Mrs. Feng's voice weakened a little bit: "My sister is a poor person, she stole my love and my affection, but she can't grow old with you.

I can be by your side for the rest of my life, and I am content.

In my life, except for you, I have never cared so much about anyone. My whole life was born for you.

Now that I can die for you and see you shed tears for me, I have no regrets in my life. "

"Mu Yun." Madam Feng's hand fell down feebly: "I don't ask you at any moment in your life if you loved me even a little bit.

These are not important anymore.

In the next life, don't admit the wrong person again, okay? "

Mrs. Feng's hand fell to the ground, her eyes looking towards Feng Muyun were tightly closed, and her head was weakly turned to the other side.

"Mother!!" Feng Yichen burst into tears.

Feng Muyun collapsed and fell to the ground. After a while, he tremblingly took out a clean handkerchief from his arms, gently and carefully wiped off the blood on her face, and hugged her vigorously. , go back step by step.

Feng Yichen followed behind him.

"Go back to the Governor's Mansion, and give your mother a lavish burial!" Feng Muyun hugged the cold and heavy corpse in his arms, sobbing so hard that he couldn't even speak.

When Feng Shaojin received the news of Mrs. Feng's death, she went to find Mo Lingwei.

Seeing her hunched over and concentrating on operating on the injured patient, after thinking for a while, without disturbing her, she turned and left alone.

Gu Wei was puzzled: "Young Marshal, Madam passed away, don't you need Madam Young to accompany you back home, Madam Madam will be the head mother of the Feng family from now on."

Feng Shaojin leaned on the back of the rear seat, rubbed the space between his tired brows, "No need."

Compared to going to the Governor's Mansion, Feng Shaojin believed that Mo Lingwei would rather be in the camp.

Isn't Mrs. Feng persecuting and mutilating her enough?

Why take her to the governor's mansion to add trouble?

Hearing Feng Shaojin's cold voice, Gu Wei secretly sighed and accelerated the speed of the car.

There was a lot of crying and howling in the governor's mansion.

The gate and gate of the courtyard were covered with white silk cloth, and the servants wore black gauze armbands on their arms and white gauze tied on their heads.

Feng Yichen knelt in front of the hall in hemp and mourning with a blank expression.

The same expression is dull, and there is Feng Dujun who is distraught.

Feng Shaojin was a little surprised that Mrs. Feng's death would have such a big blow to his father.

Seeing the two people entering, the butler hurriedly handed them the filial piety clothes and black gauze armbands.

Feng Shaojin walked in front of Feng Yichen, and asked in a deep voice: "What's going on?"

Didn't they arrange so many people to escort them away? How could they be in danger halfway?

Feng Yichen raised his head, his eyes were as red as a rabbit's, "Brother, it's my fault, I didn't like them."

Hearing this, Feng Shaojin raised her eyes to look at Feng Muyun, and said to the lieutenant who was sent there together: "Come with me to the study."

In the study.

The deputy general explained the whole matter clearly: "When Master Yichen went to the pharmacy to buy medicine, he ordered us to guard the inn. Our people were afraid of accidents, so we surrounded the inn with water.

But I never expected that there was a secret passage in the inn, and when we heard gunshots in the distance and went to the toilet to find someone, the warlord and his wife had already disappeared..."

The lieutenant paused for a moment, and continued: "Those people were dead, and some of them were captured alive, and Dongyang spy and the He family's guards were mixed into them.

Words and deeds forced a confession, saying that they were ordered by Miss He to kill the warlord and his wife, and said..."

"What else?" Feng Shaojin clenched his fists.