The Immortal Doctress: Emperor’s Consort

Mo Yanjun looked at Mo Tongqin, who looked indifferent, and a complicated light flashed through his eyes.

For the first time in so many years, she looked at Mo Tongqin so seriously. When she thought of the possibility Mu Zhiqing had told her, her heart trembled.

Looking at Mo Huayue who was beaten helplessly on the other side, her eyes became more complicated.

"Mother, Mo Tongqin dared to hit me!"

Mo Huayue complained to Mo Yanjun angrily, she was going crazy by Mo Tong!

"You want to avenge me!"

She stared at Mo Tongqin resentfully, wishing to cut him a thousand times, but when she thought of his mother beside her, there was a trace of pride in her eyebrows.

What if Mo Tongqin is stronger than her?

She wants to teach Mo Tongqin, there are more ways!

"Snapped!"

There was another loud applause.

However, this slap did not fall on Mo Tongqin's face.

Mo Huayue's eyes widened, and she looked at the familiar faces in front of her in disbelief.

Mo Yanjun's face was cold, and those dark pupils flashed with doubts, disappointments and other emotions, and it also revealed an unprecedented strangeness and indifference.

Mo Huayue, who was already anxious, was almost stunned by this slap. My mother had never treated her like this before.

But since this period of time, Mother has taught her more than once.

She wanted to burst out, but when she saw the strangeness in her eyes, her expression was frozen for a moment. She didn't understand why her mother would look at her with such a look?

"a shame!"

Mo Yanjun left a word and left to the other side.

When Mo Huayue saw this, she hurried to catch up, but before leaving here, she threw a word towards Mo Tongqin.

"You wait for me!"

...

It wasn't until the two of them left that Mo Tongqin looked at Mu Zhiqing, her lips moved, and after all she didn't say anything.

"I've talked to Mrs. Mo. Although she is suspicious, she has nothing to say."

With that, Mu Zhiqing's eyes were stained with seriousness.

"Tongqin, do you want to reveal the truth thoroughly? Do you understand Fang Qiulu's true thoughts?"

Hearing, Mo Tongqin's eyes were filled with doubts.

"What do you mean?"

"If you want to know, then there will be an answer tomorrow." Mu Zhiqing said.

Mo Tongqin fell into silence, which was the question she had been thinking about for the longest time today.

After so many years, does my mother really have no feelings for her? What kind of attitude does she have toward herself?

After all, he was raised by her side, so after all, he still has some feelings?

Or maybe everything is just an illusion, the mother just transferred her hatred of Mo Yanjun to herself...

Suddenly she felt a dryness in her throat, and she wanted to speak, but she couldn't.

Mu Zhiqing held Mo Tongqin's trembling hand and said, "Don't be afraid."

Mo Tongqin shook her hand and nodded, "Okay."

On this day, Mo Tongqin did not return to the residence, and Mu Zhiqing stayed with her in the inn for the night.

Fortunately, the monk had anticipated this situation before, so there was no need to send someone back to pass the pass. It would be better for her to accompany Tongqin these two days.

Come to think of it, this night should also be extremely busy for Mrs. Mo.

After all, she has a lot to be sure.

...

The next day.

When Mo Huayue followed Mo Yanjun to Mo Tongqin's residence again, her mood was very complicated.