v4 Chapter 4117: Mo Fangchang is here (2/2)
It's just that there have been very few mentions of the four people over the years.
These four are very important in the Ye Clan.
”The three ladies are well!”
Mo Fangchang bowed at this moment.
Although quite polite, it is not that kind of awe.
Mo Fangchang was one of Ye Xiaoyao's beloved disciples, and even before the Three Emperors were born, Mo Fangchang had already worshipped Ye Xiaoyao's sect.
Ye Xiaoyao died.
Nowadays, the four apprentices still in the Ye Clan only listen to one person, that is, Emperor Xi Wandan, the wife of Ye Xiaoyao.
Even if Ye Zhutian, Ye Wentian, Ye Futian, Mo Fangchang, Jiang Yu, Yuan Yan, and Ji Wuying saw the three, they did not behave politely.
In the entire Ye Clan, only Xi Wan could make the four of them bow their heads.
And only Mu Qingyu could make the four of them more polite.
”Why is Mr. Mo here?”
Shi Meijun spoke at this moment.
”Come here to convey what the teacher said.”
Mo Fangchang straightened his body at this moment, as if he was reading a decree. It seemed that Xi Wan was not here, but it was here.
”Ye Chong, I saw you grow up at a glance. Except for Chang'er and Yu'er, who joined my husband earlier, I treat them like a son.”
”Zhutian, Wentian, and Futian are three. I've been hit since I was a child, and I haven't given them a good face.”
”But to you, to Yunyi, to Lin'er, to Yufeng, to the four of you, I am unwilling to fight. Those three ineffective sons were bewitched by Mu Qingyu to save their sister. Now that I don’t know about life or death, I deserve it if I die, and the old woman won’t feel bad.
At this point, Mu Yun's eyelids twitched.
Mo Fangchang narrated in the words of his grandmother completely, and his tone was very homely.
Just mentioning the father... Mu Qingyu bewitched... Why do you hear so dissatisfied with the son-in-law of father?
Mo Fangchang continued: ”My old lady has always trusted the four of you. Every time you come to see me, I am very happy. If there is an accident, I would rather die for your two sons, but now you, What is your attitude toward the Ye Clan?”
”My old lady is really sad, very sad.”
”My three daughters-in-law dare not deal with you, for fear of hurting their husband's heart, but the old lady is not afraid of hurting the heart of her son, but of hurting the hearts of other good children!”
”If you have anything you want to tell me, just say it straight. Let Chang'er and Yu'er bring them back. This is the end of the love between you and me.”
When these words fell, everyone present only felt that Xi Wan had said these words as if they were chattering.
However, every word is heartbroken!
Not hard to hear.
Mo Fangchang, Jiang Yu, Yuan Yan, and Ji Wuying, who came to Ye Xiaoyao's school a few years ago, were lovers, and even more disciples.
And Ye Chong, Ye Yunyi, Ye Lin, and Ye Yufeng were sent to the four major cities as the city lord. They were also adopted by Ye Xiaoyao in the early years and regarded as nurturing children. Xi Wan was also very distressed.
As for Xi Wan's biological sons, Ye Zhutian, Ye Wentian, and Ye Futian, they are the least welcome.
This is not what Mu Yun heard from these words, but came to understand it during Ye Clan's time.
The Three Emperors are extremely famous.
However, many people in the Ye ethnic group say that they are most unwelcome.
Xi Wan only loved her daughter Ye Yushi.
In addition, he cared very much for Ye Xiaoyao's apprentices and adopted children.
Ye Xiaoyao taught from childhood to adulthood.
Xi Wan has taken care of her since she was a child.
This is not a means to win a few apprentices and a few adopted children to repay the kindness, but Xi Wan’s true inner thoughts...
At this time, Mo Fangchang finished his words, looked at Ye Chong, and said, ”Do you have anything to say, I need to reply to Madam!”
At this time, Ye Chong's eyes were red, and he knelt down and said, ”It's me, Ye Chong, no conscience!”
”Did you finish?”
Mo Fangchang said calmly at this time.
Only Ye Chong trembled in tears to reply.
The next moment, in an instant.
A ray of light flashed by.
With a puff, at this moment...