Chu Yunyao met Feng Muyun's gaze calmly, "Hello, Governor."

The last time he vomited blood, under Feng Yichen's recuperation, his complexion improved a lot. This old man can still live for a few more years, Chu Yunyao thought to himself.

"You are Yun Che?" Feng Muyun stood up leaning on a cane, "What's the matter for visiting late at night?"

The corners of Chu Yunyao's lips twitched slightly: "Aren't the governors going to continue to verify my identity?"

"No need." Feng Muyun said: "The He family is still looking for your whereabouts. A few years ago, your portrait was posted all over the city. Although the warlord is old, he is not blind or deaf. With a portrait, one can still tell whether the person in front of him is really Yun Che."

Unexpectedly, it went smoother than expected, and Chu Yunyao became more and more happy in her heart. This old man has a conscience.

Unexpectedly, Feng Muyun changed the subject: "How did you know that the He family hid so much food on the top of the mountain?"

Chu Yunyao: "..."

Jiang is still old and hot, and the interrogation has just begun, and it is hard to guard against.

Chu Yunyao didn't plan to make up lies, lest there would be too many loopholes, and Feng Muyun would accidentally grab the braid.

She hesitated for a moment: "..."

"It's been too long, have you forgotten?" Feng Muyun asked.

"No." Chu Yunyao said calmly, "I just said it out, for fear of insulting my friend's reputation."

"Oh?" Feng Muyun didn't expect Yun Che to answer like that.

"Actually, I didn't discover the batch of food and grass that the He family hid on the top of the mountain." Chu Yunyao decided to tell the truth and remove herself completely.

"Who discovered that?" Feng Muyun narrowed his eyes.

"The young lady of the Mo family." Chu Yunyao smiled meaningfully: "Young lady Mo is very thoughtful, and I am afraid that because of the food and grass, the He family will transfer their hatred to Young master Mo and secretly manipulate the Mo family army in the south. .

My son is alone, and his reputation is not good. Seeing Mrs. Mo's embarrassment, he came up with this clever plan, asking Mrs. Mo to donate these grains and grass in my name, so as to gain a good reputation for me.

In this way, it happened to kill two birds with one stone. "

Chu Yunyao sighed: "Hey, my son's reputation is not as bad as before, but he has also been hunted down by the He family for many years, and even if he has something to ask to see the Feng family, he can only sneak here in the middle of the night. So as not to disturb the eyes and ears of the He family."

Feng Muyun frowned, "You mean, Mrs. Mo discovered that batch of grain and grass, and she donated it?"

"yes."

"Is she afraid of getting into trouble?"

"yes."

"Hmph!" Feng Muyun was furious, and slapped heavily on the pear-blossom table, her beard curled up in anger, "That woman is not afraid of anything, but afraid of getting into trouble?"

Chu Yunyao: "..."

What kind of temper did your old man lose? Didn't Feng Yichen specifically tell you to refrain from anger and impetuosity before leaving?

Chu Yunyao said tentatively: "You seem to have a lot of... towards Mrs. Mo?"

Resentment?

hostility?

For a while, Chu Yunyao couldn't think of suitable words to describe Feng Muyun's attitude towards her.

Feng Muyun let out a cold snort from his nose: "The governor's mansion has already been disturbed by her, and the chickens and dogs are in a state of restlessness."

Chu Yunyao: "You don't seem to have any chickens or dogs in your mansion?"

Feng Muyun glared at Yun Che fiercely: "What is the relationship between you and her?"

"Um." Chu Yunyao smiled, "You might not believe me when I say it, but Mrs. Mo and I are bosom friends."

"A confidante?" Feng Muyun asked coldly.