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Chapter two hundred and eighty third deceived

Bai Gongren just shouted, his mouth was tightly covered, and a dagger pressed against her throat. The dagger slowly slashed across her flesh, as if he was looking for a suitable place to start.

Bai Gongren immediately opened his eyes wide, and suddenly remembered the tragic situation of Achan when he died. He was frozen and unable to move. He looked at the person in front of him in fear, his whole body trembling.

The lights in the room were dim, but the face of the man was clearly illuminated. The man was old, but his eyes were still clear and sharp, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

She slowly withdrew her hand pressing against Bai Gongren's face.

Bai Gongren could only breathe at this moment. She opened her mouth wide and breathed in big mouths. Even so, she could not control her trembling body, and tears kept flowing down the corners of her eyes.

"Mo...Mo Zhenren..." Bai Gongren said tremblingly, "What are you...what are you going to do?"

Zhenren Mo raised his hand and let Bai Gongren see clearly: "Can the good man see?"

Bai Gongren's face looked even more ugly. He wanted to speak and beg for mercy, but his voice seemed to be strangled. She looked out in panic.

Mo Zhenren said, "No need to see, the servants outside fainted and it would take at least an hour to wake up. The quiet room where the good people live is secluded, and no one will come to visit it in the middle of the night."

Zhenren Mo's voice was gloomy: "We are left to calculate the previous accounts."

Speaking of this, Mo Zhenren's eyes fell on Bai Gongren's legs pressing on his stomach: "The Taoist is also a good person to treat the symptoms. If you cut off both legs, the good person will not hurt again."

Thinking that his legs were gone, Bai Gongren had no idea where he got his strength, so he reached out to grab Mo Zhenren's arm: "Real person...please... let me go. As long as the real person let me go, I will not sue the official. No matter who asks me, I will say that I took the initiative to ask the real person to treat the leg injury. If the real person doesn't believe it, I am willing to swear to the ancestor of the Three Qingshu that if he regrets, he will be punished and will not die well."

Mo Zhenren looked at Bai Gongren calmly: "When the good man killed Achan, this vow was already valid. The Taoist was ordered to take Gongren's life."

Bai Gongren seemed to remember the key point of the matter: "No...I...I didn't kill A Chan. The real person once went to the yamen to ask the coroner, A Chan committed suicide, did the real person forget it?

I... When I entered the door, I saw Achan sitting on a chair, blood spurting out from her neck, and I thought about saving her, but... there was too much blood... and it sprayed all over me. The wound was very long, and it was scratched from the left to the right, and I couldn't cover it. I shouted loudly before calling my father, mother and brother over, but no one could do anything."

After so many years, that scene is still fresh in Bai Gongren's memory. Blood gushed out of the wound and A Chan's mouth. A Chan half opened her eyes, made a strange noise in her throat, her body trembled and could not breathe, and in the end there was no movement.

Bai Gongren remembered his nonsense today and continued: "Those words I said today are all angry words. I didn't think Achan died... I scolded her... But I always said that she didn't care about those words in the past, why would she commit suicide this time? I know that my father and mother blame me, and they blame me until they die... But I really do it for the sake of the Bai family."

Bai Gongren tightened his fingers: "The real person... I really don't blame me. A Chan has long been sick. Didn't he notice it when he was with her? She kept talking nonsense about getting married, saying that a man liked her and would not dislike her legs and would welcome her as a wife. Not only did the man be fame, but the most important thing was that the man was dedicated to the country and the people, and was a hero."

Speaking of this, Bai Gongren looked at Mo Zhenren with a steady attitude: "Does Zhenren think it is possible? Achan looks average and has a disease on her legs when she is born. Even if a man is willing to marry her, that man will not be able to have fame, let alone heroes.

Even if I look like this, my father and mother finally found the Yuan family. At that time, my master was just a seventh-rank official who had just entered the officialdom.

How could Achan be compared with me? The most ridiculous thing is that my father actually believed that he would handle Achan's dowry with his mother, and also sell his ancestral house to buy some fertile land for Achan, so as not to let Achan come in and be laughed at by others. Those fertile land can earn some money every year and be rewarded by Achan to the servants. Hahaha... They never thought so much about me, they are all their daughters, why are they so partial? It would be fine if Achan had such a thing, it was obvious that I was just delusional. I was so angry that I wanted to find Achan and ask Achan to be sober.

There is no man in this world who really falls in love with a useless person, and no family is willing to have such a wife. Achan keeps saying that the man would come to propose marriage. I asked about the man's identity, but Achan refused to say that because there was no one at all, and I would expose it if I said it.

Even if a man promised to marry Achan, he just used sweet words to deceive her body and money. It was interesting for men to not get it. He had seen too many normal women, and when he saw Achan, he felt that he was so funny, he would come to play with him. How could he be sincere?

Achan said, the man had to make achievements before he could convince the elders in his family, and he would come to the door after a while."

Mo Yangming looked at Bai Gongren. When Bai Gongren said these words, his eyes were mixed with contempt and anger, as if he gradually fell into the mood at that time.

Bai Gongren said, "I really can't listen anymore. I told Achan that those are delusions. There are so many good women in the world, and she doesn't look at what she is like. The man must be using her. Where did he get the sincerity? If such a man will abandon her, she will harm us, harm her father, mother, brother and me. We will all be dragged down by her..."

The words came to an abrupt end. Bai Gongren realized that the words should not be said later. She was about to hide them, but she felt a pain in her legs again. Mo Yangming said coldly: "Isn't you willing to tell the truth?"

Bai Gongren didn't dare to hide it anymore and hurriedly begged for mercy: "I said...I said...I...I scolded Achan why I didn't die? If she died, the Bai family would be well. She was a disaster...Isn't it? What I said is wrong? She is not the root of the disaster? Even if she dies, we will still suffer because of her. My father and mother passed away, and my legs became like this again.

She is an ominous sign. When her mother gave birth to her, the wife said that it would be better to drown her. What did her father and mother raise her?”

"Pa" Bai Gongren felt a pain on his face and was slapped hard.

Mo Yangming said: "Achan is your real sister, you are just humiliating her."

Bai Gongren trembled with excitement. Her face hurts sharply, but she dared not blame Mo Zhenren: "I was wrong... Zhenren... I shouldn't have scolded Achan... But I was also for her good. Only in this way can I wake her up. Achan's death has nothing to do with me scolding her. She didn't take my words to heart. She came to Shangqing Temple to hide from Qingjing. Later, I heard that she returned home from the Temple, so I went to persuade..."

Bai Gongren didn't say how to persuade him, but Mo Yangming already knew that another slander was inevitable.

Bai Gongren said, "Achan's situation was very strange that time. She seemed to have heard it. She told me that she would not get married anymore. What I said was right. No one would treat a useless person sincerely. I thought I could finally breathe a sigh of relief. Who knew that at night, Achan would... commit suicide while there was no one in the house.

Real person, A Chan committed suicide because she was let down by that man, and it had nothing to do with me... It was my father at that time, and my mother didn't allow me to tell these pasts, because she wanted to leave a face for A Chan. But I kept my mouth shut and didn't even say it. After all, A Chan was overestimating her own abilities and eventually harming others and herself."

When Mo Yangming heard this, he gritted his teeth tightly, and the veins on his forehead floated. His eyes swept to Bai Gongren's legs: "Achan is overestimating his abilities, what about you? What do you think of yourself?"

"Of course," Bai Gongren thought of his current situation and showed sadness. "Although I have a leg injury, I have tried my best to take care of the inner house. Fortunately, I had two sons for the master before, I..."
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