Chu Yunyao didn't know how to answer: "When I find out the real murderer of Jinyu, I will let it go completely."
Hearing her answer, Mo Lingyuan hesitated to speak, and sighed secretly.
Feeling sleepy, seeing her falling asleep on top of him, Mo Lingyuan hugged her back to the wing, put her on the bed, and covered her with the quilt.
There was a slight knock on the door.
Mo Lingyuan got up, walked to the door, looked back at Chu Yunyao who was sleeping, opened the door and walked out.
"Master." Duan Changyu whispered: "I have found out the origin of this person. He is a distant relative of the madam. After the second lady's snake was shot, she was released from the house. She has been secretly in contact with the madam... ..”
Duan Changyu confirmed: "Madam is not crazy..."
"Don't let Young Madam know about it." Mo Lingyuan gritted his teeth, "Since she is going to pretend to be crazy, let her be crazy. Maybe she hid the knife, find it as soon as possible."
Duan Changyu nodded: "Yes."
Duan Changyu's figure disappeared into the night, Mo Lingyuan stood at the door for a moment, then turned and returned to the wing.
Stayed in Tian'en Temple for one night, and early in the morning of the second day, after eating some fast food, Mo Lingyuan and Chu Yunyao took Siyu back to the Governor's Mansion.
Mo Lingyuan went to see Mo Zhongtian, and seeing him lying on the bed all day with a sleepy expression, he couldn't bear it, so he carried him to the wheelchair and pushed him outside: "I'll take you to walk around the backyard Go and see, don't lie in the bedroom all day."
Mo Zhongtian never dreamed that his last time would be with his eldest son who had broken all ties with him by his side.
"Ling Yuan, you are willing to stay and take care of me, do you forgive me?" Mo Zhongtian leaned on the back of the chair, with his paralyzed hand hanging down weakly, the corners of his lips trembling, and he said vaguely: "Since So, take me to meet your mother?"
Mo Lingyuan was noncommittal, and his tone was cold: "I told you a long time ago, don't bother my mother anymore, she has long been unwilling to see you, and I can't say whether I forgive you or not.
You used to grow up with me, so naturally I should grow old with you.
This is between you and me, and has nothing to do with my mother. "
Back then he hoped that Mo Zhongtian could trust his mother, but Mo Zhongtian couldn't.
Now that Mo Zhongtian wanted to repent, he would not allow him to disturb his mother's purity.
The only flame of hope in Mo Zhongtian's heart was snuffed out by Mo Lingyuan again, and anger welled up in his heart for no reason: "You go, I want to stay alone for a while."
Mo Lingyuan winked at the guards, and after a while, Fourth Aunt came over: "Young Master, Mr. Duan is in the front yard. He seems to be looking for you on some urgent matter. Let me push Master around to have a look."
Mo Lingyuan glanced at Mo Zhongtian, turned around and left silently, striding towards the front yard.
The fourth aunt squatted down and straightened the wrinkled clothes on Mo Zhongtian, and asked in a warm voice: "Master, let me push you to take a look around, the days go by so fast, it's summer soon, and it's almost time It's autumn.
The scenery in this courtyard has also changed, and the vines are all bearing fruit, and they are all ripe..."
The fourth aunt was talking to Mo Zhongtian, while pushing him around the courtyard...
The sound of quarreling came from the secluded courtyard, and the fourth aunt heard it was Chu Yunyao's voice, and was hesitating whether to go in, Mo Zhongtian asked, "Who lives in there?"
"The madam lives there." The fourth aunt replied truthfully: "Before the young master and the young madam moved here, the madam was noisy day and night. The second sister followed your wishes and temporarily placed the madam here so as not to disturb the young master... ..”
"Who is making noise inside, push me in to have a look." Mo Zhongtian heard the quarrel inside getting louder, and was furious in his heart: "This warlord is not dead yet, how can he make such a noise without any scruples? ?”
The fourth aunt had no choice but to push him over...