Rebirth of the Heiress Counterattack

"I can't have ginseng." Mo Zifeng said word by word, with firmness and peace.

Jun Moqing looked at Mo Zifeng, and Mo Zifeng also looked at Jun Moqing, and the two just looked at each other without saying a word.

On the other hand, Mo Jiabao, who was standing aside, was a little worried. He shook his head at his son, but he was a tyrant in Lincheng. Such a straightforward refusal might cause the other party's dissatisfaction.

"My lord, don't listen to me." Mo Jiabao was afraid that the lord would take it seriously and punish Mo Zifeng.

"You... sure." Jun Moqing frowned subconsciously, obviously not in a good mood, he didn't like such a person who didn't know what was good or bad, even if the other party treated him unusually, but who he was, he It's Jun Moqing, no one can reject him yet.

"Caomin is sure that it is impossible to take what belongs to the prince for nothing. If the prince does not dislike Caomin and is willing to use paintings to pay for it, how about it?"

Even if there is entanglement in the future, he, Mo Zifeng, can still have a reason to refuse. If he takes it for nothing, he will not be able to explain it in the future. Mo Zifeng is not stupid, so naturally he will not reject the other party abruptly, which hurts face and is not flattering.

Hearing what the other party said, Jun Moqing's originally frowning brows relaxed. It turned out to be like this, the person he thought of was indeed different from others Jun Moqing thought.

"At least ten copies. If the lord doesn't dislike it, then accept the dog's clumsy work." Mo Jiabao smoothed things over, and silently wiped his sweat. Fortunately, Feng'er is not brainless, so let's play Mo Jiabao first. Only then can I feel relieved, it is true that taking it for nothing will cause criticism, but it is better to exchange it for something. Although my son's paintings are not necessarily worth much, it is also a good reason.

Ten copies?Mo Zifeng felt that his father was really crazy, he thought it was too much, and his paintings could be sold for a lot of money, okay?

"Okay, just do as Mr. Mo said."

Afterwards, Mo Zifeng couldn't get on with the topic. Seeing his father and Jun Moqing talking to each other, he thought that he should be able to retreat.

"My lord, if there is nothing else, Caomin will step down first."

Jun Moqing, who originally wanted to say something, looked at someone's slightly pale face and waved his hand in agreement without any hindrance.

Mo Zifeng, who withdrew, breathed a sigh of relief. If it took longer, he probably wouldn't be able to hold back. He felt guilt and fear towards Jun Moqing.

Xiaocui anxiously waited outside for a long time and finally waited for the eldest young master to come out. She hurried up and said, "Eldest young master, Madam let you go there once."

You don't need Xiaocui to tell Mo Zifeng what his mother is looking for him for, it's not because of Mo Ziyu being punished to kneel, he is indeed the one on mother's heart who gets impatient after a while, Mo Zifeng curled his lips Said softly: "I'll go back to the yard first, the prince asked me to bring him a painting, and I'll go later."

Madam meant to pass right away, and Xiaocui also thought so, but the young master moved out of the prince, and Xiaocui coaxed to offend no one. If he gets hairy, he won't be fine.

"Then I'll go back to Madam and tell me, Eldest Young Master, please come quickly."

Mo Zifeng nodded and walked towards his yard.

Mo Li followed behind without saying a word. After returning to his own yard, Mo Li said softly: "Master, are you really going to help the young master?"

Mo Li naturally didn't want it, he was quite happy to see Mo Ziyu's misfortune, but if the young master wanted to help...

"Don't go."

"Yeah?" Mo Li thought he heard it wrong, but he didn't expect his young master to be so straightforward.

Mo Zifeng looked at Mo Li and said calmly, "Do you think I will do this kind of thing like jumping into a fire pit, your young master?"

Mo Li curled his lips, he didn't say anything, but he thought to himself that you didn't do this kind of thing before...

Mo Li's disdainful eyes were naturally caught by Mo Zifeng, but he didn't care that he would never do it again when he ran into him: "Go, prepare something for me."

Li waited and waited but couldn't wait for the eldest son to come, she asked Xiaocui again: "Did you tell him to come quickly?"

Xiaocui nodded and said: "Of course I said it, the young master said he would come after he finished delivering the paintings to the prince."

"Then why haven't you come yet? Go and see again."

"Yes."

After Xiaocui left, Mrs. Li couldn't help complaining about Mo Zifeng. Doesn't he know what is more important now?Her younger brother is still kneeling, she just secretly went to see when Yu'er suffered such a crime, Li's heart aches, but even if she goes up, it won't help, so she thinks that the prince was brought back by Feng'er, Then it must be more effective than her when talking, but who knows that he made himself wait for so long, he really doesn't take his younger brother's affairs to heart at all, this big brother is so serious!

Mrs. Li hadn't finished blaming her when she heard Xiaocui running in anxiously and told him that the young master had fallen ill. Now Mrs. Li was dumbfounded, she fell ill again so well.

"What happened?" Wasn't it fine before?Why did it fall?

"It seems that the young master went out to blow the wind today. He was not well from being angry before, and he will become more sick now."

"Didn't he go to see Dr. Liu? Didn't Dr. Liu prescribe any medicine?" Mrs. Li was also in a hurry. If it wasn't for her son's health, he wouldn't have been in such a bad state. The doctor has not missed the appointment these years, but there is nothing Improvement, will I move to Lincheng? I heard that the master Liu is here, so the master let go, otherwise I wouldn't listen even if I broke my tongue, but it didn't matter, and I fell ill again.

"I don't know, the servants, the master will also rush over now and the prince."

Naturally, Mrs. Li couldn't sit still, so she also rushed over.

Jun Moqing felt that the opponent's improvement was not the best before, but he didn't expect to be so weak that he would collapse after just blowing the wind, but later he heard that he was angry before, and Jun Moqing understood a little bit in his heart. How can a younger brother feel at ease?Jun Moqing narrowed his eyes and had an idea.

"Is that young master of the Mo family your youngest son?" Jun Moqing asked casually.

"Exactly."

Mo Jiabao's thoughts were all on the eldest son, and he answered a little casually, but he didn't see Jun Moqing's expression was not very good.

"This king sees that this person really doesn't understand etiquette. Otherwise, why would he allow his servants to bully the master like this? Master Mo is not strict with discipline."