Later, when Mo Lingwei got older, Mo Jinyu was in poor health and went abroad for medical treatment. Her elder brother moved out of the Governor's Mansion early, and would rather eat with the soldiers who lived and died by him than come back.
On festive days, Qin Zhirou would wash her face with tears, crying and complaining about Mo Jinyu's difficulty, her father was so annoying, and broke up unhappy.
Now that she has a sister-in-law, her brother finally has a decent home, and she also has a safe haven.
There is a place for birth and a place for death. The feeling of floating like duckweed has not appeared for a long time.
While the whole family was celebrating, they didn't expect Cheng Xinqi to barge in and make trouble.
Mo Lingwei watched Gong Su's words and deeds in advocating to take in Cheng Xinqi with cold eyes, and the goodwill he had accumulated in Jincheng dissipated little by little.
After the farce, Mo Lingwei turned and went back to the bedroom.
Gong Su drank some wine tonight, I don't know if it was to boost his courage, when she closed the door, Gong Su put his hands on the door.
"Ling Wei." Gong Su's eyes were reddish, that handsome face appeared and disappeared in the sound of fireworks exploding into the sky from time to time, making him even more handsome and extraordinary, "I have something to tell you."
"It's very late." Mo Lingwei held the door with both hands: "If you have anything to say, the second son of the palace can talk about it tomorrow. I'm not in good health, so I need to rest earlier."
"Ling Wei." Gong Su did not give in as usual, and simply used some strength to push open the door, squeeze into the bedroom, and lean against the door frame: "The elders of our two families have always hoped that we can be together. Words, I, I have never dared to say it before, I am afraid that if I don't say it, it will be too late."
Mo Lingwei looked at him quietly, without any anxiety or surprise on his face.
Gong Su looked at her calm to indifferent appearance, and the heat in his heart cooled down little by little. Thousands of words were stuck in his throat, but finally he could only say one sentence: "I like you."
"Thank you." Mo Lingwei lowered her eyes, "I see."
Gong Su: "..."
Gong Su didn't give up: "Feng Shaojin treats you..."
"This is my private matter." Mo Lingwei interrupted him: "Second Master Gong, you should go back to your room to rest early. Miss Cheng's leg injury is still unhealed, and she should need your care."
"Ling Wei." Gong Su hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed her hand: "I just feel sorry for her, not what you think."
"I know." Mo Lingwei pulled her hand out of Gong Su's palm forcefully: "Second Master Gong, haven't you heard a saying: Poor people must have something to hate.
She is pitiful, it's all because of her own fault, how innocent is my sister-in-law?
Why should she blame my sister-in-law for all her faults, let my sister-in-law bear the consequences, and make my Mo family's house restless? "
"As long as she is kept, Mrs. Mo can get a good name. Besides, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. The reason Miss Cheng ended up like this is because of Young Marshal Mo. If it weren't for... ..." The drunkenness in Gong Su's eyes faded, and his eyes became clearer: "Ling Wei, you are a medical practitioner and have always been so kind. Why are you so stubborn like your sister-in-law this time?"
The expression in Mo Lingwei's eyes became colder and colder. She originally wanted to argue with him, but after hearing what he said, she lost the interest in arguing.
Mo Lingwei yanked open the bedroom door and pointed outside: "Second Master Gong, don't talk too much, don't agree with each other, it's late, you can go.
I also know that as a medical practitioner, I have always upheld a good nature, but I am not a good person without bottom line.
After allowing these ill-intentioned young ladies to hurt my family, they still treat them with courtesy. "