Feng Shaojin was caught off guard by this cognitive blow, his throat was dry, "Do you like gentle and warm people?"

"Yes." Mo Lingwei did not deny it.

"I'm not such a person." Feng Shaojin's voice was low and hoarse: "I never was."

Mo Lingwei was silent.

Now that the false mask has been torn off, let's simply stop covering it up.

Feng Shaojin was silent for a long time, then suddenly sneered: "In that case, I'll tell you the truth, I won't let you leave Yuncheng, you should give up your mind as soon as possible."

"Feng Shaojin, don't force me, it's impossible for me to embarrass the Mo family and serve the eldest lady of the He family together."

"I won't force you, you just need to stay by my side obediently." He squatted down in front of her, his face softened a bit, his tone became gentle, as if pleading: "Ling Wei, wait for me A few years, give me more time, I will take care of everything in the Feng family, you trust me, okay?"

believe him?

How could she trust him?

Does she still dare to trust him?

Mo Lingwei pursed her lips and turned her small face aside.

Gu Wei knocked on the door of the pharmacy, "Master."

Feng Shaojin stood up, gathered her cloak, and stroked her black hair with the palm of her hand: "Go to the bedroom and have a good rest. I have something else to do, so I won't stay with you tonight."

Mo Lingwei twisted her handbag and walked towards the stairs.

Feng Shaojin's voice sounded coolly: "Ling Wei, eat well, take care of yourself, don't worry me."

Mo Lingwei paused, leaning on the handrail, and stepped up the steps.

"It takes a hundred days to hurt the muscles and bones, and it will take seven days for Duan Changyu to leave the south. If I know that you hurt yourself because of him, you can't eat, sleep, and hurt yourself. Tell me, will I let him die forever in this life?" Can't get better?"

Mo Lingwei took a deep breath, her voice trembling: "Shaojin, you promised that I would let them go."

"This young master has indeed agreed to you." Feng Shaojin said coldly: "But your brother's people sneaked into Yuncheng secretly, if this young master hadn't been for your sake, I would have dealt with them as fine things. It is not possible to keep them until now.

They dare to provoke you so that you can't eat or sleep well, so why should I keep them? "

Mo Lingwei's back was slender, and the veins on the back of her hands that were hanging on the railing burst out: "You don't have to worry about me."

Feng Shaojin raised his head, watched Mo Lingwei's back disappear at the door of the bedroom, then put on his coat, and strode out with Gu Wei: "What's the matter?"

"The Orientals are making small moves again." Gu Wei chased after Feng Shaojin: "Sudden news came from the north that the Mohist army was also starting to lack food. A bumper harvest, obviously there should be grain in reserve.

Even the Si family army is not short of food and grass, how could the Mohist army be short of food and grass? I don't know who released the news.

I'm just afraid that the army's morale will not be disturbed! "

Feng Shaojin's brows furrowed tightly, and then relaxed after a while: "Since there is a shortage of food and grass, there must be someone hoarding food and grass, but I don't know who is the person who secretly hoarded food and grass?"

"Young Master, what do you mean?" Gu Wei's mind suddenly brightened after Feng Shaojin's touch.

"It's too far to transport grain and grass from the Western countries. It's better to go east and west. We obviously want to buy grain from Westerners. Why don't we send people to the north to find out who owns that batch of grain and grass?" Feng Shaojin's thin lips lightly. Hook: "The He family couldn't control me with money, so they wanted to force me to submit in terms of food and grass, and they couldn't buy things even if they wanted me to be rich.

After Ben Shao passes this hurdle, he will settle the account with He Changqing. "

Gu Wei was worried: "Master, that Duan Changyu... just let it go?"