Mo Lingwei panicked suddenly, and faintly felt that something was wrong with his mood, but after looking carefully, she didn't notice anything.

Before she could think it through, the man had already strode over with long legs, and soon he was in front of her.

Mo Lingwei greeted him as usual: "Why did you come here? When did you come?"

After speaking, she turned around and wanted to hug Xiu'er.

The other pair of big hands have already stretched out and hugged Xiu'er from Mu Qing's arms. There was a smile on his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes: "Are you done talking?"

"Yeah." Mo Lingwei nodded: "I made an agreement with Mr. Mu, I want to take ten Mohist soldiers to the other courtyard, if someone comes to rush to repair it, I won't panic."

"You don't believe me?" Feng Shaojin raised a hand, and with long fingers brushed her hair scattered around her cheeks behind her ears.

"It's not that I don't believe you." Mo Lingwei lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes flickering lightly, concealing the emotion in her eyes: "As the saying goes, a wise man is bound to make a mistake if he worries about everything, not afraid of ten thousand but only in case.

I just want an extra layer of protection, nothing else. "

Feng Shaojin nodded clearly, as if he was very satisfied with the reason: "It makes sense, since that's the case, ten are a bit less, why don't we need thirty guards."

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei raised her eyes and looked at him in surprise, her sakura-colored lips were half parted, a little surprised.

I didn't expect Feng Shaojin to agree so readily, nor did I expect him to take the initiative to increase the manpower.

Mo Lingwei was afraid that he would think too much, and said again: "Mr. Mu will bring the rest of the Mohist army back to Jincheng soon. My brother is just in the middle of employing people. Mr. Mu is my brother's right-hand man. It is useless to stay here for a long time. The land of martial arts."

For Feng Shaojin, Mu Qing staying here will be a hidden danger sooner or later, Feng Shaojin will never forget how Mo Lingwei escaped from his grasp last time.

She did this to dispel Feng Shaojin's inner guard.

Feng Shaojin understood it and cooperated very much: "Mr. Mu is here to protect you anyway, so it's okay to stay here. If I leave, I will order someone to escort me to leave the south."

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei became more and more uneasy, Feng Shaojin was a little too gentle and obedient today.

It's just weird.

Mo Lingwei turned her head to look at Mu Qing: "Mr. Mu has heard what Shaojin said just now. Shaojin has always promised money. If you choose a date to leave Yuncheng, come and say goodbye."

Mu Qing cupped his hands at Mo Lingwei: "Yes, miss, let's take our leave first."

"Well, let's go." Mo Lingwei looked calm, watching Mu Qing lead the people away.

She reached out to hug Xiu'er, "Let's go too."

Feng Shaojin turned sideways, handed Xiu'er in his arms to Gu Wei, "Take the young master back to the other courtyard."

Gu Wei: "Yes."

Mo Lingwei: "..."

"Xiu'er." Mo Lingwei watched as Gu Wei stopped the carriage, and wanted to catch up: "Isn't it good to let Xiu'er go back with us? Why did Mr. Gu take him away alone?"

Feng Shaojin held her wrist tightly, "Don't worry, Xiu'er is much safer in Gu Wei's hands than in yours."

After all, Gu Wei was a big celebrity around Feng Shaojin, and Gu Wei took care of many things. He didn't even give the governor any face, and he only obeyed Feng Shaojin's orders.

Feng Shaojin pulled Mo Lingwei to the front of the car, opened the door, and pushed her in: "I have agreed to all your requests, now let's talk about the things between us."

Feng Shaojin slammed the car door hard, sat on the driver's seat, and stepped on the accelerator.

The car flew out like an arrow off the string...