Mo Lingwei was noncommittal: "Jincheng is a place of right and wrong, and it is not suitable for the second son of the palace to stay."
Mo Jinlan twisted the handkerchief: "You just don't want brother Gong Su to return to the Gong family, you are afraid that brother Gong Su will help the Gong family deal with the Mo family together.
Brother Gong Su is not that kind of person at all, if he had the slightest intention to betray the people of Jincheng, he would not have left everything to come to Yuncheng. "
Mo Jinlan and Mo Lingwei have their own positions.
Although Mo Jinlan is from the Mo family, she has always regarded Gong Su as a real brother. Especially after Mo Jinyu passed away, she came to Yuncheng with no relatives, and her relationship with Gong Su became better.
But Mo Lingwei, who followed Mo Lingyuan on the battlefield, knew the cruelty of war, and knew better than anyone else how much disaster and harm war would bring to people.
She put herself in the shoes of the Mohist army and stood on the side of the Mohist army.
Although selfish, it is also natural.
Mo Lingwei didn't intend to avoid this topic: "I know who the second son of the palace is, but he can't go back to Jincheng."
An Haoyu was a little angry: "Miss Mo, I am really grateful that you healed our young master, but is it too much for you to do so?
Our young master has never thought of harming the people of Jincheng, so you can't even refuse to let our young master go home just because your Mo family and the Gong family are deadly enemies. "
Mo Lingwei looked directly into An Haoyu's eyes: "It's too much, but if Feng Shaojin hadn't picked up your young master from the battlefield, the second son of the palace would have died long ago.
If I refuse to amputate his limb, your young master will not live long.
His life was picked up by me and Feng Shaojin.
Feng Shaojin saw that he risked his life against the Dongyang people for the sake of the people of Yuncheng.
And I, both public and private, don't want him to die like this. "
Gong Su is not a treacherous and evil person, although he has some benevolence of women, he still has clear priorities in terms of national justice, otherwise he would not abandon everything, go to the south incognito, and join the Feng family army to fight against the Dongyang people.
Gong Su was lying on the bed, his eyes were dark and full of despair.
"Ling Wei, are you giving me alms and making a deal with me?" Gong Su's voice was very soft, and his tone was hollow and decadent.
He has been the pride of heaven since he was a child, and now that he is missing a leg, if he wants to stand up again, he can only turn to Chu Yunyao for help.
Chu Yunyao is the young wife of the Mo family and the deadly enemy of the Gong family.
"I didn't give you alms, nor did I want to make a deal with you. Whether you think I'm cruel or because of the Mohist army, no matter what the reason is, it's the reason why I don't want you to return to the Gong family." Mo Lingwei He simply didn't hide his secrets, and said straightforwardly: "You are also a person who has been on the battlefield. The scene of throwing gunpowder and killing a lot of people should be clearer than me.
I followed my brother's battalion for almost two years, and treated thousands of wounded and sick people, as many as those with severed limbs and mutilated bodies.
All of this was brought about by the war, and it was all brought about by the aggression of the Orientals and Westerners.
You Gong family can become foreigners' accomplices for your own selfishness, why can't I prevent you from returning to the Gong family for my own selfishness and the lives of ordinary people? "
Once the Gong family and the Dongyang people reconcile because of Gong Su's return to the Gong family, there will be even greater disasters waiting for the people of Jincheng and the Mohist army. How many people will die then?
"This battle has been fought for more than four years, how long will it continue? How many more people will die before we can let it go?" Mo Lingwei said that when he was excited, his voice became much higher-pitched.