Wang Momo looked at Mo Lingwei's complexion, not knowing why, and asked tentatively, "Miss Mo, what's wrong with you? Is there anything written in this newspaper?"

It turned out that Mother Wang handed this newspaper to her because she was illiterate.

If Wang Momo could read, I don't know if this newspaper would appear.

Mo Lingwei raised her head stiffly, looked at Nanny Wang with deep eyes, and said softly: "It's nothing, I just think this newspaper is so special that I can get the photo of the number one lady in Yuncheng."

She put down the bowl, casually flipped through the other parts of the newspaper, and asked, "Nurse, you came from the Feng family, do you know if Master Yichen from the Feng family has a marriage contract with another woman?"

Nanny Wang shook her head like a rattle drum: "Young and old are orderly. Our Master Yichen has a free and easy temper, and we have never heard of a woman he likes. What's more, the warlord is ill and needs to be treated by Master Yichen. Have the energy to talk about marriage."

Mo Lingwei only felt that there was something stuck in her throat, and her stomach was churning. She wanted to vomit but couldn't, wanted to swallow but couldn't.

Her heart seemed to be pulled by something, she tore up the newspaper she had read, and threw it into the wastebasket: "I thought so too."

She propped her hands on the table, stood up, and walked out numbly.

Wang Momo asked puzzledly, "Miss Mo, what did I say that shouldn't be said?"

"No." Mo Lingwei's voice was weak, "I never asked you. When Shaojin was around, you called me Mrs. Young, and you cared about food, clothing, housing, and transportation. Once Shaojin left, you called me Mo." Missy.

Presumably, Mrs. Feng doesn't want to see me at all, right? "

Wang Momo yelled: "Miss, you can't talk nonsense, this old slave has always done his best for you, if this word reaches the young master's ears, this old slave's life will be lost."

Mo Lingwei turned around, glanced at the gruel and pickles on the table, and smiled coldly: "I don't believe that your Feng family's hospitality is so poor."

Nanny Wang: "..."

These words were spoken harshly, not only scolded Wang Momo, but also slapped Mrs. Feng in the face.

Mother Wang was so angry that she was half dead, but thinking of Feng Shaojin's warning, she didn't dare to say a word, she could only hold it in her heart, and cursed Mo Lingwei hundreds of times.

Back in the bedroom, Mo Lingwei carefully flipped through the newspaper that the guard gave her, studied the ink, spread out the letter paper, and wrote letters to her elder brother Mo Lingyuan and Madam Xu.

In the middle of writing, she seemed to have thought of something, she put down her pen, changed into her travel clothes, twisted her medicine box, went downstairs, and walked towards the gate of the courtyard.

The guard stopped her as usual: "Young Madam, where are you going?"

"The room is so stuffy, I want to go to the nearest pharmacy to buy some medicine." Mo Lingwei looked at the guard's embarrassed expression: "If you don't trust me, escort me there, or follow me.

Or did your young master tell you not to let me leave this other courtyard for half a step? "

Guard: "..."

The guard was frightened to death: "This, this, young lady, the young master never said so, but the lowly officials can't be the masters, if something goes wrong after going out, the lives of the lowly officials will be lost, please be considerate, young lady.

How about this, what kind of ointment does the young lady want, make an order and send someone to buy it for you. "

"No need." Mo Lingwei turned around and walked back.

She just wanted to test it out, but she didn't expect the result to be even more tragic than she imagined.

She stays here, without access to any information from outside, it is no different from being imprisoned...