The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

   Chapter 259, Jiajia's shot, one move to defeat the enemy

   Doctor Fang was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Mo Xu in confusion.

   This is not the first time he has seen Mr. Mo Xu, but this man has always given people a sense of inscrutability.

   The little boy who was standing behind Doctor Fang silently walked to the side, poured a cup of tea and handed it to him, respectfully: "Sir, have some tea."

   Mo Xu realized that he had lost his temper, took a sip of the tea, and put the teacup back into the child's hand.

  Sit back on the futon before he said solemnly, "Tell me, what's going on."

  Doctor Fang pressed the strange feeling in his heart and described the situation of Shangguan Han one by one.

   After he finished speaking, Mo Xu scolded: "Idiot, the one in him is not Wangyousan at all, but..."

  I don't know what to think, he shook his head again and again: "Impossible, there is absolutely no one in this world other than that person who can make that kind of medicine, but that person..."

  Suddenly, the teacup in the boy's hand fell to the ground, making the sound of the porcelain shattering, and the words in Mo Xu's mouth stopped abruptly.

  Xiaotong knelt down and pleaded guilty: "Sir, Xiaotong didn't mean it..."

   Mo Xu squinted at him and said indifferently, "Get up, just clean up."

"Yes."

  Doctor Fang heard Wang Yousan from King Anle, so he hurriedly asked, "Mo Xu goes first, you mean our people didn't succeed at all? Then who is the person you're talking about?"

   When he said this, his heart felt as if it had fallen into a cold pool, freezing to the bone.

   If that person is his own, it’s fine, but otherwise, isn’t he caught in someone else’s trap?

  Mo Xu's eyes froze, and he didn't mention the person at all, warning: "You just need to do the things that the young master explained. It's best not to ask about what you shouldn't know."

  Doctor Fang had a chill on his back, cold sweat broke out from his forehead, and said in a trembling voice: "Yes, yes, the villain will not let the son down."

   "Okay, you can go back, remember, you only have one last chance." Mo Xu waved his hand to drive away.

  Doctor Fang stood up tremblingly, and was about to bow his hands to say goodbye when the boy who was squatting on the ground picking up broken pieces of porcelain suddenly looked at the door and shouted, "Who?"

   As he finished speaking, a silver needle flew out of Mo Xu's hand and shot through the wooden door.

   Shen Yijia was startled and was about to avoid it when Song Jingchen who was standing beside him quickly grabbed her waist and swept back.

  The wooden door opened with a bang, and the three people in the room came out one after another.

   "I'm sorry, did I bother you?" Shen Yijia touched her nose with an innocent look on her face.

   "You, you." Doctor Fang saw several people standing in the yard, and was so frightened that he slumped to the ground.

  Shen Yijia glanced at the three people who came out, put her eyes on Doctor Fang, and waved at him: "Haha, what a coincidence, Doctor Fang, are you here too?"

   A pair of acquaintances are very surprised when they meet by chance.

   Doctor Fang had only one thought in his mind: it was over.

   I don't know if it's because I'm scared or because I'm getting old, my eyes rolled over and I fainted.

   There were four people standing in the courtyard, but Mo Xu's eyes were fixed on Shen Yijia, this face...

   He said in surprise: "Who are you?"

   Just a middle-aged man with a plain appearance, I don’t know him.

  Shen Yijia glanced at him without answering, turned to look at Song Jingchen, and smirked: "I really didn't mean it."

   She just scratched the itch. Who knew the people inside were so vigilant, and the stern shout also startled her, okay?

  Song Jingchen didn't miss Mo Xu's eyes, he pulled her behind him, and his thin lips parted lightly: "It's okay."

   Judging from Doctor Fang's attitude towards him, this Mo Xu's identity must be unusual.

   And the words of these people are unknown, even if you listen to them again, you will not hear anything useful.

   So whether they are discovered or not does not affect the overall situation, they are all dying anyway.

   Mo Xu only then looked at the man wearing the mask in front of him, and his eyes narrowed slightly: "Should I call you Young Master Shen, or Song Shizi?"

  Song Jingchen didn't seem surprised that he knew what he meant, he just said lightly: "What's the difference?"

  Mo Xu sneered: "Naturally, Song Shizi shouldn't stand, let alone appear in Xunyang."

  Song Jingchen: "So?"

   Mo Xu subconsciously moved a few steps towards the child: "Aren't you afraid that Emperor Chong'an would know about you?"

  Song Jingchen raised a sarcastic arc at the corner of his mouth, and said firmly: "Your son won't say no?"

   The man would not let him die until he got the private army in his hands.

   Not only that, but he would also help him hide the private army to the death, otherwise he would have lost more than the gain if Emperor Chong'an knew about it.

  The more greedy a person is, the more he wants, but he does not know that he gives his opponent a chance. The Xunyang incident is a good example.

   Mo Xu's eyes narrowed: "You know my son, but unfortunately you don't know Mo."

   After that, three silver needles flew out of his hands, pointing directly at Song Jingchen's life.

  Song Jingchen hugged Shen Yijia and dodged away, three silver needles were nailed to the wooden fence behind them just now, the silver needles turned black all over, obviously highly poisonous.

   The moment they avoided, Mo Xu pulled the little boy and wanted to turn around and run back to the wooden house.

  Xuan Fang ran a few steps, and there was a sound of breaking air behind him, and something wrapped around Mo Xu's neck.

  Shen Yijia raised her eyebrows, holding one end of the soft whip and dragging the person back with force.

  Mo Xu fell on his back and fell to the ground. He pulled the soft whip with both hands and tried to open it. He blushed and stared at Shen Yijia: "You, you'd better let me go."

   "That's all?" Shen Yijia blinked her eyes in disbelief. She thought she was going to fight, but she didn't expect...

  Song Jingchen supported his forehead, helplessly reminding: "Be careful he uses poison."

   At first glance, this person is proficient in poison, and his time is spent on making poison. Naturally, his skills are not very good.

   I am afraid that a silver needle is his best skill, and he practiced it for the convenience of poisoning.

  Mo Xu didn't know what Song Jingchen was thinking, otherwise he wouldn't have said that he didn't understand Mo.

   "Oh." Shen Yijia was humbly taught, and took the soft whip back at the same time.

   A look of joy flashed across Mo Xu's face, and just as he turned over to get up, he exclaimed in pain and looked at his hands with a twisted expression.

   I saw that his two palms were firmly nailed to the ground by two daggers.

  He raised his head fiercely and looked at Shen Yijia, who bared his teeth at him, but said to Song Jingchen, "Don't worry about him poisoning now."

  Song Jingchen chuckled: "Well."

   "What do you guys think?" Mo Xu had long since lost his calmness at this time, and his eyes showed panic. If he couldn't use poison, he would be a waste.

   At this moment, Mo Yuan came back with the child who had sneaked away, threw it directly to Mo Xu, and stood behind Shen Yijia with an expressionless face.

   "If you don't want to die, just tell me who the son you are talking about." Thinking of something, Shen Yijia paused, pursed her lips and asked, "And who is the person you mentioned in there?"

   (end of this chapter)