Chapter 2358

There is no answer to this question. Until the last moment of her life, Mo Lingwei could not determine her ultimate fate.

If you want to completely get rid of Feng Shaojin, the only way out is to wait for your brother to completely defeat the Gong family, drive away those foreign forces that support the Gong family overtly and secretly, and after breaking through completely, gain a firm foothold in Jincheng, and then spare time He Qiqi came to pick her and Xiu'er.

Mo Lingwei thought that her fate would be better than her mother's. Not only did she have a brother who could compete with Feng Shaojin, but she also had sister-in-law and Xiu'er.

into the night.

As usual, Mo Lingwei sat on the edge of the bed and read a few pages to Xiu'er and told stories. After coaxing Xiu'er to sleep, she cut off the wick, turned down the light, and shone the paper on the glass lampshade.

There was only a hazy halo in the wing room, and Xiu'er, who would not be blinded by the light, would not be able to fall asleep after waking up, and would not be afraid because the room was too dark after waking up in the middle of the night.

After closing the door and returning to the bedroom, Feng Shaojin was already leaning on the bed.

The man was only wearing a thin white tunic, the neckline was half open, his black hair was still stained with moisture, the curtain was lifted up, Feng Shaojin was leaning on the bed, his head slightly lowered, turning over the window by the candlelight. Start with the file in hand.

Mo Lingwei stood far away, not knowing whether to approach or wait until Feng Shaojin fell asleep before going there.

Only since she came to Yuncheng, it seems that she and Feng Shaojin seldom spend time alone at night.

She has been deliberately avoiding him all the time, not to mention, there are many rooms in the other courtyard, if he stays in the master bedroom, she can go back to the guest room, or even accompany Xiu'er.

But now, in the camp, there is no other place to go.

The only place I can go is Mo Jinlan's residence, but due to her relationship with Mo Jinlan, they are not good enough to be in the same room.

It's better to stay here, and I can only stay here.

Feng Shaojin stared down at the document in his hand, and said without raising his head, "How long are you going to stand there? I'm not a scourge, so you're afraid that I might eat you?"

He has sensitive ears, and when he heard the sound of closing the door, he knew that Mo Lingwei was coming, but after waiting for a long time, he only heard the slight sound of footsteps, and after a while, the sound of footsteps disappeared.

The man has been standing far away, refusing to approach him.

Mo Lingwei thought he didn't see her, but when she heard the voice, she had no choice but to walk over and asked in a low voice, "Why did you go to bed so early tonight?"

Only then did Feng Shaojin put down the document in his hand, and looked up at her, with a smile on his face, and his tone of pampering and helplessness: "The silver charcoal and Mrs. Tang I arranged for you, you moved all of them to Xiu'er's wing Here, I would rather be shivering with the cold and not make a sound.

I can only wash myself early, go back to the bedroom, get into the quilt and warm the bed for you, and wait for you to come out of Xiu'er's wing, so as not to be frozen. "

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei didn't know how to answer Feng Shaojin's seemingly serious but irrefutable reasons.

Feng Shaojin took her hand and moved his body to the edge of the bed, "Go to bed early, tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and there will be a bonfire ceremony at night."

It's that time of year again to say goodbye to the old and welcome the new.

Mo Lingwei turned her back, unbuttoned the intricately embroidered buttons of the long jacket one by one, and took off the padded jacket.

She was wearing a white middle coat, her waist was empty, and the loose clothes were dangling as if hanging on a hanger.

Feng Shaojin stared at her straight back for a moment, the delicate butterfly bones of the woman were slightly protruding, making her look thinner and weaker.

The masseter muscles on the side of Feng Shaojin's face were tense, and the knuckles of the fingers holding the bedding turned white from too much force.