Mo Lingwei originally thought that everything in this world can be told about the cause and effect and the right and wrong, but now she realizes that everyone just measures the pros and cons of those close to them from their own perspective.

Feng Shaojin gently stroked her back with his palm, "If I tell you the reason, will you believe me?"

Mo Lingwei laughed at herself, turned her face out of the window, looked at the bare dead trees outside, and looked at the flocks of sparrows on the branches.

In this world, everything has its own destiny.

She also wanted to have her own life, but no matter how good the excuses and reasons were, it couldn't erase the fact that her life and freedom were destroyed by Feng Shaojin.

If Feng Shaojin wanted to say it, he would have told her a long time ago, why wait until now to ask her whether she believes it or not?

So what if you believe it, so what if you don't believe it?

From the moment she was imprisoned by Feng Shaojin, none of this mattered anymore.

She was looking at the scenery outside the car window, but Feng Shaojin was looking at her. The car was so quiet, the sound of horseshoes and wheels were mixed together, reaching her ears, and occasionally the crowing of crows could be heard outside.

The winter scenery is like her heart, empty to desolate.

After the carriage drove into the camp, Feng Shaojin lowered the curtain hanging on the window to block the strange sight of the group of people outside.

Feng Shaojin took her hand, "The conditions in the camp are poor, so it's better to stay in another courtyard. If you are not used to living in it, I will send you back to another courtyard after the new year."

Mo Lingwei remained silent.

Feng Shaojin's palm holding her fingers increased a little bit.

Mo Lingwei had no choice but to say, "It's up to you to decide."

Feng Shaojin raised the curtain of the carriage, jumped out of the carriage, turned around and half hugged and half supported her down, and walked in with her arms around her waist.

Red Spring Festival couplets written in brush calligraphy were pasted on the door of the bedroom, and two red lanterns were hung outside the door. On the right side of the bedroom was the anteroom and washroom, on the left was Xiu’er’s small wing, and not far away was the meeting hall. Next to the promenade, there are three steps, one whistle and five steps, one post, and the guards are strict.

Mo Lingwei worked as a doctor in the camp of the Mohist army. Seeing this scene, not only did she not feel uncomfortable at all, but she felt a little more familiar.

As soon as she reached the door, Xiu'er flew out and threw herself into Mo Lingwei's arms, holding her tightly with her small arms.

Mo Lingwei squatted down, smiled slightly, held Xiu'er's small face in both hands and looked at it carefully. The little guy has been taken care of very well after being away for the past two days. Compared with after recovering from a serious illness, he has grown stronger .

The child sees the wind grows, I don't know if it is Mo Lingwei's illusion, the child seems to be a little taller.

"Is Xiu'er still used to it?" Mo Lingwei asked, "Did you miss your aunt?"

Xiu'er blinked her black and white eyeballs, and nodded vigorously.

Mo Lingwei's smile became happier. Compared with the depression and depression just now, her brows and eyes were full of radiance, like a newborn.

Looking at this scene, Feng Shaojin felt very unhappy.

It was only in front of Xiu'er that her smile really came from the heart.

Mo Lingwei touched Xiu'er's head habitually, and asked, "Who takes care of you these days?"

Xiu'er turned sideways and pointed at the woman standing behind the door frame.

Mo Lingwei looked up, the smile on her face gradually faded, she said nothing, took Xiu'er's hand and walked into the bedroom.

Mo Jinlan bit her lip, met Feng Shaojin's gaze, stepped aside, and made way for Mo Lingwei, who was holding Xiu'er, to pass without looking sideways.

Mo Lingwei's arrogant attitude of turning a blind eye seemed to have angered Mo Jinlan. When passing by, Mo Jinlan grabbed Mo Lingwei's wrist, "I have something, I want to make it clear to you."