Chapter 2013

The servant didn't know why, so he looked suspiciously at the dagger in Feng Shaojin's hand, and was about to reach out to take it, but was snatched away by a slender and powerful hand that came across.

Holding the dagger, Feng Yichen was extremely annoyed: "What do you mean? Are you crazy? You are still alive after being stabbed, are you unwilling to kill yourself, or are you impatient?

Do you want her to stab you again? "

Feng Shaojin spread his hands: "Give it back to me!"

Feng Yichen refused: "Not at all!"

Feng Shaojin didn't care about the injuries on his body, so he raised his hand to grab it.

Feng Yichen hid behind his back: "If you keep doing this, believe it or not, I will tell my father what happened here immediately? Although I don't approve of what you did, and I feel pity for Mo Lingwei, but I am yours after all. dear brother.

But for anything that hurts your life, I don't care who she is? It is impossible to allow a similar situation to happen again.

Brother, even if you don't think about yourself, you should always think about Ling Wei.

If something happens to you, do you think the Feng family will let her go? "

Feng Shaojin's breathing became heavier, his face was gloomy, as heavy as a pile of dark clouds, "I want to give her this dagger for self-defense."

"Self-defense?" Feng Yichen sneered: "Defense against whom? In the whole courtyard, who would dare to approach her except you?"

Feng Shaojin: "..."

Feng Shaojin was silent.

Feng Yichen: "..."

Feng Yichen reacted belatedly: "You don't...you don't want her to guard you, do you?"

"Besides me, who else could it be?" Feng Shaojin's Adam's apple rolled, his voice was deep and hoarse.

Feng Yichen: "..."

Feng Yichen felt that Feng Shaojin's brain was broken, and he was not far from going crazy, he looked at Feng Shaojin dumbfounded: "Did Ling Wei hurt your head when he stabbed you?

After talking for a long time, don't you still want to put your life in her hands? "

Feng Shaojin sat back in her original position and coughed a few times: "As long as I treat her as usual and treat her with passion and politeness, similar things will not happen."

Feng Shaojin stretched out his hand to Feng Yichen: "Give it back to me! She was already frightened by me, didn't you see the way she looked at me? It was like looking at a stranger, if she couldn't let her guard down , how should I approach her as usual?"

Feng Yichen: "..."

Feng Yichen touched his chin: "Can you guarantee that what happened last night will not happen again?"

"I shoulder the great trust of my elder brother before he died, so I won't let myself die so easily." Feng Shaojin answered crisply.

Feng Yichen thought for a moment, then put the dagger in Feng Shaojin's palm.

Feng Shaojin passed it to the servant: "Take it to the young lady, and let her carry it with her at all times."

"Yes." The servant He ever saw the scene of the master arguing endlessly, trembling with fright, quickly took the dagger and walked to the guest room.

Mo Lingwei was still huddled in the corner of the bed, and when she heard the movement, she flinched a little, looked up, saw that the person who came in was a nanny, and put her heart back to the original place.

Seeing that the bed was in a mess and a bowl of porridge had been spilled, Mammy hurriedly began to tidy it up.

She took a blanket from the cabinet and wrapped it around Mo Lingwei: "Young Madam, the Young Master asked me to change all the bedding. I will help you to sit on the chair first."

Mo Lingwei nodded, took Mammy's hand, got up from the bed, and sat on the chair.

The nanny handed the dagger to her: "Young Madam, the Young Master asked me to give it to you, and said that it was for you to carry it with you for self-defense."

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei took it, and pulled out the dagger. The blade was sharp, and the cold light shone. At a glance, you knew it was a priceless knife that cut iron like mud.

Mo Lingwei put away the dagger and asked, "How is he? Is he seriously injured?"