The guard kicked open the door and pulled Mo Lingwei up from the bed: "Young madam, young madam, wake up."
Mo Lingwei struggled to open her eyes, and looked at the guard who looked impatient and flustered, "What happened?"
"Yes, come with me." Seeing that she was not in the right state, the guard went to the ear room to fetch water and poured it on her face, "Hide quickly."
Mo Lingwei regained consciousness. She grabbed a piece of clothing, put on her shoes, was dragged by the guards, and staggered out.
The guards hid her in the westernmost side room and locked the door.
Mo Lingwei put on her clothes, and in the dark place, thick smoke and dust poured into her nostrils. She wet the veil and covered her mouth and nose.
The effect of the medicine became stronger and stronger, and Mo Lingwei lay beside the wooden basin, unable to hold on any longer, and fell to the ground...
Mo Lingwei was awakened by the gunshots outside the door.
Chu Yunyao broke in and hugged her who was weak all over, tore the sheet into strips, tied her behind her back and jumped from the window on the second floor...
When she woke up again, she realized that she had narrowly escaped death again.
If the sister-in-law hadn't arrived in time, she would have been buried in the sea of flames, suffocated to death by the thick smoke, and there would be no bones left after being burned by the fire.
She had a sore throat and sore ankles. She drank the throat ointment that Chu Yunyao made for her, tears fell down her cheeks, and she couldn't even speak.
Bao'er wiped away her tears, and comforted softly: "Miss, don't be afraid, you are safe now, our lady has gone to the old house of the Feng family, and will definitely seek justice for you."
Mo Lingwei's throat choked and she closed her eyes.
Let's ask for justice, this is the domain of the Feng family and the He family, how can we seek justice?
At most it's just a compromise.
It's not a day or two since the Feng family and the He family want to get rid of her.
Seeing that Mo Lingwei seemed disheartened, Bao'er was a little anxious: "Miss, don't give up hope, our lady said that if something like this happens, you will definitely be brought back to Jincheng. "
Mo Lingwei opened her eyes, her vocal cords were burned by the smoke, her voice was unbearably hoarse: "I want to see Feng Shaojin, what about others?"
"I don't know." Bao'er shook his head: "When you get better tomorrow, Young Master Feng will definitely come over. You should lie down and sleep for a while."
Mo Lingwei closed her eyes again, and fell into a drowsy sleep.
In a daze, someone was massaging the bruise on her ankle, she opened a gap in her eyelids, and saw that the person sitting by the bed seemed to be Mo Jinlan.
It wasn't too early for Feng Shaojin to arrive, the sky was already bright, enough for him to go to the burnt courtyard to observe the current situation.
In the silent bedroom, only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard.
Feng Shaojin sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Mo Lingwei who was about to be turned into ashes, and didn't know how to speak.
"Ling Wei." Feng Shaojin held her hand, "I'm sorry."
"I heard that my sister-in-law went to the Feng family?" Mo Lingwei's face was calm, her eyes were like frozen lakes, without any waves.
"En." Feng Shaojin nodded.
"My sister-in-law has always protected her weaknesses and has a somewhat impulsive temper. Don't blame her." Mo Lingwei's voice was hoarse, as if a blade had been cut in her throat, and she seemed to have exhausted all her strength every time she said a word.
"Don't talk!" Feng Shaojin possessed himself, and pressed his thin lips to hers.
Mo Lingwei looked at him expressionlessly, and blinked: "What should be said should be said clearly."
Feng Shaojin's heart felt cold.
Mo Lingwei paused, then took another breath: "Since she is doing it for me, don't blame her, okay?"
Feng Shaojin: "..."
Mo Lingwei was anxious: "Can you promise me?"