Feng Shaojin turned a deaf ear to it, he exhaled a few long puffs of smoke rings, and the feeling of suffocation in his heart gradually dissipated, and he regained his senses.

Seeing that he was silent, Gu Wei stood up and pressed his hand when he finished smoking one and wanted to light another one: "Young Marshal, Young Madam can't smell the smoke."

Feng Shaojin: "..."

Feng Shaojin, who was about to get angry, heard this reason, gritted his teeth, and put the cigarette back into the cigarette case.

"How's the situation?" Feng Shaojin propped his elbows on the table, pinching the space between his eyebrows with his fingertips: "Did Mo Lingyuan keep someone in Yuncheng?"

"yes."

"I should have expected this to happen." Feng Shaojin asked again: "Have you found out the mastermind who assassinated Ling Wei and Mrs. Mo last time?"

"It's been found out." Gu Wei lowered his eyes: "It's from the Gu family."

Aren't the members of the Gu family the same as Mrs. Feng's natal family?

Gu Wei added: "After Gu Shichen's death, Gu Shichen's parents went to Mrs. Gu's house and made a big fuss at the instigation of outsiders, which made Mrs. Gu's condition worse.

Young Marshal, if you hadn't asked me to secretly investigate the mastermind behind the scenes, I wouldn't have known about Mrs. Gu's critical illness. "

Feng Shaojin: "..."

"Critical illness?" Feng Shaojin propped his hands on the table and stood up abruptly: "Are you sure it's a critical illness? Where's Yichen? Isn't he by Madam's side?

Was it the father who made people hide it from me? "

"It's Madam." Gu Wei said: "Madam said that you are too busy to distract you, and she took Miss He Jia to visit Madam yesterday."

Feng Shaojin: "..."

Gu Wei was also speechless when he inquired about the news.

Mrs. Feng didn't know which nerve was wrong, more and more success was more than failure.

"You go to the Governor's Mansion and ask Yichen to treat the old lady."

"Master Yichen went for a trip, and when he came back, he was banned by Mrs. Feng and locked in the mansion." Gu Wei was unclear: "I heard that Master Yichen had a big fight with Mrs. Almost dizzy."

Feng Shaojin: "..."

Feng Shaojin pondered for a while.

Feng Yichen has always been filial, and Mrs. Feng is more concerned than her biological mother. It is impossible to break up with Mrs. Feng for no reason.

Something must have happened that Mrs. Feng could hardly accept.



After finishing the housework, it was already noon when Feng Shaojin walked out of the study.

The servant knocked on the door and reminded him to go downstairs for dinner.

Feng Shaojin went back to the bedroom and saw that Mo Lingwei had already woken up. She was wearing an embroidered jacket on her upper body, and her jet-black hair was tied with a pink ribbon and hung behind her head.

There is no powder applied, but it has its own charm.

Niao Tingting sat sideways, staring out the window in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking.

Feng Shaojin took the cloak from the cabinet, put it on her body, and pushed the wheelchair out: "Take you to a place."

Mo Lingwei let him push and ignored him, but stretched out her arms to get the crutch leaning against the wall.

Feng Shaojin held her hand: "With me here, I don't need these things."

He picked up Mo Lingwei, stepped on the steps, strode downstairs, and ordered the guard at the door: "Put the young lady's wheelchair into the carriage."

After lunch, Feng Shaojin carried Mo Lingwei into the carriage.

The carriage is very spacious, besides the wheelchair, there is also a small heater inside, warming the sweet-scented osmanthus rice wine, the aroma of the wine wafts into the nostrils, Mo Lingwei frowned.

Feng Shaojin shook her cold fingers and poured her a glass of rice wine: "The weather is cold, drink some sweet-scented osmanthus rice wine to warm your body."

Seeing that Mo Lingwei didn't answer, Feng Shaojin fed the wine cup to her lips...