The unexpected entrustment made Mo Lingwei stunned for a moment, she lowered her head and said nothing.
The world is changing and there are wars, and no one can guarantee the lives of others.
She was just a person who couldn't protect herself, and couldn't complete Feng Yichen's confession.
Feng Yichen stared at her like the deep sea for a long time.
Seeing that she didn't respond at all, the sadness in his heart flooded up like a tide, and it was about to drown him.
When Feng Shaojin entrusted her to him, he said that she was his sister-in-law, the only relative he had no blood relatives in this world.
But now, Mo Lingwei doesn't seem to be willing to be his relative.
Once he leaves Yuncheng, if something happens to his brother...
Feng Yichen was immersed in sadness, unable to think deeply...
The silence inside was terrifying.
The anticipation in Feng Shaojin's heart was exhausted little by little, he put a vegetable into Feng Yichen's bowl, and changed the subject: "Have you thought it through?"
Feng Yichen lowered his eyes: "Well, the He family is also in Xiyang Country. Of course I can't let them continue to enjoy themselves. I must avenge this revenge."
Holding the chopsticks, he poked vigorously at the rice in the bowl, his whole body filled with restlessness.
Feng Shaojin looked at Feng Yichen who had lost a lot of weight, as if he had changed in just over a month.
After eating, Feng Shaojin went upstairs to the bedroom to see the unconscious Feng Muyun.
Feng Yichen stopped Mo Lingwei: "My elder brother once regarded you as a confidant, you should go and see him for the last time."
Mo Lingwei: "..."
Mo Lingwei nodded, and followed Feng Yichen to the Feng family's ancestral hall.
When offering incense, Mo Lingwei saw the tablets of the two warlords' wives placed side by side.
Feng Yichen's hoarse and low voice suddenly came from behind: "Sister-in-law."
Mo Lingwei: "..."
Mo Lingwei turned her head and looked at Feng Yichen: "Are you calling me?"
The corner of Feng Yichen's lips curled into a mocking smile: "In this world, who else can be my sister-in-law except you?
In my brother's heart, you are the only one from the beginning to the end.
When he chased you from Western countries, he recognized you. "
The past is too far away, and it has deviated from the original intention. Mo Lingwei clasped her hands, not knowing how to answer.
Feng Yichen's eyes were dark, and he was crying like complaining: "You hate him, you hate our whole family, don't you? You hate the elders of the Feng family who make things difficult for you, and even want to assassinate you.
I hate my brother for pestering you, forcing you to marry him, and ruining your life, right? "
Mo Lingwei's gaze turned to the outside of the door, looking at the gloomy sky.
It has only cleared up for a few days, and it seems that the sky is about to change again.
Just when Feng Yichen thought Mo Lingwei would acquiesce, he didn't expect her to speak up.
Seemingly deliberating for a long time, Mo Lingwei sighed: "People die like lights out, I did hate them once, but it's all over now.
As for Shaojin, so many things have happened, I don't have the strength to hate him anymore. "
Hatred also requires energy, and it is too difficult to live in the curse every day, so she chooses to let herself go.
Feng Yichen thought carefully about what Mo Lingwei said, not only was there no comfort at all, on the contrary, he became more and more cold.
There is nothing more sad than death, but that's all.
Now she stays peacefully by Feng Shaojin's side, not arguing, not because of how much affection she has for her brother, but because her heart is ashamed.
In her heart, her brother is so unimportant that she doesn't even bother to hate him.
Feng Yichen lowered his eyes and calmed down, "But my brother said, if something happens to him, he will entrust you to me, because you are my only relative without blood relatives in this world."
Mo Lingwei: "..."