Escape to Farmland: A vicious stepmother dressed as a villain

Mo Qingcheng couldn't help but look at Shang Yulan twice. This little elf is not simple. Does she want to give him some extra handsomeness?

You are used to it!

"Oh, the mouth of the Fourth Madam is really both loveable and hateful!" Mo Qingcheng raised her lips evilly, "Madam, what do you think?"

What do I think?

I think neither of you are a good person! , Madam Xue Yumei’s eyes and brows were filled with coldness: “Sister, please don’t listen to Fourth Sister’s nonsense. Is Sister like that?”

Shang Yulan's eyes were full of grievance: "Sister..."

"Stop it! Fourth sister, you are just being willful as usual. Didn't my husband tell you that the overall situation is more important? Our back house is so noisy, and my husband is still in the mood to share the worries of the people?" Xue Yumei glanced at Shang Yulan lightly and threw it to She gave a meaningful look.

Shang Yulan's eyes were full of anxiety and she was about to cry: "Sister, sister, I'm still young."

"Fourth Madam, I seem to be 120 years older than you." The corners of Mo Qingcheng's mouth curved.

Who is more tender?

Hey, who gave you the face?

Shang Yulan took a breath: "Sister, you..."

The eldest lady Xue Yumei was also startled. She used her spiritual sense to check Mo Qingcheng's bone age. She was stunned and said, "Fourth sister, you have to change your jealousy."

"Pfft!" Shang Yulan really wanted to spray a mouthful of old blood on Mo Qingcheng's face, that little vixen is so shameless, even more shameless than herself.

Do not!

How can I compare to her?

Not right either!

mad!

The gloom in Madam Xue Yumei's heart instantly dissipated, and finally a vixen appeared who could strangle these vixens by their necks.

Over the years, the second, third and fourth boys have become more and more arrogant.

"Ahem...Sister, actually Fourth Sister has no bad intentions." The tea in Xue Yumei's cup became more and more mellow. Sure enough, the enemy of the enemy is a friend.

Shang Yulan's eyes flickered: "Sister, I heard that there was some misunderstanding between the second sister and the third sister?"

"Misunderstanding? Oh, so the Fourth Madam calls this a misunderstanding? I really learned a lot today. Madam, I don't have much education, don't lie to me." Mo Qingcheng raised his eyebrows, and his voice became a bit colder.

Shang Yulan fiddled with the handkerchief in her hand, her watery eyes looking gloomy and terrifying: "Does my sister have any objections to me?"

"Have a problem with you? I only have a problem with those who threaten my life." The implication is that whether I have a problem with you depends on whether you want to kill me?

A flash of approval flashed in the eyes of the eldest lady Xue Yumei: "What my sister said is absolutely true. My sister's life has really been in vain these years."

Seeing the eldest lady Xue Yumei and Mo Qingcheng singing and exchanging compliments on her, Shang Yulan remained silent and took a sip of tea. She choked for some reason, her nose was sore and her eyes were red.

"Madam, Liang Daren has brought you clothes." Fu Ling's untimely voice sounded at the door.

Shang Yulan turned around and looked over, only to see a tall figure standing at the door, with an expression on his face. Who else could it be if he wasn't Liang Feng?

"Invite him in." Mo Qingcheng smiled.

Liang Feng carried an oversized baggage and followed Fuling into the door. "My dear madam, my master asked his subordinates to buy these clothes for you."

Xue Yumei: "..."

Shang Yulan: "..."

I wonder if they are in the air or Liang Feng is blind?Not even a single hello.

"Put it down, thank you!" Mo Qingcheng curled his lips and threw a bottle of pills to Liang Feng.

"Thank you, madam!" Liang Feng's thousand-year-old iceberg face finally showed a trace of emotion. He held the elixir in both hands and turned to leave.

He walked to Xue Yumei and Shang Yulan and paused: "First Madam, Fourth Madam, why are you here?"