Mo Jinlan grabbed the inkstone on the table and threw it viciously on the ground. Regardless of the mess on the ground, he turned around and ran out of the other courtyard...
Mo Lingwei wanted to stop her, but seeing her resentful expression, she simply let her go.
Mo Lingwei stood alone in the same place, recalling the words Mo Jinlan scolded herself in her mind, and also felt that she was selfish and cold, extremely cold.
She didn't have the ability to go deep into the situation of the Orientals, so she went to the battlefield to find Feng Shaojin, so she could only protect herself and Xiu'er, and guard this courtyard at all costs, waiting for his safe return.
Mu Qing had already left, leaving a part of the Mohist army guarding in the other courtyard.
The rest of the guards here are all Feng Shaojin's personal guards.
The woman's intuition has always been very accurate, she faintly smelled something wrong from the newspaper report, but for a while, she couldn't figure out what was wrong?
She lived here, lived a life isolated from the outside world, and knew nothing about the outside world. Now that something happened, she was like a blind person, her eyes were blocked by fog, and she didn't know whether it was a gully or a scourge lying ahead.
Xiu'er didn't know when she had slipped from the chair, hugged her leg, and looked at her with her small face up.
Although the child didn't cry, laugh or speak, Mo Lingwei could feel his care and worry for her by looking at his misty eyes.
Mo Lingwei squatted down, hugged Xiu'er, and rubbed his head as usual.
Her Xiu'er is obviously still as smart and sensible as before, and he will soon write the characters taught him to write, and he has even learned to kick the shuttlecock.
This child is just a little withdrawn at ordinary times, where is he stupid?
"I've been practicing for a long time today. Auntie will take you to the pharmacy to identify some herbs. When you come across those herbs in the future, don't touch them, you know?"
When they arrived at the pharmacy, Mo Lingwei put Xiu'er among the medicinal materials, taught him to identify a few highly toxic medicinal materials in glass bottles, and asked him to identify those Chinese medicinal materials that were beneficial to the body.
Mo Lingwei took out the medicinal materials contained in the glass bottle, ground them into powder, dripped them into the poison juice sealed in the medicine jar, and stirred them into a paste.
Then take out a whole box of densely packed ox hair needles from the box, apply the paste-like poison on the ox hair needles, wait for the dark green poison on the needle tip to dry up, put them one by one in the wooden box...
It was getting late, Mo Lingwei had dinner with Xiu'er, and after coaxing him to sleep, she quietly left the bedroom door, came to the prescription again, and continued to prepare poison.
She does not have Mo Jinlan's skill, and her marksmanship is not as good as her sister-in-law's. The only way to defend herself and protect Xiu'er is to follow the method and steps that she has seen in Chu Yunyao's handwritten medical book. …
Without Feng Shaojin's intimidating Yuncheng, for her, no place is safe anymore.
All night long, the morning sun broke through the window.
Mo Lingwei put the last ox hair needle into the wooden box, found out the hairpin she brought over, stuck it in the coiled hair, and then straightened up and went back to the bedroom...
Time is like flowing water, day and night.
Mo Lingwei sent the guards of the Mo family to buy newspapers and asked them to inquire about the current situation in Yuncheng, but the news they brought back was more depressing than the last.
It's been three days.
For three full days, there is still no news from Feng Shaojin, the thieves in Yuncheng are rampant, the bandits are flying, the people are in dire straits, it is like a purgatory...
Mo Jinlan finally came back in a daze, like a wandering soul, stepped into the main building with a dazed expression, and entered the hall...