There was a clear and even breathing sound beside her ear, Feng Shaojin sighed, and said to himself: "Since I regret meeting me so much, I will send you back to Jincheng.
This is probably the last thing I can do for you. "
The night is cold, and the sound of the cold wind roaring outside the window can be heard, like the roar of a fierce beast.
Only the person in his arms is warm, dispelling the chill in his heart bit by bit.
Feng Shaojin thought, if he hated a woman like Mo Lingwei, how much would he do for that person?
At least he won't take good care of her, and it's impossible to wrong himself for the sake of the common people.
So many things have happened, her nature is still kind, and her background is still flawless.
How lucky he was to meet such a woman.
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On the second day, the sky was dim.
Mo Lingwei opened her eyes and turned her head, but the man beside her was gone.
She put on her clothes and got up, only to feel that the weather was getting colder.
The charcoal fire in the house was about to go out, and the water in the stove was already hot.
Mo Lingwei poured hot water, washed her hands and face, sat in front of the mirror and carefully applied cream to her face.
She stared at the face in the mirror with strange eyes.
It's been a long time since she took a close look at herself, as if a layer of frost had fallen between her brows and eyes, any emotions could not stir up any waves.
The skin is as fair as suet jade, and the corners of the lips are finely flakes due to dryness.
The black hair has grown a lot, hanging down like black clouds.
Mo Lingwei thought for a while, braided her long hair, picked up the scissors, and cut off a section of hair with a "click", but she was afraid that the hair would be scattered everywhere, so she tied it with red silk thread and put it away. on the dresser.
Just when he stood up, Mo Jinlan opened the door and walked in.
She looked Mo Lingwei up and down, "It snowed heavily in the second half of the night last night, the snow was as thick as knees, and the icicles under the eaves were half a meter long, you should dress warmly."
Mo Lingwei opened the window, and a gust of cold wind carried finely crushed snow directly to her collar.
Mo Lingwei shuddered, lying on the window looking at the vast expanse of whiteness, and asked, "Where is Shaojin? Where did you go?"
"I went to the outskirts of the city to see if anyone and the livestock used to work the land froze to death." Mo Jinlan quickly folded the bedding neatly, picked up the middle coat that Feng Shaojin threw on the ground, and soaked it Mo Lingwei just washed her face in warm water, and picked up the clothes she changed yesterday.
"I'll just wash it myself." Mo Lingwei closed the window, and when she turned around, Mo Jinlan took away her dirty clothes.
Mo Jinlan didn't turn her head back: "Your hands are used to cure diseases and save lives, and they won't get frostbite. I have rough skin and thick flesh, which is just right for these rough jobs.
Anyway, when dancing with knives and guns in the past, the palms of my hands were full of calluses. "
Mo Lingwei: "..."
She stood in front of the window for a while, unscrewed the medical bag, and just came out of the bedroom when she ran into Gu Wei: "Has Shaojin's fever gone?"
"Yeah." Gu Wei nodded, "Young Marshal is in good health. After yesterday's injection and medicine, the fever subsided this morning, and his body recovered a lot. He went out early, saying that he was visiting the people in the suburbs. By the way Check to see if there are any beasts that hurt people nearby."
Gu Wei looked up at the sky, and said meaningfully: "Young Madam, this is the first time we have such a heavy snowfall in the south.
Looking at Luoxue's posture, he might not be able to stop for the whole day today.
All the roads were closed, and the river was frozen, making it impossible to walk.
Young Madam, tell me, is this God's intention to keep someone? "