"The coffin has been sealed since the beginning. Young Madam, the Young Marshal has always paid attention to his image in front of you. I beg you to show him some dignity. You absolutely don't want to be seen by the Young Marshal."

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Gu Wei's voice lowered: "What's more, sealing the coffin and then opening it is the greatest disrespect to the dead. According to the custom, the dead cannot be at peace. Young Madam, please forgive me!"

The consequences of doing so will not only put the Feng family and the Mo family at the forefront, but also implicate Mo Lingyuan. Among so many people who came today, they will leave a narrow image that even the dead will not be spared.

Gu Wei knew too well that once word of the opening of the coffin got out, Mo Lingyuan's reputation would plummet, and no one would be able to afford it.

Therefore, Feng Shaojin died for herself, but she couldn't even see Feng Shaojin for the last time.

"Where's Yichen?" Mo Lingwei asked, "Where did he go?"

"Master Yichen was overly sad and locked himself up. Everything here is left to the humble staff." Gu Wei couldn't bear it, "Young Madam, you...sorry!"

"I want to meet him."

"Master Yichen gave special orders, but no one will be seen."

"I just want to know what Shaojin was like before he was coffined."

"The kneecap is shattered, there are burns on the body, the back of the head is shattered, and there is no good place on the whole body..." Gu Wei's eyes were red: "Young madam, because the young master is too miserable, this coffin was sealed early. , Young Madam, live your life well in the future.

Even if our young master is alive, it is impossible for him to be with you now that Young Marshal Mo is in charge..."

Human death is like a lamp being extinguished, and the empty promises of the past have become fleeting smoke.

Mo Lingwei wanted to cry, but she touched her face, but still didn't have a single tear.

She became more and more sad because of it: Feng Shaojin died for her, could it be that she couldn't even shed a tear for him?

why?

The servants who knelt in front of the brazier and burned paper were crying out of breath, and their grief was unbearable, as if the deceased were their relatives.

Mo Lingwei stared quietly at the black and white portrait in front of her. The man's phoenix eyes were deep, the corners of his lips were smiling, and the tails of his eyes were raised. He was clearly the same as when we first met him. He was not full of sharpness and arrogance, nor was he full of murderous intent and lust. Blood, looking harmless to humans and animals, is extremely warm.

Time shuttled back and forth in her mind, disturbing her nerves.

The place of burial was a bit far away, and she hadn't recovered yet, so Mo Lingyuan and Gu Wei put her in the cubicle of the greenhouse and let Yun Liu take care of her.

Many people came to express their condolences, and the Governor's Mansion was very busy.

Afraid that she would be hungry, Yun Liu settled her down on the recliner and went to the kitchen to get her something to eat.

On the other side of the conservatory, just across the door, were a few noble ladies and young ladies who stayed behind, and the discussion became unscrupulous from the initial whispering, and they all poured into her ears:

"Who was that woman in the wheelchair wearing a snow-white fox fur cloak just now? She was pushed by Young Marshal Mo herself. Could it be the legendary Mrs. Mo?"

"Haven't you seen it? That's not Mrs. Mo. I met Mrs. Mo at the charity dinner. She is also a first-class beauty, not this kind of sick girl."

"This is Young Marshal Mo's own younger sister. I also heard that she was the woman that the deceased Marshal Feng really liked. She has been secretly raising her outside and hiding her very tightly.

If it wasn't for a time when I went to the Governor's Mansion to play cards with the long-dead Governor's wife, and happened to meet her, I wouldn't have known about it. "

"As soon as I heard that Young Marshal Mo had taken over the Feng family's army, I sent someone to inquire about the family background of the Mo family in Jincheng in the north. I heard that the eldest lady of the Mo family, who we saw just now, had entanglements with Young Marshal Feng. Well, the second young lady of the Mo family, the one who had been with Marshal Feng all this time, had already been killed by the Orientals.

There is also a third daughter, who is about the same age as Mrs. Mo's son.

If you want to establish a relationship with the Mo family, this marriage may not work, so you have to think of other ways. "

"Fortunately, you told me this. At the beginning, I thought that Young Marshal Mo is a good-looking talent. Although Miss Mo looks a little weaker, she is also good-looking. I also heard that Mrs. Mo is a skilled doctor, and her body just needs to be recuperated." Alright, let my son pursue Miss Mo's...

Today's young people have all learned from Western countries, what is popular about free love.

Hearing what you said, Miss Mo must have secretly been with Marshal Feng long ago, if she married back, her reputation would not be very good..."

"It doesn't matter if a man has three wives or four concubines, but this woman should keep her body like a jade..."