The weather is fine, Mo Lingwei is neatly dressed, with long hair loose, sitting in a wheelchair, basking in the sun on the balcony.

"Feng Yichen." Mo Lingwei looked at the scenery outside with empty eyes, "If you don't want your brother to die in my hands, help me leave Yuncheng as soon as possible."

Feng Yichen: "..."

Feng Yichen raised his eyes to look at her: "The whole courtyard is full of my brother's people, I'm afraid there is nothing I can do to help."

After sending Mo Lingwei away, Feng Shaojin might skin him.

"Mu Qing and the Mohist army, are they alright?" Mo Lingwei asked.

"It's okay." Feng Yichen paused, and added: "My brother is not an unreasonable person, Gong Su was also locked up with them, and his injuries are almost healed, don't be too harsh Fearing for his safety."

Feng Yichen originally wanted to say that the more you worry about Gong Su, the more my brother will not let Gong Su go.

After thinking about it, he didn't dare to say it out. If Mo Lingwei took his anger out on him and pulled him out to cover his back, the consequences would be disastrous.

Feng Yichen: It's too difficult for me!

He was the fish that caught fire after the city gate caught fire.

Mo Lingwei thought for a moment, then suddenly asked: "How is Second Young Master He recently? His leg has healed. How is life in the He family?"

The man hurried over, and just as he went upstairs, he heard Mo Lingwei's words of concern for He Wenhao.

He stood expressionlessly at the door, looking at the slender figure sitting in the wheelchair.

Hearing the movement, Feng Yichen turned his head, saw Feng Shaojin coming, stood up and walked out: "I'll go get the medicine."

Feng Shaojin stood still in front of Mo Lingwei, took out the tightly packaged candied haws that he bought specially, and handed it to her: "The medicine is a bit bitter. After drinking the medicine, eat a candied haws."

Mo Lingwei turned her face away, not bothering to look at him.

Seeing that she refused to accept it, Feng Shaojin put the candied haws on the stool beside her, squatted down in front of her, held her wrist with his long fingers, and stroked the jade bracelet on her wrist with his fingertips: "What do I want to do? Will you care about me?"

Mo Lingwei smiled coldly, pulled out her wrist, took off the jade bracelet, and slammed it heavily on the ground.

This bracelet was bought back by Feng Shaojin at the Feng family's charity dinner last time, after spending a lot of money on her behalf, it was thrown on the ground at this time, and it was torn apart and left in pieces.

"Give me your life, and I'll forgive you." Mo Lingwei's voice was hoarse and ruthless.

"You hate me that much?" Feng Shaojin asked without even looking at the fragments on the ground, "To what extent do you hate me?"

"I can't wait to eat your flesh and drink your blood!"

"Alright." Feng Shaojin nodded: "It is said that deep love and deep hatred are better than not having the slightest sense of existence in your heart."

Feng Shaojin took off the gun from his waist and handed it to her, "Do it."

Mo Lingwei took it, and skillfully aimed the gun at Feng Shaojin's head...

Feng Yichen, who had just taken the medicine upstairs, happened to see this scene, so frightened he flew over and pushed Feng Shaojin to the ground.

With a "bang", earth-shattering gunshots rang out.

The bullet flew past Feng Shaojin's handsome cheek, drawing a long bloodstain.

Feng Yichen turned his head in shock, and saw a small black hole appeared on the smooth and flat wall, which was the mark left by the bullet.

Feng Yichen: "..."

Feng Yichen was so frightened that he snatched the gun from Mo Lingwei's hand, disassembled it in twos and poured out all the bullets inside.

He yelled at Feng Shaojin angrily: "Are you crazy? Do you know what you are doing?"

As long as he arrives a little later, Feng Shaojin's life will be in Mo Lingwei's hands...