Chapter 2490

Feng Shaojin stared at the jewelry box, rolled up Mo Lingwei's cuffs, and a white jade bracelet radiating glistening light slid down from Mo Lingwei's slender and fair wrist.

Feng Shaojin's voice was weak: "I have given Ling Wei the things passed down by my mother, as for the other accessories, they are all Madam's favorite, you should keep them by your side as a thought.

Ling Wei didn't like wearing these at all, and she didn't want to be the mistress of the Feng family.

The internal affairs of this mansion should be handed over to the housekeeper in the future. "

She didn't want to be the mistress of the Feng family, so he didn't let her be the mistress of the Feng family.

She just needs to be his wife, do what she wants to do, and be by his side is enough.

From the very beginning when he wanted to marry her, Feng Shaojin didn't focus on whether she would be able to manage the family, restrain his servants, or win over connections in the upper circles of Yuncheng.

He just wanted to marry her and spend his whole life with her.

Feng Muyun was so stunned by Feng Shaojin's words that he was almost speechless: "Could it be that this Nuo Da military governor's mansion won't need a mistress in the future?"

"If the hostess handles things improperly, it's better not to have one." Feng Shaojin took Mo Lingwei out: "You insisted on marrying my mother back then, didn't you give up because of her frail and sick body?

What you can do, I can do too. "

Everyone wants to follow their heart, which is human nature.

It's like the elders hope that their parents can follow their own decisions, they also hope that their partners will be of one mind with themselves, and they even expect the younger generation to live their lives according to their own wishes.

Wish everything was under his control.

Every young man who wants to get rid of the long-term spiritual control of his elders and become an independent person must mentally kill his father and mother.

This process is very difficult and cruel, and you will bear all kinds of criticism from all directions, but it is something you must go through on the road of growth...

Looking at Feng Shaojin's slender and tall back, Feng Muyun seemed to see himself when he was young.

He slumped heavily on the chair, looked around the entire empty hall, and felt that the Governor's Mansion had already changed.

When Feng Yichen returned to the main building, he saw Feng Muyun's face was full of despondency, the palms of his hands were overlapping and falling on the sandalwood dragon head crutch, his eyes were drooping and he didn't say a word, as if he was being bullied.

Feng Yichen originally didn't want to pay attention to Feng Muyun, but seeing his gray hair, he couldn't bear it.

There are fewer and fewer relatives in the mansion. Even though he is there, the old man's health is still getting worse every day, and he probably won't live for ten or eight years.

He stopped, walked to Feng Muyun's side, supported Feng Muyun's arm, and said patiently: "Didn't I tell you to lie on the bed and not go downstairs?

The weather has changed again recently, be careful to catch a cold and the kneecap hurts badly. "

Feng Muyun rubbed his knees, stood up tremblingly, accidentally glanced at the document in Feng Yichen's hand, and asked, "What is this? Show me."

As he said that, he reached out to grab it, but Feng Yichen raised his hand and hid it back, avoiding it.

Feng Yichen helped him to go upstairs: "You are not in good health, and all affairs in the mansion in the future have nothing to do with you. You just need to take care of your health."

Feng Muyun wanted to say something, but seeing the guard and alienation in Feng Yichen's eyes, he had to shut his mouth and sighed secretly.

After Feng Muyun was settled down to sleep, Feng Yichen went to the study, carefully sorted through the documents He Wenhao secretly handed over, and roughly figured out where He Changqing might be hiding...