Mo Jinlan lay down in the snow, unable to move, unable to use any strength, the faint cry was blown away by the howling cold wind, and the snowflakes fell on her head and body...

The temperature dropped sharply, except for the guards in the front yard, the servants probably had already rested, and no one would notice what happened in the secluded backyard.

Mo Jinlan opened his eyes, looked at the twilight sky, and thought: If she died like this, would Shaojin remember her forever?

If Shaojin could remember herself for the rest of her life, she would have died a worthy death.

Early in the morning of the second day, the sky was dark, and before the servants had time to get up, Mrs. Feng ordered someone to prepare a carriage, and took He Jingshu to Wenjing Garden.

Inside the compartment.

He Jingshu held the hand warmer and looked at Mrs. Feng in confusion: "Where is Madam taking me?"

"Meet someone."

"Who is it?" He Jingshu was thinking about Feng Shaojin, and couldn't help but ask, "I don't know Shaojin..."

"It's nothing more than those two results. Why are you in a hurry." Mrs. Feng had a strategic look in her hands: "When you see the eldest lady of the Mo family, you can ask Shaojin about it in front of me. Condition."

He Jingshu: "Do you know where she lives?"

"Of course." Mrs. Feng smiled contemptuously: "Otherwise, why do you think I kept Shaojin in the Governor's Mansion? It was Yichen who sent Mo Lingwei back to another courtyard last night. I sent someone to find out her whereabouts. Going to block people early this morning is also to prevent this woman from changing her residence again."

He Jingshu: "Madam is so smart!"

Mrs. Feng said with all her heart and soul: "Learn a bit, from now on, the military governor's mansion will be controlled by you sooner or later, without any means."

He Jingshu humbly asked for advice: "Got it."

The carriage stopped at the gate of the other courtyard.

Knowing that it snowed heavily last night, Mo Lingwei woke up Xiu'er early in the morning, planning to go to the yard with Xiu'er to build a snowman.

Mo Lingwei took Xiu'er by the hand, Xiu'er hugged Xiaobai in her arms, and went downstairs excitedly. Just after arriving at the hall, she heard the sound of arguing from the gate of the courtyard, which seemed to be a woman's voice.

Mo Lingwei called the guards and asked, "What's going on?"

The guard replied truthfully: "Mrs. Feng and Miss He came over early in the morning, but they were stopped at the door by the guards. They said that if they don't see you today, they won't leave."

Mrs. Feng is not stupid, if she can come to the door in person, it is impossible for her and Xiu'er to kill her and Xiu'er in public. The room in front of the door is full of confidantes left by Feng Shaojin, so it is impossible for her and Xiu'er's lives to be in danger.

Mo Lingwei pondered for a moment, fearing that Xiu'er would spoil the fun, she said, "Let them in, let them leave quickly after you have something to say, so as not to keep making trouble at the gate of the courtyard and disturb everyone's peace."

The guard went out as promised.

Mo Lingwei took out the dagger from the drawer, and cut the steamed ice pear into small pieces so that Xiu'er could eat it with a spoon.

After she finished cutting, the guard brought Mrs. Feng and He Jingshu in.

The moment she saw Xiu'er, He Jingshu tightened the handkerchief in her hand, and said sourly: "Shaojin really cares about this child.

It's so cold that even the warlord and his wife can't eat such a good fruit, this kid actually treats pears as dessert.

Miss Mo's life is really nourishing! "

When it came to the end, He Jingshu's heart felt sour, and she wished she could bite her teeth.

Mrs. Feng was also extremely upset. If it was summer, these Sydney pears would not be considered a very good thing, but in this snowy season, getting fresh Sydney pears is not just about being rich and powerful. Eat it fast.

The most important thing is to have a heart!