Chapter 2307

From Yu Qing's point of view, Feng Yichen should help Feng Shaojin, after all, he is her own brother, and Mo Lingwei can only be regarded as her half-disciple at best.

For Yu Li, if Feng Shaojin couldn't promise Mo Lingwei back then, if he had been willing to get together and let go, the matter would not have developed to the point where so many innocent people were implicated.

But when the eldest brother died like this, the Feng family was in a mess, if even Mo Lingwei resolutely left him, how would Feng Shaojin survive?

Everyone is fine, why should my brother bear all the hardships alone?

Why couldn't it be Mo Lingwei who was wronged and gave in, willing to become Feng Shaojin's wife or concubine?

These messy and intertwined feelings can no longer be cut and rationalized, and it has long been difficult to tell who is right and who is wrong.

He is just an outsider, and he doesn't know what Mo Lingwei and Feng Shaojin have experienced, to live so stubbornly, paranoidly, without giving in, and hurting each other until they were covered in bruises.

Mo Lingwei's voice was hoarse, and her wailing gradually subsided: "I am a disaster star, I am a sinner, I should not have lived in this world from the very beginning.

It's all my fault, if I had obeyed women's morals, if I had obeyed my parents' order and matchmaker's words, I would have married a long time ago.

She would marry into the Gong family a long time ago and become Gong Yao's wife, so that the Gong family would not treat the Mo family as a thorn in their side, and the two families would turn against each other.

If Qin Zhirou doesn't allow it, marrying me into the Wang family and the Li family may lead to a smooth life.

As long as I don't meet you, even if I want to marry a beggar, marry a corpse, and become a living widow, it will be better than now.

Feng Shaojin, I want to curse you that you will not be able to get what you want in this life. If something happens to Xiu'er, I will definitely drag you to hell with me.

I will not let you go.

I won't let you go!

Feng Shaojin, you will die badly, you will definitely die badly! "

Feng Shaojin's white coat was wet from the heavy snow, his shoulders were already blood red, and Mo Lingwei's lips and teeth were stained with thick blood.

Her small face was pale, and her black hair was scattered around her face and body. Her thin and thin body was as light as a solitary soul with nowhere to rest.

Feng Shaojin's heart seemed to be tugged by something, his voice was mournful, slightly trembling and scattered in the icy cold wind, soft as a sigh: "If I end up like this, it will make you feel better Some, I am willing to use your curse to fulfill you.

Ling Wei, meeting you may be my destiny. "

There are so many women in the world, fat and thin, singing and dancing, he has seen so many faces with their own merits, why did he identify her at a glance?

At first, she didn't even want to talk to him, let alone be with him.

It was his perseverance, it was his love at first sight, goodbye, stalking, all kinds of promises and oaths that made her catch her.

Feng Yichen listened to the woman's screaming curses, gritted his teeth, and walked over quickly, trying to persuade him: "Ling Wei, now is not the time to be sad, Xiu'er..."

Mo Lingwei's eyes were red, and the moment she saw Feng Yichen, she seemed to see the savior: "Feng Yichen, didn't you say that Xiu'er could be carried over in three days, and the high fever on his body would subside?

Why did Xiu'er still not wake up? why? "

Feng Yichen was dumb, not knowing how to answer.

"You are helpless, right?" Mo Lingwei seemed to have thought of something suddenly, "I want to go back to Jincheng, Feng Shaojin, can you take me back to Jincheng?"