Chapter 2096

The disabled team walked past Feng Shaojin and left with Mo Lingyuan.

Feng Shaojin stopped in front of Mu Qing's horse, looked at Mo Lingwei who was sitting on the horseback, and wanted to shake her hand: "Ling Wei, how are you hurt, does it matter?"

Mo Lingwei looked at him coldly, "I hope today's matter has nothing to do with the Feng family."

Feng Shaojin: "..."

"You doubt me?" Feng Shaojin clenched his fists.

"The epidemic has been brought under control. The Mohist army is always an eyesore if they stay here. The second son of the palace came here at the request of my father. If something goes wrong, my whole Mohist family will be involved." Mo Lingwei trembled. Twist the reins, "In the future, I still hope that Feng Shao will stay as far away from me as possible, so as not to bring me trouble."

Feng Shaojin: "..."

The horse that Mo Lingwei was sitting on brushed past Feng Shaojin's body and walked away slowly.

Feng Shaojin stood on the spot, turned his head slowly after a while, looked at the slender and weak figure, and clenched his fists.

Seeing Feng Shaojin's intimidating aura, Gu Wei persuaded him: "Young Marshal, Young Madam probably said this out of a whim, so don't take it to heart."

"Check, let me find out who did it." Feng Shaojin's blood was surging, and he felt a fishy sweetness in his throat: "These black hands behind the scenes dared to lead this assassination to me. Impatient to live."

"yes."

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Four days later.

Mo Lingwei followed Mo Lingyuan and Chu Yunyao and boarded the train back to Jincheng smoothly.

She was leaning on crutches and supported by Bao'er. The moment the train started, the fear and fear in her heart dissipated. If Cheng Xinqi hadn't followed them in the same carriage, Mo Lingwei might have been happier.

Dawn is the darkest hour before dawn.

Most of the people on the train were asleep, only the sound of "clang, bang" when the train was moving.

Mo Lingwei was very thirsty, put on her clothes and got up, and wanted to wake up Bao'er, but seeing Bao'er was sleeping soundly, thinking that Bao'er had been helping to take care of the injured for the past few days, and hadn't had much rest. I can't bear to disturb her.

Leaning on crutches, he opened the door softly and walked towards the restaurant.

She poured half a glass of warm water, held it in her hand and took a few sips.

"Are you still thirsty?" A low, hoarse voice rang in her ear.

"I'm not thirsty anymore." After Mo Lingwei answered instinctively, her back froze immediately.

She turned her head, and saw the man's tall figure standing in front of her. The lights in the restaurant stretched his figure very long, and the shadow shrouded her body.

Mo Lingwei let go of her hand, and the teacup in her palm fell straight to the ground.

The expected sound didn't come, Feng Shaojin quickly held the teacup with quick eyes and hands.

He turned around and put the cup of the teacup on the table.

Mo Lingwei took a step back in fright, and asked tremblingly, "You, why are you here?"

"Of course I was thinking of you, so I came to pick you up." Seeing that she was full of fear, Feng Shaojin took a step forward with his long legs, getting closer to her.

Mo Lingwei was about to shout at the top of her voice, when Feng Shaojin's fingers pressed against her lips: "Ling Wei, don't be impulsive, if you do this, many people will be killed, do you believe it?"

"What exactly do you want to do?" Mo Lingwei grabbed the crutches that had been put aside again in her hands.

"Of course I want you to come back to Wenjing Garden with me willingly."

"Don't even think about it!"

"You will agree." Feng Shaojin turned sideways and winked at the guard behind him.

The guard came over with a stretcher and placed it in front of Mo Lingwei.

"Do you want to see who he is?" Feng Shaojin looked down at Mo Lingwei: "Do you want him to die quietly like this, or do you want him to live well?"