Reason told Feng Yichen that what He Wenhao said was true, but emotionally, Feng Yichen didn't believe it. He didn't believe that Feng Shaojin would do such a reckless thing for Mo Lingwei.
He arrived at Wenjing Garden.
The scenery inside is the same as before, plum blossoms are in full bloom, just like spring.
Lanterns are hung on the branches and eaves, illuminating the night like day.
Feng Yichen got off his horse and walked straight to the iron gate, but was stopped by the guards guarding the gate: "Master Yichen, our young master has said that no one will be allowed in."
Feng Yichen shook the medicine bottle in his hand: "I'll deliver the medicine to my brother."
The guards still didn't allow it.
Feng Yichen was angry: "What do you mean? If I forcefully barge in, would you still dare to shoot?"
The guard is neither humble nor overbearing: "Master Yichen, please don't embarrass your lowly position."
Feng Yichen: "..."
Feng Yichen took a deep breath: "Since I'm not allowed in, then tell my brother to come out."
"Master Shaojin is not here tonight."
"Is there no one in the other courtyard?"
"Well, no one." The guard replied truthfully.
Feng Yichen narrowed his eyes, "Since no one is there, why didn't you let me in?"
"This is the rule set by the young commander. You can ask the young commander."
The guards trained by Feng Shaojin himself, it's fine if they don't know how to adapt, it's almost useless, even he is ignored.
Feng Yichen took a dozen steps back.
Just when the guards thought he was about to leave and let go of their defenses, he suddenly rushed over, put his feet on the fence, jumped up with his strength, turned his body, and went from outside the courtyard wall to the inside of the courtyard wall, and walked towards the other side. rushed to the yard.
People had already broken in, and the guards didn't dare to shoot, they chased after Feng Yichen...
Feng Yichen had been here before, and the layout of Wenjing Garden was very similar to that of foreign gardens. Feng Yichen found the master bedroom and study room with ease.
The layout inside is neat and clean, but there is no breath of life.
This courtyard was really just an empty shell, Feng Shaojin avoided the Feng family and the He family, and hid Mo Lingwei in a more secluded place.
Feng Yichen came out of the other courtyard in a daze, ignored what the guards said, and left the other courtyard with a sullen face...
When Feng Shaojin received the news, he was not surprised. It seemed that he knew that the fact that he left Mo Lingwei would reach Feng Yichen's ears sooner or later.
He opened the medicine bottle, applied a little ointment to his temples, closed his eyes, and massaged slowly with his fingertips to relieve the pain in his body.
Seeing Feng Shaojin's appearance, Gu Wei couldn't bear it, and suggested: "Young Marshal, why don't you smoke a cigarette slowly, at least it can relieve the pain."
He opened the drawer, took out the last cigarette from the cigarette case and handed it to Feng Shaojin.
Feng Shaojin frowned tightly, struggling violently in her mind.
In the end, unable to withstand the pain after all, Feng Shaojin took the cigarette with shaking hands...
The piercing pain finally eased, Feng Shaojin's hair was wet with cold sweat, he propped his elbows on the tabletop, his five fingers resting on his head, and slowly stood up from the seat: "OK Stare at the people of the Mo family, don't hurt them, but don't let them get close here."
"Yes." Gu Wei opened the window.
The cold wind blows in, and the smell of cigarettes in the study gradually dissipates.
Feng Shaojin stood up and walked outside.
"Master, it's so late, don't you stay here to rest?"
"No, I want to go home and see her."
Gu Wei: "..."
Looking at the man's lonely back, Gu Wei felt a little sad for no reason.
Perhaps from the moment Young Master Shaoqing passed away and the Young Master took over the Feng family, the Governor's Mansion was no longer his home to him, but a cold and gorgeous house.