He Yuandao saw that his cousin got into a catastrophe and made He Jingyu angry, so he couldn't help but hire a carriage immediately, push Zhong Yanyan into the carriage, and told him, "Go back to your hometown quickly, and don't come here in the future if you want to survive." It's Cloud City."

Zhong Yanyan held the door frame firmly with both hands, crying and willing to leave: "Cousin, I didn't mean it, I didn't even know that that person was Young Marshal Feng from Yuncheng, if I knew, lend me a hundred How dare I dare to treat them like this.

I won't leave, I just lived a good life, I like living in the He family..."

Anger faintly surfaced on He Yuandao's face, "Young Marshal Feng can't even provoke the He family, and that woman must be more important than Miss He.

If you don't leave, you can only die here. "

He Yuandao pushed Zhong Yanyan's fingers away one by one, pushed him into the carriage, and ordered the servant to drive the carriage away.

Looking at the carriage going away, He Yuandao finally remembered who the child's eyes looked like.

He Yuandao took out Yun Che's portrait from his bosom, and looked at it again and again.

It is exactly the same as Yun Che's eyes that Second Miss He, He Jingxian asked him to find...

With Feng Shaojin's identity exposed, the danger increased, and he had to find a private room in a restaurant to settle down temporarily.

The bought things were piled up on the table, Xiu'er was lying on the window with Xiao Bai in her arms, eating candied haws, watching the pedestrians coming and going and the hawkers shouting, her eyes were full of envy.

But Xiu'er is a precocious and sensible child after all, and he has long understood that his uncle's identity is unusual.

Mo Lingwei sat at the table with a gloomy face and said nothing.

Feng Shaojin sat beside her, glanced at Xiu'er who was lying on the window, held her hand, and asked, "Are you angry?"

"No." Mo Lingwei withdrew her hand forcefully, her expression worried.

"You still said you weren't angry, and you didn't even say anything along the way." Feng Shaojin comforted, "Don't take what outsiders say, anyway, I will marry you sooner or later."

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei gritted her teeth and turned her face away: "What outsiders said is correct. I am indeed just your outer room raised outside. I lied."

Feng Shaojin's eyebrows darkened: "You blame me?"

"Don't dare." Mo Lingwei's tone was calm, but his words were like sharp knives, stabbing Feng Shaojin's body: "From the time I was deceived by you to Yuncheng and imprisoned in another courtyard, all of this is what I should have suffered .

All the shame is also brought to me by you.

I was kidnapped by you on the train back to Jincheng with my elder brother. After the news spread, I became notorious.

Even my status as the eldest daughter of the Mo family can't stop those uneasy and kind people from chasing up and proposing marriage to me, saying that I have lost my innocence and I am just right for their stupid son.

I'm used to this kind of scene today. "

Feng Shaojin: "..."

Feng Shaojin never thought that after she left her and returned to Jincheng, she would be treated like this by those ignorant women and children.

He was distressed, but there was nothing he could do.

"Ling Wei." Feng Shaojin thought for a while, then suddenly said, "Why don't we get married?"

Only by getting married and being together in a legitimate way can those gossips be put to rest.

When Mo Lingwei heard his words, she seemed to be pricked by a needle, and suddenly took a step back, shaking her head and said, "No."

"Why not?" Feng Shaojin asked: "When we get married, no one will dare to question your identity casually.

Or, you don't want to marry me at all? "

Thinking of the record book Feng Shaoqing left behind, Feng Shaojin asked unwillingly: "What do you care about?"