Chapter 791

Mo Lingyuan fixed the cloak for Chu Yunyao, helped her into the co-pilot seat, sat in the driver's seat, and started the car...

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The carriage was small and dull, Mo Lingyuan drove very fast, and soon arrived at Fengfu.

Feng Muyun and Mrs. Feng were anxious like ants on a hot pot, pacing back and forth in the hall.

Hearing the sound of a car coming in, both of them ran out.

The first one who couldn't wait to jump out of the car was Feng Yichen. His clothes were disheveled, his black hair was messy, and he rushed into the mansion with bare feet: "Father, mother, how is my brother?"

Seeing that her son had come back at this time, Feng Muyun didn't care to scold him, and hurried to greet Mo Lingyuan and Chu Yunyao who got out of the car afterwards.

Seeing Feng Yichen's appearance, Mrs. Feng was almost pissed off by Feng Yichen when she thought of what the parents of the girl who had a blind date said to her yesterday, she pinched Feng Yichen's arm with her long fingers: "What the hell are you doing?" Did you go? Didn't you say you went to the snow mountain with Miss Miao?

Mrs. Miao said that her daughter has been reading, practicing calligraphy and doing embroidery at home honestly recently, and has not gone anywhere.

if you......"

Feng Yichen felt that the flesh on his body was about to be wrenched off, so he quickly shook off Mrs. Feng's hand, and went upstairs: "I'll go see my brother first."

Mrs. Feng was so angry that her chest hurt when she saw that none of the sons she had raised took her seriously.

Feng Muyun gave Mrs. Feng a sideways look, frowned, and while answering what Mo Lingyuan and Chu Yunyao said, welcomed them into the mansion.

Feng Yichen knocked open the door of the bedroom, and went straight in. He saw Feng Shaojin lying on the bed dying, covered with a thin quilt, and there were still two scars on his handsome face that were cut by sharp objects.

The wound had stopped bleeding, but it was still shocking to look at.

"Brother, where is the injury?" Feng Yichen ran over in a hurry, lifted the quilt, and raised his hand to touch Feng Shaojin's chest: "Is it the chest again?

I told you a long time ago, let you wear a breastplate with you..."

Hearing Feng Yichen's voice, Feng Shaojin suddenly opened his eyes, and without knowing where the strength came from, he grabbed Feng Yichen's sleeve.

Although his voice was weak, it still had a biting aura: "You still have the face to come back? I thought you wished for me to die."

Feng Yichen was stunned, wondering what Feng Shaojin meant by saying these words for no reason?

Could it be that Feng Shaojin knew that in order to avoid Miss Miao's family, he lived outside with an excuse, and did not come back in time to treat Feng Shaojin, so Feng Shaojin hated him?

Feng Yichen saw that Feng Shaojin was still able to speak out fiercely, and seeing that the place where he was shot was not in his chest, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief, "Brother, what did you say? I just want myself to die, and I don't want to You have something to do.

If you are dead, what should the people in the south do if they are bullied?

I just played outside for a few days, and after knowing that you were injured, I rushed back quickly. "

Feng Shaojin closed her eyes, adjusted her breath, and asked, "Where have you been these past few days? Went to the snow mountain with Miss Miao's family?"

Feng Yichen swiftly cut Feng Shaojin's clothes with scissors, and told the truth: "No, I live with Mr. Mo and learn medical skills from Mrs. Mo."

"Did you see Ling Wei?" Feng Shaojin's black pupils were deep, like a dark net, locking Feng Yichen.

Feng Yichen's honest little heart skipped a beat, wiped the tip of his nose guiltily, and replied without blushing, "No, the plague is spreading here, and we have just experienced the chaos of war, and Mo Lingyuan is looking at his precious sister again." It's so important, how could Mo Lingwei be willing to come here.

Besides, Mo Lingyuan was against you being with Mo Lingwei..."

It really is a beauty.