Mo Lingwei didn't know what happened, so she asked cautiously, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." Feng Shaojin hesitated to speak.

She stayed in the other courtyard all day, isolating all news from the outside world.

He had known for a long time that people from the Mo family might come to pick her up, but he never thought that this day would come so soon.

He was almost caught off guard.

Mo Lingwei asked: "Is your injury better?"

Feng Shaojin's body froze: "How did you know that I was injured? Did Mo Jinlan tell you?"

"Xiu'er said that you shed a lot of blood. When he came back here, you were in the camp. If you were free, you would definitely send him back in person." Mo Lingwei asked, "Has the wound healed?"

"Well, it's all right." Feng Shaojin held her face in his hands, leaned over slightly, pressed his thin lips against hers, and kissed her hard.

Mo Lingwei panicked, not knowing what happened to Feng Shaojin.

Wanting to push him away, but afraid of angering the man, she could only stand there shiveringly, pulling at his shirt with her fingers like a ruthless puppet.

Seeing that she didn't react at all, Feng Shaojin felt even more desolate.

He said in a hoarse voice, "I'll give Xiu'er to your brother and sister-in-law, will you marry me?"

Mo Lingwei's thoughts turned slightly: "Why did you say this suddenly?"

"Are you okay?" Feng Shaojin asked.

Mo Lingwei lowered her eyes: "Let's talk about it after you send Xiu'er back to Jincheng."

She pushed him away: "I learned from the cook to make flower cakes, and bring them here for you to try?"

Before Feng Shaojin could respond, Mo Lingwei had already left the pharmacy.

When I arrived at the back kitchen, I heard the servants gathered together, discussing: "I don't know when this battle will end, and my cousin's sons will all be on the front line."

"I heard that the Mohist army in the north is about to win, and our side should be soon too."

"This battle has been fought for too long. So many people died, and they were all white-haired people giving black-haired people."



Mo Lingwei keenly captured the information she wanted, and asked, "The Mohist army in the north is about to win? But really, how did you know?"

"A few days ago, when I went back to my hometown and stayed at the inn, I heard from those people that the second son of the Gong family was fighting against the Japanese here, and was killed by the Japanese on the battlefield.

The palace family in the north broke with the Dongyang people when they heard the bad news.

Without the backing of the Orientals, wouldn't the Gong family's army fight against the Mohist army's victory soon? When mentioning the Mohist army, the servant's eyes shone brightly, "A few years ago, the plague, if it weren't for Mrs. Mo's excellent medical skills, I don't know how many people would have died." "

Mo Lingwei took the flower cake handed to her by the servant, thinking of Feng Shaojin's abnormality, she immediately understood.

In a short time, my brother will come to pick her and Xiu'er up.

As long as she waited a little longer, she could go back to Jincheng with Xiu'er.

This cage-like place is finally getting rid of.

It's just Gong Su...what's going on?

Mo Lingwei didn't dare to ask Feng Shaojin directly, "Shaojin, do I want to go out?"

"What are you going out for?" Feng Shaojin pinched the flower cake made by Mo Lingwei with his slender fingers, took a bite, and chewed slowly, his slightly protruding Adam's apple rose and fell.

The man's side face was sharp, as if carved by a knife and an axe, and he refused her request without hesitation: "It's very chaotic outside, it's too dangerous."

Mo Lingwei lowered her eyes, her slender eyelashes concealing the emotion in her eyes: "I want to see Jin Lan, can I?"

"It seems that there is more friendship between you sisters than I imagined." Feng Shaojin smiled with an unclear expression.

Just when Mo Lingwei thought he would not agree, Feng Shaojin suddenly smiled: "Okay."

That night, Feng Shaojin stayed in the other courtyard...