Chapter 2053

"It's so late, and the young lady hasn't come back yet. I don't know what to do, maybe I went to beg Young Marshal Mo." Gu Wei's voice was low and deep, full of worry: "Master, you are hurt so badly. If you continue to stay, you will die, why not..."

"It will be fine tomorrow." Feng Shaojin's voice was weak but his tone was brisk: "She has promised me that she will send me out of here tomorrow..."

"Master, if the warlord and his wife know that you have done this, they will definitely hate the young lady." Gu Wei was a little uneasy: "If the young lady finds out, she will not forgive you."

"She won't know." Feng Shaojin's tone revealed the confidence that he was determined to win: "In this world, no one would bet on his own life.

I will not let Ling Wei stay in Jincheng, let alone marry Gong Yao.

Mo Lingyuan is a man with a big heart, even if he was angry, he gave me a shot, which is considered to be venting, and it is impossible to kill me by unnecessary actions.

Gu Wei, you must not be discovered by Ling Wei, otherwise, everything I have done will be in vain..."

Gu Wei was about to say something when he heard the slight snapping of branches.

"Who?" Gu Wei blew out the candle vigilantly, walked out of the wooden house with a sway, and raised his hand to strike at the black shadow at the door.

Chu Yunyao pushed Mo Lingwei away from her arms, and kicked the black shadow that jumped out of the wooden house.

Gu Weiben planned to leave after one blow and hide secretly, but he didn't expect that the opponent was also very skilled, so he was firmly restrained so that he could not get rid of the opponent.

After the fight, the opponent made fierce moves and hit the door of life directly. Gu Wei judged from the breath that the opponent turned out to be a woman.

Gu Wei: "..."

As his eyes adapted to the darkness, Gu Wei took the time to look at the door, and the burning charcoal fire in the room reflected a familiar face.

Gu Wei panicked, and took a slow shot, but was kicked away by the opponent.

Fortunately, the other party wasn't bothering him, so he walked quickly to the wooden house.

Candles were lit, illuminating everyone's faces.

The moment there was movement outside the house, Feng Shaojin knew that something was wrong. Until this moment, Mo Lingwei stood in front of him like a wandering spirit, his eyes were like splashed ink, and when he looked at him fixedly, he Only then completely panicked.

"Ling Wei." Feng Shaojin didn't know how much he had listened to the conversation with Gu Wei, and his fingers hidden in the quilt were tightly clenched together: "Listen to me..."

Mo Lingwei lifted the quilt and saw the wound on his chest that had already been smeared with ointment, and his pale lips curved slightly upward.

Her eyes were still red and swollen, and she rushed over against the sharp cold wind, her eyes were sore from the night wind, and covered with a thin layer of watery light.

She looked around the cabin. Before she left, the charcoal fire that was about to go out had been added. The flames in the charcoal basin were burning very vigorously, warming the whole cabin.

Her hands and legs, which were nearly unconscious due to the cold, slowly regained consciousness.

In the pillow beside the bed, two new bottles of ointment were rearranged.

On the hearth of the clay stove, there is a faint scent of medicine.

Mo Lingwei suddenly felt like a joke.

When she was crying and begging everywhere for him.

When she knelt down on her knees for him.

When she was going to disobey her brother's order for him and send him to the northern border in person.

When she returned to the mansion and found her sister-in-law for him, regardless of the rugged night road, the biting cold wind, and her own safety.

She is a joke!