Mo Lingwei was noncommittal, and turned the fire on the charcoal basin, "It's warming the medicine, I'm afraid there will only be medicine dregs left after it's burned."

Feng Shaojin looked at her sideways, moved his body to the inside of the bed, and patted the place he just vacated: "It's cold on the ground, so you don't get cold hands and feet, so you can cover yourself under the quilt."

As she said that, she was about to sit up, but was held down by Mo Lingwei again: "Don't move around, be careful of getting caught in the wind."

Feng Shaojin smiled, with a warm voice: "This is full of my sweat smell, I'll go and bring you a new quilt.

Do you dislike me for sweating too much, so you refuse to come up and lie down? "

Mo Lingwei never answered his naughty questions, but stood up, picked up another clean bedding from the cabinet, and put it on the bed.

She cut the wick of the kerosene lamp, put the glass cover on, took off the embroidered cotton shoes, lay back on the bed, stared at the charcoal fire, and listened to the sound of decoction in the medicine pot.

The lingering scent of bitterness permeated the bedroom, and Mo Lingwei suddenly asked: "Why do you like talking in your sleep recently?

Didn't you never talk in your sleep before? "

Feng Shaojin: "..."

Feng Shaojin was wrapped in another quilt, only his head was exposed, staring at Mo Lingwei's profile, "What did I say?"

Mo Lingwei didn't say a word, but her cheeks were slightly red, and her ears were a little hot. She turned sideways and turned the back of her head to him, with the light in her eyes flickering slightly.

Feng Shaojin said in a muffled voice: "As expected, it was me who made you unable to sleep."

Feng Shaojin's fingers stretched out from under the quilt and grabbed Mo Lingwei's hand, "You can't sleep anyway, let's talk."

Every day is so busy that the sky is dark and the sky is dark, and it is rare to have such a time.

After a while, they might not even have the chance to speak.

Mo Lingwei turned over and looked at Feng Shaojin, "Okay."

Mo Lingwei has always been reticent, and Feng Shaojin, who is not good at talking too much, always started the topic. He stroked her cheek with his fingertips, and his voice was hoarse and painful: "Ling Wei, I want to ask you something, These words have been hidden in my heart for a long time, I only ask this time, you answer me truthfully, don't lie to me, okay?"

"Okay." Mo Lingwei paused for a moment and agreed.

"After you were with me, was your happiest time before you came to Yuncheng?"

"yes."

"You, you once loved me, too."

"Um."

"If, what I'm talking about is if, give me another chance, I've married you from the beginning, I haven't cheated on you, I haven't been disturbed by the elders of the Feng family and the He family, you are willing to stay with me all the time, with me Do you advance and retreat with life and death?"

"Yes." Mo Lingwei's voice was as calm as her eyes, without any waves: "If that's the case, you will still be a person who always thinks of me in my heart.

What I was afraid of was never difficulties and hardships, I was just afraid of being deceived, afraid of not seeing any hope, afraid of repeating the mistakes of my mother. "

There was blood in Feng Shaojin's eyes, "I'm sorry to disappoint you."

"It's all over." Mo Lingwei lifted the quilt, got up, picked up the medicine jar, poured out a bowl, put it on the low table to cool, extinguished the charcoal fire, and lay back on the bed again: "Wait for the medicine to cool for a while before drinking it." drink."

Feng Shaojin asked again: "If I die on the battlefield, will you feel sorry for me?"

"I don't know." Mo Lingwei thought for a while: "It should be."

Feng Shaojin was expecting her to say something more, seeing that she was silent again, he laughed at himself: "I'm dead, shouldn't you be happy?

Without the identity of Mrs. Feng, you will be free. "

There seemed to be some resentment in his tone.