Chapter 2570

Yun Liu suddenly froze and fell silent.

Mo Lingwei stared at Yun Liu for a while, struggled to sit up, and asked, "Where is Shaojin? How is he? Was he rescued like me?"

Yun Liu opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.

"He's dead!" The man's low and angry voice came from outside the door clearly, and his footsteps were hurried, and he soon arrived in front of Mo Lingwei.

Mo Lingwei looked at her brother whom she hadn't seen for a long time, as if she had been in a lifetime, full of kindness, but mixed with a little strangeness, "Brother, what are you talking about?"

"Feng Shaojin is dead." Mo Lingyuan sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her with dark eyes: "When the guards found you, you still had one breath, and his heartbeat and breathing stopped.

In three days, it will be his funeral.

Ling Wei, when you recover from your injury, I will send you back to Jincheng. From now on, everything in Yuncheng will have nothing to do with you.

With my brother around, no one will dare to force you anymore. "

Mo Lingwei: "..."

She had just woken up when she heard the bad news, and her mind was buzzing.

As for what else Mo Lingyuan said, she didn't know.

Mo Lingyuan saw her in a trance, with straight eyes, and wanted to comfort her, but when he thought of how the Feng family treated her, his anger welled up again.

After being away for too long, he didn't know what happened to her. He only knew that even if Feng Shaojin didn't die, he would do anything to kill that guy.

Yun Liu poured warm water, Mo Lingyuan wrung her handkerchief, wiped her face, and slowed down her voice: "Ling Wei, take good care of your wounds, Yun Yao, Xiu'er, and Siyu are all waiting for you to go back."

Mo Lingwei's eyes were as dark as dead gray.

Mo Lingwei said hoarsely: "Brother, I have a sore throat."

"Take some medicine and don't talk." Mo Lingyuan sighed: "I'll come to see you later, you lie down and recuperate."

Mo Lingwei let out a "hmm".

Mo Lingyuan stood up and walked out, quickly walked out of the bedroom and back to the study.

Mu Qing was surprised: "Master, didn't you go to see the eldest lady? Why did you come here so soon?"

Mo Lingyuan sat down, picked up his pen, and said in a low voice, "She doesn't want to see me."

Mu Qing: "..."

Mo Lingyuan closed his eyes: "It's my fault for not coming to pick her up sooner."

Mu Qing: "..."

Mu Qing comforted: "Master, don't blame yourself. At that time, even if you want to come here, you will be powerless."

The masseter muscles on the side of Mo Lingyuan's face were tense, and he hung his head without making a sound.

In the study room, there was only a long silence.

So what if the power is so powerful that they can't even protect their own relatives. Yunyao is in danger, Xiu'er is in trouble, and his sister is far away, leaving him physically and mentally exhausted and covered in pain.

His half-brothers and sisters were all dead too.

It is impossible not to blame yourself, now the world is in your hands, but the pain between relatives has become a scab that will never heal.

As an older brother, he is too unqualified.

Mo Lingyuan clenched his fists tightly.

In the bedroom.

Mo Lingwei looked at the closed bedroom door, her eyes fell on Yun Liu who was slowly returning to the edge of the bed, and asked, "Tell me the truth, is what my brother said just now true?"

Cloud Six: "..."

Yun Liu moved her lips: "Miss..."

"I just want to hear the truth, and I can accept any result." Panting, Mo Lingwei spoke with great effort: "I don't want to be deceived by anyone again.

You'd better tell me everything, or else..."

Mo Lingwei suddenly coughed desperately, her heart, liver and lungs were clutched together, and her whole body ached from the drag...