Mo Lingwei's long dark hair was combed into two braids and hung on her chest. At first glance, she looked like a fresh and pleasant female student.

But it's too long and looks good, with a cold and aloof demeanor, a little repulsive.

There is an extra sense of alienation and sense of proportion.

The more Chu Yunyao looked at it, the more she felt that Mo Lingwei looked like a light-colored ink painting. From the slanting wind and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, holding an oil-paper umbrella and stepping on the bluestone path, step by step, she walked out of the ancient alley.

No wonder Feng Shaojin was so obsessed, her casual appearance almost fascinated even Chu Yunyao.

Chu Yunyao was full of longing: "It is said that my niece will be more like my aunt when she grows up. I hope that Siyu will be five points like you when she grows up. I will be satisfied."

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei couldn't help laughing because of Chu Yunyao's thoughtless words, "Wouldn't it be better to be like my sister-in-law? If I had half the skills of my sister-in-law, I wouldn't be in such a situation. Give it to my sister-in-law." I caused so much trouble with my brother."

Mo Lingwei smiled faintly, as if the euphyllum, which was rumored to bloom only once in three thousand years, was in full bloom in the dead of night.

Chu Yunyao was extremely thankful that she was a woman who could bear Mo Lingwei's beautiful smile.

She changed the subject: "Is everything packed? What else do you want to bring?"

"It's gone." Mo Lingwei said: "These days, I picked out a few cheongsams with darker colors, cut them, and changed them to fit clothes, so that I can change and wash them on the road. The precious things he added to me I haven’t used it much, so I’ll return it to him.”

Chu Yunyao's eyes fell on her thin white wrists.

Mo Lingwei stroked the jade bracelet on her wrist: "This bracelet, I can't take it off."

Chu Yunyao: "..."

Chu Yunyao comforted: "If you can't take it off, you won't take it. It's okay. Feng Shaojin is so rich, a bracelet is nothing to him at all. If you really want to draw a line with him, you can make it We don’t owe each other, at worst, we will pay him a sum of money, and treat it as if I bought it and gave it to you.”

"That's not necessary." Mo Lingwei shook her head, "When are you leaving?"

"Leaving at night, we will leave in a carriage." Seeing her pale face, Chu Yunyao helped her to sit on the edge of the bed: "It's still early, you sleep for a while, and you will be refreshed at night after resting."

Chu Yunyao tucked up the quilt for Mo Lingwei, seeing her thin and weak appearance, felt a little uncomfortable.

She was not in good health, and after Xiu'er was taken away by Jin Lan, she blamed herself, how she dragged her weak body all the way from Jincheng to the south, and came to Xiu'er's side.

For the past two years, how did he survive by tossing around alone in other courtyards dealing with Feng Shaojin's unreasonable troubles because of Xiu'er?



The lights are on.

Taking advantage of the darkness, Mu Qing led a group of people and left through the front door.

At the same time, Chu Yunyao carried Xiu'er in her arms, and left to the back door of the other courtyard with the guards dressed as ordinary villagers and village women and the girls from Lingyun Sect.

Mo Jinlan followed Mo Lingwei, and asked Chu Yunyao uneasily: "Don't you want to go back to Jincheng by water? Why are you separated from Mu Qing and the others? Where are you taking us?"

Chu Yunyao handed Xiu'er to Bao'er, helped Mo Lingwei into the carriage, "Of course I'm taking you back to Jincheng, don't ask so many questions, go!"

Chu Yunyao couldn't help but put Mo Jinlan into the carriage, ordered Duan Changyu to drive the carriage, got on the horse by herself, and took advantage of the moonlight to rush along with the people behind her...