The boy didn't refuse any more, and held the medicine bottle and the silver wrapped in the handkerchief tightly in his hand: "Thank you, miss, I will let my young master remember your kindness, miss, if you dare to ask what your last name is?" What is the name?"

Mo Lingwei didn't want to answer at first, they met by chance, and it was just a matter of raising one's hand, but the young servant insisted on knowing Mo Lingwei's name, so Mo Lingwei had no choice but to tell him: "My surname is Mo and my name is Ling Wei. This pill should not be taken too much." , two tablets each time, once every half day, you should go back quickly."

Enduring his intuition that Feng Shaojin is not an easy character to mess with, he didn't even dare to look at Mo Lingwei more, bowed to the two of them, lowered his head, and ran out of the alley in a hurry.

He went back to He's mansion anxiously with his silver and pills in his pocket, only to suddenly realize that because of his nervousness and excitement, he had forgotten what the lifesaver looked like, and only had a blurry, unusually good-looking face in his mind.

Fortunately, he remembered the woman's name, and he would tell the young master when he recovered.



It wasn't until the people on the ground had completely breathed their last breath that their faces were so bloody that they couldn't see their original faces clearly, Feng Shaojin stopped, stood up straight, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and carefully wiped the blood on the back of his hands.

He picked up the oil-paper umbrella that fell on the ground, lifted it to the top of Mo Lingwei's head, looked at her jet-black hair and slender eyelashes hanging on the crystal clear tiny water droplets, looked her up and down, and was concerned asked, "Did you sprain your ankle?"

"No." Mo Lingwei shook her head, took his arm, and continued to walk forward, "Whoever arrives at the pier will do the work for whoever arrives? Or has this kind of hard work been taken over by local snakes here?

People who work on the pier will be chased and killed like this. Who will dare to do things in the future? "

Feng Shaojin couldn't help laughing: "My young lady is really concerned about the country and the people. It's a pity not to be the wife of the military governor in the future."

Mo Lingwei gave him an angry look: "I haven't encountered such a thing, so I can pretend that I don't know about it. Now that I have encountered it, I can't just turn a blind eye."

"En." Feng Shaojin took her hand and held it tightly in his palm: "The pier has always been under the jurisdiction of the He family, and they are the biggest local snakes. This matter is not as simple as it seems on the surface. Tell the father and elder brother about it."

He sighed, seemingly dissatisfied: "Shouldn't you just talk about the things between us when you come out to play with me? Why should you bother with those trivial things?"

It's all because of those gangsters, the good atmosphere was ruined by those guys.

Feng Shaojin was extremely upset.

Seeing that he seemed a little unhappy, Mo Lingwei smiled and said, "Then I'll go back to the inn later today, and you can accompany me to swim in the lake."

The unhappiness in Feng Shaojin's heart dissipated in an instant, and he immediately smiled: "Okay, let's go to the lake and charter a painting boat. Tomorrow's Dragon Boat Festival, I will take you to the Grand Canal to watch the dragon boat race."

Feng Shaojin bought some snacks and a jug of sweet wine to bring to the boat, raised the gauze curtain, and looked at the scenery on both sides of the river through the carved hollow window.

Because the dragon boat race is going to be held tomorrow, stands have been set up on both sides of the river bank. Men, women, old and young are all crowded around the stands, looking at the several dragon boats moored in the Grand Canal.

Mo Lingwei took a sip of the sweet wine, and felt that it was full of mellow and sweet taste, and it was very delicious.

Feng Shaojin peeled off the salted meat dumpling and put it on the plate in front of her: "Eat something to fill your stomach first, so as not to get too drunk and burn your heart."

Mo Lingwei had already drank two cups. Hearing this, she raised her watery eyes, blinked at him, and asked in surprise, "Is this sweet thing as intoxicating as wine?"