Chapter 2541

The weather was too hot, and the corpse stayed in the mortuary for a short two days before being sent to the crematorium. Mo Lingwei was burned together with Mo Jinlan's clothes and things used during his lifetime.

On the way back, Mo Lingwei sat in the carriage holding the ashes in the blue and white porcelain altar without saying a word.

The battle ahead was victorious, Gu Wei was in charge of commanding, Feng Shaojin stayed in Yuncheng, and personally arrested the secret agents and oriental warriors who had sneaked into Yuncheng, he was very busy.

He hurriedly left before dawn every day, and came back in a hurry when the night was as black as ink.

Today, I specially spared time to accompany her to the crematorium, and watched the seemingly lively body burn to ashes in the sea of ​​flames.

Feng Shaojin held Mo Lingwei's hand, wanting to say something, but didn't know where to start.

There was a commotion outside the carriage, gunpowder exploded nearby, and the moment the carriage overturned, Feng Shaojin rushed over, hugged her and the ashes in her arms, and rolled out of the carriage.

Several gunshots sounded, Feng Shaojin protected the person in his arms, took out his gun, and pulled the trigger a few times in the direction of the source of the gunshots.

Mo Lingwei's mind was in a mess, and before she could react, Feng Shaojin twisted her arms and pushed them onto the horse's back: "You go first, I'll break the back."

Some guards surrounded Mo Lingwei and escorted her away.

Mo Lingwei looked back, and saw that the overturned carriage was already on fire. The man was dressed in military uniform, standing among a group of guards in the same color, tall and straight, dazzling like a live target...

Back at the Governor's Mansion, Mo Lingwei turned over and got off the horse. Yun Liu came up to meet her and helped Mo Lingwei into the door. Seeing that her ankle was limping again after she sat down, she rolled up her trousers, I saw that the already swollen ankle became more and more swollen.

Mo Lingwei put the blue and white porcelain vase on the table, and asked in a low voice, "Is the tomb ready?"

"It's done." Yun Liu asked: "Miss, what are your plans?"

Did he really promise Mo Jinlan to stay with Young Marshal Feng well, or did he follow her back to Jincheng in the north?

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei was silent.

She waited in the hall until it was time to light up the lamp, the moon was hanging high, and she didn't wait for Feng Shaojin to come back.

Mo Lingwei sent guards to search for Feng Shaojin's whereabouts, and the guards who left did not return for a long time.

Mo Lingwei's heart sank little by little.

Yun Liu persuaded in a low voice: "Miss, the young commander-in-chief is too busy and often comes back late, don't worry too much, I'll take care of you to freshen up first."

Mo Lingwei pondered for a while, nodded, and was standing up while supporting Yun Liu's arm, when a guard's respectful and worried voice sounded at the door: "Young commander, are you injured?"

"No problem." The man's voice was low and deep, and the footsteps hurried into the hall.

Mo Lingwei looked up, and saw Feng Shaojin's entire arm was hanging down, and the bloody blood stained the entire sleeve.

Feng Shaojin strode up to Mo Lingwei, raised his hand to caress her face, and asked softly, "It's so late, why haven't you slept yet?"

Yun Liu was just about to say that Missy is waiting for you, when Mo Lingwei said softly, "I'm going back to my room."

Feng Shaojin nodded, raised his hand and unbuttoned his outer shirt with one hand, and put the bloody shirt on the back of the chair casually. As he was approaching Mo Lingwei, he heard the guard's anxious and uneasy voice: "Young Marshal , I just received the news that the Mohist army has marched south."

The cup in Yunliu's hand fell in response, his face was full of surprise, and he held Mo Lingwei's hand tightly: "Miss, the master is finally here, and the master is here to take you back to Jincheng."

Feng Shaojin's obscure eyes fell on the two of them: "..."