Chapter 2092

Gong Su said in relief: "Don't cry. When I return to Jincheng, I will ask my father and Governor Mo to persuade Young Marshal Mo to ask Mrs. Mo to heal your legs."

Cheng Xinqi's tears stopped immediately: "Thank you, Second Master Gong, my legs became like this because of Ling Yuan, if my legs don't get better, what's the point of my life, I'd rather die."

"Miss Cheng really has a deep affection for the young marshal." Gong Su sighed, "I hope the young marshal will understand your heart one day."

"The second son of the palace doesn't care about Miss Mo." Cheng Xinqi said quietly: "It's rare in the world that someone as noble as the second son of the palace can be so infatuated.

If I were Miss Mo, I would have secretly promised the second son of the palace a long time ago. "

Gong Su: "..."

Gong Su's expression changed slightly, he only felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and there was something ambiguous about it.

Gong Su stood up quickly, "It's very late, Miss Cheng should go to bed earlier, I'll go back to my room first."

With that said, she quickly left the bedroom, leaving Cheng Xinqi alone on the low couch, thinking.

The epidemic has been brought under control, and the food problem has also been resolved. After saying goodbye to the old year and welcoming the new year, we can only hope that spring will return to the earth and everything will recover.

The war stopped due to the epidemic, the people had food and clothing, and the entire Yuncheng became orderly again.

Mo Lingwei ran around with Chu Yunyao and Bao'er, distributing fast meals to the people in various places, and helping the elderly, weak, sick and disabled.

On this day, as usual, Mo Lingwei was distributing steamed buns and porridge to the people in line, when a few children who received the steamed buns gathered around the porridge bucket with broken bowls.

Mo Lingwei knelt down, touched the heads of several children, and asked softly, "Are you full?"

The kid nodded.

Mo Lingwei thought for a while, went to the carriage, took out an insulated box wrapped in cloth from above, opened the lid, and saw the three white flour steamed buns that Bao'er specially brought her before leaving.

She divided each steamed bun into three portions and distributed them to the nine children gathered in front of her: "Here, eat it for you, eat slowly, my sister only has these."

The children got the steamed buns, stuffed them into their mouths, and devoured them hungrily.

Feng Shaojin sat on the tall horse, watched this scene, shook the reins, and came in front of Mo Lingwei.

When the children saw Feng Shaojin in military uniform riding on horseback, they ran away in fright.

Feng Shaojin got off the horse and walked up to her, "The steamed buns have been distributed to others, what are you eating?"

Mo Lingwei instinctively wanted to avoid Feng Shaojin's approach, and grabbed the curtain of the carriage: "After eating, I should go back."

Feng Shaojin looked at her with cold eyes as she climbed onto the carriage almost using both hands and feet, and almost laughed angrily.

Ever since he offended her at the dinner party, she wanted to avoid him on any occasion, avoiding her approach like avoiding the plague.

No, she is a healer, not afraid of the plague.

In her eyes, he is a hundred times, a thousand times more terrifying than the plague.

Seeing that she couldn't climb up, Feng Shaojin raised his hand to grab her arm and gave her a hand.

Mo Lingwei finally got into the carriage smoothly.

The curtain flickered, Feng Shaojin stretched in a handkerchief with a piece of pastry wrapped in it, and handed it to her: "Take it."

Mo Lingwei: "..."

"I won't let you go unless you take it." Feng Shaojin held the car door frame.

The guards and servants who were busy all around looked over here one after another. Through the thick door panels of the carriage, Mo Lingwei could feel those interested gazes.

Mo Lingwei had no choice but to take over the handkerchief that wrapped the pastry.

"Eat it." Feng Shaojin said.

Mo Lingwei: "..."

"I won't let you go until I finish eating."

Mo Lingwei: "..."