Since she came to his side, she has been calm, unless she is with Xiu'er, her mood will fluctuate slightly, she will be happy and sad, but it is limited to this.

To him, she seemed to have always been indifferent, and she didn't know whether she was ashamed or completely desperate.

He made trouble for no reason, he was unreasonable, and he pushed forward, but she kept retreating, even if there was no way to retreat, she still retreated.

He must have been pushed to the edge of a cliff at this moment.

She would rather jump down than deal with him anymore.

Feng Shaojin felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness, he desperately climbed to where he is today, and was finally able to imprison her by his side, but she was like sand in his hands.

The tighter he grasped, the faster she escaped. Gradually, there was only an empty shell without emotion left.

What he wants is her heart, what's the use of wanting an empty shell.

Feng Shaojin knelt in front of her on one knee, put one hand on the dressing table and the other on the back of her seat, half-tilted his head, and looked into her lowered eyes.

"I promised you." Feng Shaojin took a deep breath: "I won't force you anymore, I won't..."

Mo Lingwei clasped her hands and placed them on her knees. The emerald green bracelet was between her snow-white wrists. There was elegance and tenacity in her bones. Her tone returned to her usual indifference: "Young Master Feng also promised me many things. I used to remember it, but later I felt that it was impossible to achieve, so I forgot it.

Anyway, how to do it is all in Feng Shao's thought.

I am not a girl by nature who would please others, so if I offend Young Master Feng in the future, Young Master Feng should just say it outright, so don't keep it in your heart. "

She twisted the strands of hair that fell on the cheongsam embroidered with rose flowers, "This time I made Shao Feng angry, and it was my hair that suffered. Next time I make Shao Feng angry again, I don't know what will happen."

Feng Shaojin: "..."

Feng Shaojin's eyes were red and her voice was hoarse: "Ling Wei, no matter what I say, you won't believe me anymore?"

Mo Lingwei turned away, noncommittal.

Feng Shaojin's Adam's apple rolled up and down, he closed his arms, held her cold fingertips with both hands, and called her name loudly: "Ling Wei, Ling Wei..."

Mo Lingwei didn't say a word, nor looked at him.

Feng Shaojin buried his face in her knees, and kissed the back of her slender hands with thin lips, "I don't know why this happens, every time I haven't left here, I start to miss you, every time I come to see you, originally They are all elated, but when I think of... thinking of other people related to you, I will be inexplicably angry, flustered, and unable to control myself.

I don't want this either, Ling Wei, I never thought of hurting you.

From the beginning to the end, from the first time I saw you, I never thought of hurting you.

I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it just now. "

He seemed to think of something, and said flatteringly, "I came today to tell you some good news."

He waited quietly for her to ask the good news. After waiting for a long time, he still didn't hear her voice.

Feng Shaojin raised her head, and said to herself, "Didn't you always want to send Xiu'er back to the north, to your brother and sister-in-law?"

She saw Mo Lingwei's thick eyelashes tremble, and her eyes shone slightly.

Feng Shaojin continued his efforts: "Your sister-in-law brought someone to pick up Xiu'er in person..."

"Really?" After staying in this courtyard for so long, this news was indeed beyond her expectation.

"Seriously, how could I lie to you." Feng Shaojin seemed a little aggrieved: "On the way by water, I encountered bandits..."