 14-year-old Mo Ming. Even if he was determined, he couldn't bear it.

"People like me won't lose anything even if they are expelled."

The room fell into dead silence again.

......

A few days later, Mo Ming's injuries improved a lot, and his strength returned to [-]% to [-]%. Although the wound was still very painful, at least he could walk without any problems.

Immediately, Mo Ming untied the bandages wrapped around his limbs and got out of bed in a hurry.

"Snapped"

As the door closed, Mo Ming left the room where he was recovering from his injuries.

Along the way, there are carved beams and painted columns, and the antique wooden buildings show their style.

Although it is just a branch family, the Mo family is still one of the top families in Sanqing Town. In terms of power, only the Wang, Li, and Liu families can compare.

Mo Ming deliberately avoided crowded places and walked through the long corridor. The dazzling sunlight made his eyes squint.

"Hey, isn't this my fifth brother? He's recovered from his injuries and is out for a walk."

Hearing this voice, Mo Ming stopped and turned towards the direction behind him.

In the sight, two young men appeared, about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing white training uniforms, handsome faces, and obviously looking like everyone's young masters.

They were the two other sons of Mo Tianwu, the eldest Mo Mingyang, the second son Mo Yuanpei, and the eldest wife Li Shishi.

"Second brother, third brother."

Seeing the two of them, Mo Ming showed no expression and bowed slightly.

"Fifth brother, why are you in the mood today? We haven't seen each other for a few days and we have become unfamiliar."

Mo Mingyang's handsome face was filled with sarcasm, and he led Mo Yuanpei to the opposite side of Mo Ming.

"It was too stuffy in the house, so I came out for a walk."

"Oh yeah."

Mo Yuanpei looked at Mo Ming with a smile but not a smile, and said: "I heard that your Qi Sea was broken. It's really pitiful. Your martial arts has been interrupted. It's sad. Look at you now, you are still a cultivation genius in the clan. Mo Ming?"

Being ridiculed by Mo Yuanpei, Mo Ming's face turned pale, he clenched his fists, and finally suppressed the impulse in his heart.

"Third Brother, these are all things in the past. Now I am just a useless person. I am not worthy of Third Brother's concern."

"Hmph, looking at your embarrassment, I feel a little sympathetic."

Mo Mingyang sneered and said: "You are just a commoner, but you want to put pressure on us. Where did the arrogance in the past go? Don't you like to be in the limelight? Why, you have become so unbearable today?"

"That's all young and frivolous. Please don't worry about it too much, second brother."

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