"Daddy." Seeing Qian Potian going crazy, Mo Xue placed her fingers heavily on his shoulders, trying to make him wake up.
"Mo Xue doesn't blame you. If you're blaming yourself, then I'm really angry." Mo Xue's voice was extremely explosive, which made Qian Potian's mood slowly calm down.
However, his eyes were full of guilt. His daughter's glory had not yet begun, but it was ruined by him. He was really sorry for Mo Xue.
This made him feel extremely uncomfortable. He regretted that he had pushed his daughter into the abyss, how could it not cause him pain.
"Dad" held Qian Potian's trembling hand, and Mo Xue's heart tightened. Dad was blaming himself, blaming himself.
However, she, Mo Xue, is not the kind of person who only knows how to complain, and she has no intention of blaming him for her father.
After Qian Potian's mood stabilized, Mo Xue slowly asked the reason for his expression.
The old man, and the old man's words were exactly the same as what Gong Ziyi said, and he recalled the moment when she was sleeping in his mind.
The strange old man walked against the sky, and the thunder outside was the best proof.
After thinking for a while, Mo Xue said to the extremely annoyed Qian Potian: "Dad, don't tell anyone about this, not even Yexing."
Obviously the less people know about the importance of this matter, the better, and the threat to Mo Xue is getting smaller and smaller. How could he not know about it.
He nodded, with a solemn look on his face, but seemed to have thought of something, and said: "Then your essence."
"Dad, don't worry, Mo Xue knows what to do."
In fact, she was also at a loss inside. In order to prevent Qian Potian from breaking down, Mo Xue could only pretend to be relaxed.
"But the competition is coming in three days, what should we do?"
Qian Potian's expression seemed to have aged dozens of years, and his words were all trembling.
"Dad, there will always be a way. Don't worry, Mo Xue will find a way." She didn't have any confidence in her heart. She had lost the essence and the remaining essence. What on earth was she going to do to regain control of the essence.
It is not difficult for her to leave alone, but she still has relatives she cares about. Even if she only gets along with them for a few days, she regards them as her true relatives, because they treat her sincerely, and she will definitely reciprocate them sincerely.
Mo Xue comforted Qian Po Tian Hou for a few words and then left. Along the way, she kept thinking about this and the strange old man.
It kept spinning in her mind, like a tight spell, making her head hurt.
Mo Xue slowly walked into Piaohua Courtyard. Before she could step into the courtyard, several shrill screams could be heard in her ears.
"ah--"
A series of screams floated in the sky above Piaohua Courtyard, Mo Xue frowned and walked in quickly.
Several men with their backs to Mo Xue were beating two domestic slaves with whips. These two domestic slaves were from Mo Xue's yard.
Qian Qingying, who was dressed in emerald green, also had her back to Mo Xue, sitting casually on a chair eating grapes, with grape skins all over the floor.
No one noticed Mo Xue's appearance, nor did they know that Mo Xue was standing behind them.
"Break open the door for me!" Qian Qingying pointed at the doors of the slaves and said condescendingly,
Mo Xue turned her eyes and saw that except for the two slaves in her yard who were being beaten, all the other slaves were hiding in the house.
A group of servants behind them immediately followed the instructions. A mere ordinary wooden door could not stop the fists and kicks of five or six of them, and was soon torn to pieces.
Next to Mo Xue was a big tree. At this moment, she stood there as if she was still.
Looking at that emerald green figure dominating her yard, his arrogant attitude really made Mo Xue smile.
"It's not that simple to offend this young lady!" Looking at the captured slaves, his tone was extremely unhappy.
Originally she came to find Mo Xue, but she didn't find Mo Xue himself, so she vented her anger towards Mo Xue on these domestic slaves.
The last time these slaves laughed at her was still fresh in her mind. Now that Qian Moxue was not here, she didn't dare to do anything to her, so she wouldn't be polite to these slaves.
Anyway, they were just beating a few domestic slaves, so Qian Moxue wouldn't do anything to her.
She thought she was very majestic, but in Mo Xue's eyes, she looked like a clown.
"Sister Qingying, I'm afraid it won't be good if Mo Xue comes back."
The one who spoke was Lao Baqian Qingge, with a worried look on his face. He originally followed Qian Qingying, but unexpectedly, Qian Qingying went crazy to retaliate against her slave when Mo Xue was not at home.
If she finds out about this, I'm afraid life in the future will be really difficult.
No matter what she said, this Qian Qingying couldn't listen at all and was only thinking about revenge.
It made her feel extremely contemptuous, and she wanted to take revenge. If you take revenge on Mo Xue, it would be nothing to take revenge on a few defenseless domestic slaves.
But I can only say this in my heart, but I dare not say it out in my mouth.
"Go and find these people!" Qian Qingying pointed at the slaves, stood up, and walked over slowly.
Immediately, a house slave knelt on the ground and used his back as a seat for Qian Qingying.
In fact, it is not comfortable to sit on it like this. On the contrary, it will be a little unstable. After all, people are not seats, and these servants cannot stay still.
But this is quite majestic, and the power is strong after all.
Soon, all the slaves in the house were arrested. Qian Qingying looked at the slaves kneeling in front of her one by one without saying a word. She figured this out from Mo Xue.
He didn't say a word, but the majesty just sitting there was enough to make people breathless.
Looking at these shivering domestic slaves, Qian Qingying automatically thought of Mo Xue shivering, and couldn't help but feel proud on her face.
"Hide, run away, you still dare to hide in the house." Qian Qingying stood up and sneered.
You are a bunch of cheap people. If you want to blame them, I blame you for being with the wrong master.
Your young lady is what I hate the most. Whenever I see you, I think of her arrogant look.
"Hit me! Hit these places." Qian Qingying stretched out her hand and pointed at the backs of these slaves. If she hit them here, no scars would be visible.
Before Qian Moxue came back, she left, and these slaves didn't dare to say a word.
These domestic slaves looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and walked up with whips in hand.
The whip in his hand was raised high and flew towards the kneeling slave.
The next second, a black shadow flashed over quickly. Before a house slave could react, the whip in his hand was snatched away by the black shadow.
"Ah" screamed, really like a wolf howling.
Hearing someone screaming, Qian Qingying laughed and praised: "Okay, okay, I will reward you later..."