Chu Yunyao didn't know what happened between Mo Lingwei and Feng Shaojin. They clearly had each other in their hearts, but they wanted to get to this point.
What's more, she conveyed the unfeeling letter for Mo Lingwei last time, but any man who has a slight wavering in his heart will definitely think that Mo Lingwei has no feelings for him, and there is no room for him to change his mind up.
But I didn't expect Feng Shaojin to be an unbelievers, he could do anything when he went crazy.
Even his life was blocked.
Chu Yunyao had to ride out with Mo Lingwei in the middle of the night.
Bao'er took out all the sealed medicinal materials, put them in the medicine box, handed them to Chu Yunyao, and found a cloak for Chu Yunyao to wear around her head, "The housekeeper gave me some fox skins. Just sew a cloak for you, Miss, and you won’t be cold anywhere in the future.”
Chu Yunyao hugged the medicine box, "Don't worry, the weather is not yet the coldest, just sew in the daytime, if I don't have time to come back by dawn, you can panic for me, just tell me to go Mochizuki Pavilion."
Bao'er nodded: "Miss, don't worry, be careful on the road."
Chu Yunyao pinched the horse's belly and rode away on the horse.
Chu Yunyao originally thought that Mo Lingwei would not be able to keep up, but she did not expect that Mo Lingwei rode steadily and did not lose the wind in the slightest.
Chu Yunyao felt relieved immediately, and asked casually, "Who taught you how to ride a horse?"
Opening her mouth, the cold night wind poured into her mouth. Chu Yunyao took a breath of cold air and quickly closed her mouth.
Her injury was not completely healed, even though a thin bamboo board was tied around her waist, the horse was still a little painful when it ran fast.
"He taught it." Mo Lingwei's voice was very low, as if caught in a distant memory, the sweetness was mixed with a bit of sadness.
Of course he was referring to Feng Shaojin.
Although people like the warlord love Mo Lingwei, it seems that Mo Lingwei is not too close to the warlord, otherwise, it would be impossible not to live in the warlord's mansion, but to live in Mo Lingyuan's young marshal's mansion.
How could anyone not live with his father, brother and sister, but live with his elder brother and sister-in-law?
As for Mo Lingyuan, even though he loved his sister very much, when Mo Lingwei was young, he was not very old, and he had experienced in the military camp. Even if he wanted to, he didn't have time to teach Mo Lingwei how to ride a horse.
After gaining a firm foothold in the military camp, Mo Lingwei went abroad, and the two brothers and sisters were separated, so it was even more impossible to teach her how to ride a horse.
Chu Yunyao even wondered if Mo Lingyuan originally wanted to make up for Mo Lingwei when he taught her how to read and write, but all of it was made up for her.
Chu Yunyao didn't dare to continue asking, for fear that if she said something, she would step on Mo Lingwei's pain, making her even more grief-stricken.
But Chu Yunyao's silence doesn't mean that Mo Lingwei is silent.
Mo Lingwei had accumulated too many emotions in her heart, and she was so depressed that she couldn't breathe. After crying in Wangyue Pavilion for a while, she gradually got better. At this moment, she seemed to have found an outlet for her emotions, and she took the initiative to ask: "Yunyao, if you are Me, what will you do?"
Chu Yunyao thought for a moment: "I probably won't let myself fall into your predicament."
She has always been a person who cuts through the mess quickly. Unlike Mo Lingwei who lacked love since she was a child, she was spoiled by her father and elder brother and grew up. She has a sense of confidence and solidity that many women have never had in her heart. Not indecisive.
Chu Yunyao felt that her answer was too arbitrary, so she spoke again after deliberation: "Even if you are in this kind of predicament, you should probably follow him. He can threaten you, but can't you threaten him?"