Chapter 2453

Mo Jinlan was lying on the bed, and the chirping of birds outside the house came in from the window, making it extremely noisy.

On the table were all kinds of ointments that Mo Lingwei had left before she left. The wound on her body was aching, and Mo Lingwei's words of persuasion echoed in her mind.

Back to Jincheng?

What about after returning to Jincheng?

Do you live in the governor's mansion?

That place was like a nightmare, and only she knew how many lives had died in the hands of her mother and her.

Dreaming back at midnight, those scenes haunted by evil spirits haunted her like a terminal illness, gnawing at her heart and soul.

Her fingers were covered with blood, and she couldn't go back a long time ago.

If life can be restarted so easily, it would be too unfair to those who died at her hands.

What would the concubines think of her?

If her brother is still there, at least she still has something to miss. Now that everything is gone, what else is there to go back to?

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After Mo Lingwei sent out the letter, Feng Shaojin didn't respond for a long time, and even the guard who delivered the letter didn't come back.

In the entire Jincheng, there is probably one and only this other courtyard that is the safest, and the rest of the places are probably in turmoil.

Mo Lingwei didn't know whether Feng Shaojin knew about these things, or how much he knew.

Calculating the time, it has been almost two months since Chu Yunyao brought people here.

He Wenhao's leg injury is almost healed, and he can walk upright like before, but his body is damaged and needs to be recuperated for a while.

The poison in Wuying's body is almost cleared up, and it will get better soon.

Mu Qing is also very busy, and will tell her news about Chu Yunyao from time to time, so that she can rest assured that the young lady is fine.

Mo Lingwei has a sense of propriety, and never asks questions that shouldn't be asked, just accompany Xiu'er to read and practice calligraphy as usual, or prepare ointments in the pharmacy.

Everyone is busy and trying to survive.

A few days later, Chu Yunyao was brought back by Mu Qing.

Seeing Xiu'er throwing herself into Chu Yunyao's arms, Mo Lingwei burst into tears that had been suppressed for many days. She quickly wiped away her tears with a handkerchief, and greeted her with a smile... ..

Feng Shaojin finally found time to come over, held her wrist which had healed from the injury, and explained: "The days when you sent me the letter, I was on the battlefield, Gu Wei was afraid that I would be distracted, and your injured The news has been suppressed, and I didn't know that you were in danger halfway until I got off the battlefield."

He rubbed her thin white wrist, and said with lingering fear, "Fortunately, you have returned safely, as for the matter of the Orientals, I have been investigating for the past few days, but I haven't found out how those people got in here.

Yuncheng has now reached the moment of real internal and external troubles. You should not go out these days, just stay here. "

Mo Lingwei raised her eyes, and looked calmly at the soft-spoken man. She hadn't seen him for a while, and the man became thinner again, his black hair was slightly messy, and blue stubble appeared on his chin.

Feng Shaojin has always been an extremely elegant man, especially every time he sees him, even if he is full of dust and dust, he will not be slovenly.

Maybe he was really too busy.

Mo Lingwei nodded slightly, "I know, you should be more careful."

Feng Shaojin's dark eyes seemed to have a glimmer of light. He wanted to raise his hand to touch her head, but he raised his arm as far as he could, then suddenly paused, then withdrew his hand, "I'm leaving, come back next time look at you."

Mo Lingwei stood up and opened the door of the wing room: "Aren't you going to see Jinlan? She is also seriously injured."