Feng Shaojin helped Mo Lingwei to lie down, tucked in the quilt, got up and blew out the candle, leaned towards Mo Lingwei, hugged him from behind, let her head rest on his arm,

The other hand rested on her waist in an orderly manner, with five fingers passing through her fingers and interlocking with hers.

Mo Lingwei thought that she would not be able to fall asleep, but unexpectedly, she fell asleep again not long after she closed her eyes.

Listening to her even and shallow breathing, Feng Shaojin couldn't sleep all night.

The reaction just now was the truest and most direct action in her heart. These days, she was as docile as a tame cat, but she was afraid of offending him, so she completely rejected her desire to send Xiu'er away.

Feng Shaojin suddenly felt that power is also a good thing.

Only when a man is powerful can he control everything. It's just that he took control a little late. If he had controlled the Feng family from the beginning, he wouldn't have come to such a point with her.

The next day, when Mo Lingwei woke up, the man beside her had already left.

With her eyes open, she lay on the quilt for a while, and was about to get up when Feng Shaojin opened the curtain and came in.

His face was full of joy, and he was holding a branch of plum blossom that he did not know where to climb. The red plum was in full bloom, and it was in full swing.

Mo Lingwei sat up with his arms propped up. Feng Shaojin had already arrived at the bed in three steps at a time. He inserted the red plum branches into the porcelain vase on the coffee table by the bed, and took a brand new long coat from the cabinet for her. Put it on: "Today is New Year's Eve, you and Xiu'er are both wearing new clothes, and having dinner with Yichen in the morning, he will be rushing back to the Governor's Mansion."

Feng Shaojin carefully buttoned the complicated and exquisite buttons for her.

Mo Lingwei asked: "Aren't you going back to the Governor's Mansion for a reunion dinner?"

"I'll stay here, with you and Xiu'er." Feng Shaojin didn't know what to think of, a look of solemnity flashed across his face, he paused, and said again: "There is a wife in the Governor's Mansion, so I can't go back."

When it came to Mrs. Feng, Mo Lingwei lost her good mood and face.

Feng Shaojin looked at her and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

When Xiu'er had an accident, Madam Feng was the culprit. She killed the servants in the mansion, almost killed him, and even caused Xiu'er to have such a big accident.

But he couldn't do anything to Mrs. Feng. Mrs. Feng had already been punished by the warlord. Apart from cutting off contact, he couldn't do anything more out of reason.

The warlord punished Mrs. Feng and grounded her feet in the ancestral hall. The grand gift was reciprocated, and the mansion had to welcome the hostess. Feng Muyun was in poor health and never cared about the affairs of the inner house. These things must fall on Mrs. Feng , Maybe she was released from the ancestral hall long ago.

Mo Lingwei didn't want to mention these unhappy things, she couldn't force Feng Shaojin to make Mrs. Feng pay in blood for her and Xiu'er.

This was an unsolvable deadlock.

They stood in their respective positions, only thinking about their own situation, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, but Mrs. Feng has a bigger card because of her status.

Mo Lingwei changed the subject: "Where's Xiu'er?"

"Xiu'er woke up very early. Jinlan took him outside to play. He folded the plum blossoms and asked me to bring them in for you." Feng Shaojin asked, "Does it look good?"

"Of course it's pretty." Mo Lingwei smiled rarely, she put her fingers around the black hair hanging in front of her body, and lowered her nose to sniff the faint scent of flowers, "Xiu'er really has a heart."

"If so, I folded this plum blossom and gave it to you?" Feng Shaojin stretched out his hand, stroking her delicate and charming cheeks with his callused fingertips, and asked in a low voice, "Am I also very caring?"