"Young madam!" Gu Wei didn't expect Mo Lingwei to be so decisive, and felt a little sad: "The young master can't help himself, he..."

"Mr. Gu, someone is here, you can go." Mo Lingwei walked quickly to the side of the road.

From a distance, I saw a carriage parked by the side of the road, the curtain was lifted, and a familiar figure jumped out of the carriage.

When Mo Lingwei saw the person coming, her heart was suffocated, and she ran to Chu Yunyao like the wind, and stammered an explanation: "Sister-in-law, I..."

Chu Yunyao looked her up and down, saw that her hair was in a neat bun and her clothes were in good condition, she raised her eyes to look behind her, and said softly, "It's fine, when I heard gunshots, you had already left when I rushed over. "

"Brother...if he finds out..." Mo Lingwei's eyes flustered: "Sister-in-law, please hide it for me, and pretend that I haven't seen them today."

"Okay." Mo Lingwei helped her into the carriage: "But today's incident is a bit big, your brother will know about their existence sooner or later."

"I've already told Young Master Gu to let them leave here early."

"Mr. Gu?" The carriage started, Chu Yunyao lifted the curtain and looked out, the tall man stood in the same place, looking at the direction the carriage was leaving from a distance.

Chu Yunyao wondered: What kind of person is Miss Mo offending, who is not afraid of death and dares to jump around under her husband's nose.

Mo Lingwei was very thoughtful, and she was not a talkative person at all, occasionally only Bao'er and Chu Yunyao were talking in the carriage.

After arriving at the Marshal's Mansion, Mo Lingwei went straight back to the bamboo garden.

After washing and grooming, she lay on the bed and flipped through the medical book. Before reading two pages, the housekeeper knocked on the door and came in.

Mo Lingwei put on her clothes and opened the door, and saw several big boxes at the door, and the housekeeper ordered the servants to carry these boxes in.

Mo Lingwei was puzzled: "What is this for? What's in it?"

"Didn't you buy this back?" The butler was also very puzzled, and took out the slip from his pocket and handed it to Mo Lingwei: "Miss, this old servant checked the slip above, and it's all yours."

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei glanced at the items on the list, and instantly understood what was going on, and immediately became irritable: "Carry it to my room, don't put it in the warehouse."

Such a reckless thing, it seems that Feng Shaojin ordered someone to do it.

After the housekeeper left, she opened all the boxes and saw the full of silk and satin clothes and jewelry, she felt a headache.

She sat quietly at the table, her mind was in a mess.

Gu Wei came to Jincheng, but Feng Shaojin didn't show up, presumably he couldn't get away from the busy affairs in the south.

Even if Feng Shaojin wanted to come, the Feng family would try their best to stop it.

After thinking about this, her heart calmed down a little bit.

As long as Feng Shaojin doesn't show up, his brother won't easily attack Gu Wei, and it is possible for Gu Wei to leave the north safely and smoothly.

In the dead of night, the candles flickered.

Mo Lingwei stared at the gem-studded dagger in her hand, in a daze.

The bamboo forest is bleak, and in the early winter night, the wind howls.

The room was burning with silver charcoal, and it was as warm as spring. She was wearing a white coat and a thick fox fur cape, and sighed heavily.

The windows opened and closed as quickly as lightning.

The cold wind came rushing in from outside, almost blowing out the burning flames.

At the same time, a figure quietly sneaked in through the window like a fish diving into the bottom of the water, and stood in front of Mo Lingwei in an instant, blocking the candlelight with his long and slender palm.

The faint flames flickered and regained their light...