"Young Master Mo, the carriage you asked for has arrived." Lao Wang said as he entered the door, and when he looked up, he saw Mo Qinglan pinching Mo Chen's neck with one hand, and he was startled:

"Girl, what are you?"

The cold anger in Mo Qinglan's eyes turned to surprise, but it was only for a moment, and he returned to normal, and his hand was released.

"It couldn't have come at a better time." Mo Chen coughed lightly and said with a smile, as if the scene just now was just a joke between each other, and his face was full of lightness.

"Are you leaving?" Lao Wang didn't dare to ask more, so he changed the topic.

"Yes, we are injured and disabled, but we can't resist the interrogation of the government." Mochen smiled:

"We are also victims, and the government can't help us in investigating the case."

Mo Chen's three or two words extinguished the expectations in Lao Wang's heart, he really wanted to keep these people with selfish intentions. He always felt that with them, especially the unsmiling girl in front of him, the more than 100 people who died in vain in the village had the hope of revenge.

But he knew that if these people wanted to leave, he couldn't stop them.

"I'll carry my son out." Lao Wang sighed, didn't think much about him, and stepped forward to pick up the ink dust.

Mo Qinglan frowned slightly, and went out before them.

Two carriages were parked outside the door, the vermilion-lacquered bodies reflecting a thin red glow in the morning light, the four corners of the roof hung with wind chimes, and the begonia-colored curtains hung quietly.

In Yeyang Kingdom, the carriage with vermilion lacquer represents the meaning of having an official rank, and if it is not engraved with an emblem, it means that the official rank is very low.

In any case, who can use the carriage of the official family, Mo Chen seems to be a person with some status or relationship with the official. Mo Qinglan thought silently in his heart, and his heart was gloomy.

"He has no name and no relatives, and he lives on this snake island."

Hearing such words, who can not be angry, cats and dogs still have a name, how can a living person not have a name. Besides, Lao Wang said that Snake Island could not be inhabited......

Ink Dust didn't want to tell her? Why?

Two coachmen stood next to the car, and two of them were standing in front of one of them, and the conversation between them reached Mo Qinglan's ears very clearly.

"We are the carriage in General Ding Yi's mansion, and we were ordered to come to pick up Mochen Gongzi back to his house."

"How did you know we were here?" It was Tu'an who asked, his puzzled eyes were a little sharp, and his words were very stiff.

"We're just doing what we're told." The coachman replied in fear.

Ding Yijiang? Mo Qinglan thought of the rich middle-aged man sitting on a stone near the ruined medical hall yesterday afternoon, and his dress was exactly the identity of a post general. He seemed to have said that his nephew was also in the post station last night, and the nephew in his mouth seemed to be Mochen.

Just as she was thinking, Lao Wang's voice sounded behind her:

"Master Chu, it's me, last night I was entrusted by Prince Mochen to go to Ding Yi's mansion and ask for two cars. Oh, just after Miss Qingzhu left. ”

Chu Sheng turned around when he heard this, and he couldn't see what he was thinking in his abyss-like pupils, and said after a while:

"I see, thank you Mochen Boy."

Mo Chen raised his head and responded, as if he had exhausted his physical strength by chatting with Mo Qinglan just now, and the whole person would be lying on Lao Wang.

Chu Sheng and Tu An walked to one of the carriages, looked at Mo Qinglan before getting into the carriage, and saw that Mo Qinglan had no intention of coming, his face darkened and then entered the carriage.

Doctor Zhang came out of nowhere, holding the little fox, with a reluctant face:

"Girl, I've got the bones in it. I also cleaned the wound, don't let the wound touch the water on weekdays, and eat lightly......"

Hearing this, the faces of the three of them twitched, is this sure that they are treating animals?

Lao Wang glanced at Doctor Zhang, and interrupted angrily:

"If you talk nonsense for a long time, you will say that you are reluctant to give up this fox."

Doctor Zhang's old face turned red, looked at Mo Qinglan and said, "Girl, will you take care of the fox?" Otherwise, let me keep it here first, and when you come back next time, you can raise it better when it heals. ”

Lao Wang took a sip of him, and was about to refuse for Mo Qinglan, when he heard Mo Qinglan's words sound:

"You all come with me."

