Reborn as a crazy female disciple of the God who killed his wife three times

She was not even like in front of him as she was in front of Zhao Chenyu. She was gentle yet dangerous, her eyes were full of ambition, seducing, teasing, and rejecting, making the man feel itchy. But in front of him, she was like a polite maid, not crossing the line, but making it hard for people to figure out her details...

So, he suddenly asked, "What kind of value do you think Third Brother will demonstrate in front of me?"

This gave her the right to comment on the internal affairs of the Zhao family, which made Li Mo look up at him. Seeing that he was not joking but serious, she thought for a moment and asked softly, "It depends on whether the eldest son still cares about the brotherhood within the family and whether he values ​​the brotherhood he had in his childhood."

Otherwise, with the strength of the Zhao family and the power of Zhao Qingren as the current patriarch, there would not be much that Zhao Chenyu could bring to the table for negotiation.

Then Li Mo felt rude and said, "I overstepped my bounds. You don't have to answer my question, Master."

Without "Mo Li" asking this question, Zhao Qingren could hardly remember his childhood, but the carefree time he spent with his brothers more than 200 years ago passed through his heart, strangely, it did not leave a single tear in his heart. He said calmly: "The time of childhood is like a fleeting moment, unstained by dust. I can no longer remember anything before that year. If you say that he wants to use the relationship of family to ask me for what he desires?"

"Or maybe he wants to use this to force you to send it?" Li Mo smiled lightly, causing Zhao Qingren's gaze to slightly focus.

"Things like this are not worth discussing their value with me." Zhao Qingren said calmly.

The meaning of his words was cold, as if he was speaking to his own cousin.

"Then can I assume that the value of trapping me in the study to prevent the two brothers from escalating their dispute is far greater than your kinship?"

Zhao Qingren looked at her seriously again, and after a long while he asked, "What gave you this illusion?"

"Oh, the tone of the eldest master just now is as if the childhood affection in the past is worthless to you."

Zhao Qingren's pupils shrank slightly after hearing these words, and he heard "Mo Li" say: "I misunderstood."

She misunderstood something and didn't say anything else.

But for some reason, the hidden current between the two of them just now disappeared, leaving only a slight tension.

Zhao Qingren flicked his fingers lightly, his eyes slightly sharp, and said, "You've crossed the line."

It means you are just a servant.

Li Mo looked at him, but did not show the panic and cowardice of a subordinate. She said calmly and gently: "I understand."

Zhao Qingren felt that the woman in front of him was just as he had imagined, a woman with low spiritual power and a low social status, but extremely ambitious, the kind of woman who would do anything to achieve her goals, and he was even a little confused about what her real purpose was.

Is it me...

Suddenly, he felt that at this moment, his heart and mind were filled with this woman, as if he was being controlled by her in an instant. This was an extremely rare experience for him. He rarely had emotions, especially for the women around him. He had almost never had any emotions, but "Mo Li" made him look at her...

A strange feeling arose deep in his heart.

He had once paid such attention to a certain woman, but it was not the lowly woman in front of him. However, "Mo Li" inexplicably reminded him of her.

The woman who crossed the Cang Peak.

But how is it possible?

Are you crazy?

Just as I was thinking about this, a man appeared outside the door. It was Zhao Silang.

He frowned, lowered his brows, looked at "Mo Li" and said, "You go down."

His voice was very light, but even so, when "Mo Li" went out and passed by Zhao Silang, his eyes stared at her face for a long time. On the one hand, "Mo Li" was stunningly beautiful and charming, not to mention the rumors that she caused her three brothers to fight for her, as if they were crazy.

It's fine for others, but would his elder brother Zhao Qingren be so crazy for a woman? He never believed it before.

But when he saw her face and thought about the scene of the two of them just now, he had never seen a woman with her back so straight in front of her brother Zhao Qingren, like a jade pine tree... Women are usually gentle and docile, and she probably dared to do so because she relied on Zhao Qingren's favor.

Although he saw that Zhao Qingren was no different from usual, he still thought so.

Li Mo, who passed by Zhao Silang, saw that he had a face as beautiful as jade and eyes as bright as peach blossoms. He was the best among the young men in the Zhao family. She had heard that he was of ordinary talent, but she didn't expect that when she saw him in person for the first time, he was actually as elegant as jade and had a good appearance as a passionate young man...

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Seeing his fourth brother standing in front of him respectfully, Zhao Qingren's mind flashed with the question asked by "Mo Li": Did the eldest son have a close relationship with his younger cousin when he was young?

This sentence was actually very ordinary, so ordinary that normal people would not pay much attention to it, but Zhao Qingren's heart was not moved at all as he recalled the scenes of his childhood with this direct descendant brother... He thought that even when he recalled his childhood, he still did not feel any emotion.

And he felt that this was natural and correct.

He is a perfect heir to the family.

The moon was setting in the west. After talking with his fourth brother in the study, Zhao Qingren ordered someone to bring his newborn son's swaddling clothes, which contained a warm baby. However, the baby did not make any sound, but just waved his little hands gently, as if trying to grab something.

Zhao Silang looked at the baby in the cradle, but there was no emotion in his eyes, as if there was no ripple at all. He did not even step forward to take the baby from the servant's arms. Instead, he waved his hand, and a servant guarding outside the door came in silently, lowered his head, took the swaddling clothes without looking away, and lowered his eyes behind Zhao Silang.

Then Zhao Silang bowed again and said to Zhao Qingren, "Thank you, brother."

"Yeah." Zhao Qingren said calmly, "Go back and raise him well."

"yes, Sir."

Zhao Silang responded without any resistance. In front of Zhao Qingren, he was like a puppet. He had no objection to whatever Zhao Qingren asked him to do or whatever his family asked him to do. He just obeyed everything.

So Zhao Chenyu once asked Zhao Qingren whether this was the value that Zhao Qingren required his cousin to embody.

Zhao Qingren did not give Zhao Chenyu an answer, but at this time, Zhao Qingren said to Zhao Silang: "Your mother's nourishing spiritual medicine Shan Ning Xuequan, the Zhao family's steward bought three drops from the auction house, worth five million medium-grade spiritual stones, you can take it today."

Zhao Silang's shoulders trembled, and his emotions finally fluctuated. He looked at Zhao Qingren with half gratitude and half complexity in his eyes. He knew that all this was a reward for his obedience. Some tribesmen disdained him to kneel like this, but what's the harm in kneeling? He could get the elixir to prolong his mother's life and the honor of his branch of the family.

He had ordinary spiritual roots and average talents. The girls that the clan members assigned to him were all excellent girls. He took them all into his family without caring about anything. Among the direct descendants of the Zhao family, his family had the most offspring. As a result, he received many awards from the clan members.

In the world of cultivation, it is extremely difficult to give birth to offspring, and the number of his children is definitely the best in the clan.

Others thought that he was just an insignificant character among the legitimate sons of the Zhao family. He was a vassal of Zhao Qingren and did things silently. He did not have the sharpness of Zhao Chenyu or the toughness of Zhao Mingzheng.

But he knew that everything the Zhao family had was ultimately just...