Lao Wang and Dr. Zhang froze, and the expressions on their faces changed like floating clouds and a sea of illusions. Dr. Zhang was holding the fox too hard, and the fox who had been closing his eyes screamed.

This sound brought Lao Wang back to his senses, he looked past Mo Qinglan to look at the tragic situation in the village, shook his head and said:

"Thank you for your kindness. More than 100 people in the village are still waiting for us to be buried. The government is now solving the case, and we have to stay here, and as long as we are still here, the government will continue to investigate the case until the murderer is found. ”

Even if the government has the heart to ignore it, they will fight for two old lives to force them to find out the murderer!

Mo Qinglan maintained a blank expression all the time, his gorgeous face was covered with a layer of cold frost, and his whole body exuded an indescribable anger.

Lao Wang unconsciously thought of the terrifying scene covered in blood when he first saw the woman in front of him, and his heart was uneasy.

It seemed that a century had passed, and it seemed to be just a cup of tea, Mo Qinglan's right hand moved, and she slowly stretched it out to her waist.

Everyone waited with bated breath, Lao Wang's face turned pale, and for some reason his heart jumped to his throat.

If you don't refuse her request, you'll be killed......

Suddenly, something was thrown over, and the tension in the air just now was relieved a lot. Lao Wang subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch it, and the heavy feeling immediately passed through his hand.

"You take this money and use it." There was a feeling of wood in his cold voice, and the person who spoke walked towards the empty carriage after speaking.

Doctor Zhang glanced at the little fox, gritted his teeth and chased after him.

Lao Wang stared blankly at the bulging money bag in his hand, his eyes were red.

"If it's alive, how much is it worth?"

"If you can get this snake alive to where it is going, this bag of money will be yours."

"Not enough."

"Two bags of money?"

It was just yesterday that the two dirty fingers stretched out by the clear woman were obviously dangling in front of Chu Sheng, but Lao Wang seemed to feel that it was dangling in front of his eyes at the moment, he always felt that the woman was strong in martial arts and greedy for money.

"What about the medical bills for the two of them?"

"When you wake up, you can leave them alone."

It's obviously a money-hungry and ruthless woman......

"Condolences."

Her ears were full of her cold and cold words without a trace of emotion, but Lao Wang's heart was full of the urge to cry and kneel down to her.

Mo Chen, who was lying on his back, sighed softly, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and said lightly:

"Lao Wang, please carry me into the house, I have something to say to you."

Lao Wang retracted his thoughts, sighed twice, and returned to the house with the ink dust on his back.

Mo Qinglan, who was sitting in the carriage here, was watching Dr. Zhang put the little fox on the soft couch, so careful that he could see his love for the little fox.

"Here you go." Mo Qinglan said that she had already said it before Dr. Zhang came in. Obviously she is not the owner of the fox, obviously she knows that the owner of the fox is here, and she subconsciously wants to give the fox away, as if to erase something from her heart.

"It's the girl who saved it, it's fate. It's my fault if I want to force me to stay. Besides, there's a lot going on, and I don't have time to take care of it. ”

Doctor Zhang took his eyes off the little fox and refused, in exchange for Mo Qinglan's silence.

"Give it a name. Girl, don't look at its lame legs now, look at its fur and bones, it is definitely a superb fox. A good fox deserves a name, you say? ”

Dr. Zhang didn't leave.

The treasure in your own eyes is the best.

Mo Qinglan listened, but drifted away from his thoughts.

"Qinglan, don't look at my lame legs, but I can write poems and songs, cook tea and play the piano. Follow me, and I will not let you suffer. ”

"Yes, yes, you are the best in my eyes, and no one can compare to you."

The mellow voice of a familiar man sounded in his mind, and the playful words were passed on warmly. Mo Qinglan looked at the little fox curled up and sleeping, the snow-colored white fur exuded layers of halos, and her heart felt soft.

"White hair, let's call it white hair."

"Poof......