Chapter 49: A Chance Encounter with the Dead

Yin Mosi raised his eyebrows, sat opposite her and poured himself a cup of tea, with an arrogant face: "Master Ben is rich, who will have trouble with money." ”

Lin Mo agreed very much with what he said, money is a good thing to use anywhere.

On the table was the lunch that Zishu had just served, and Zishu saw Lin Mo looking at the food on the table, and hurriedly said that he would go and get another pair of chopsticks.

Lin Mo didn't stop him, he looked at Yin Mosi with his cheeks and asked him, "How is your injury?" Did you rub the medicine on time? ”

Yin Mosi touched the wound through his clothes, and made a gesture to untie his clothes: "Since Doctor Lin cares about his injury, he might as well come and take a look himself." ”

He unbuckled his belt, and Lin Mo on the other side was indifferent.

He took off his robe and raised his eyebrows at Lin Mo on the other side.

He put his hand on the belt of his middle coat, frowned at Lin Mo, who smiled at the corner of his mouth on the opposite side, and even raised his eyebrows to signal him to continue, and sighed: "Are you really a woman?" ”

Lin Mo chuckled lightly and replied, "Are you really a man?" Besides, it's not that I want to see it, it's that you want to force me to watch it. ”

She suddenly became serious and said, "But this wound really needs to be looked at to see if there is any infection recently?" ”

Yin Mosi frowned and confirmed to her: "Are you sure you want to see it?" ”

"Hmm!" Lin Mo nodded.

Yin Mosi got up and untied his middle coat. Before he could let go, the door was suddenly kicked open.

At the door, Feng Mian pushed Feng Yichen, who had a gloomy face, to stand there.

Yin Mosi was scared twice like this, and the injuries on his body didn't hurt anymore, but his brain hurt suddenly.

He recognized this Feng Yichen, but he didn't understand why he appeared here, and seeing that his eyes were always on Lin Mo, he understood.

This prince must have come with the eldest lady of the General's Mansion.

It's just that a prince and an official lady visit the kiln in broad daylight, which is incomprehensible.

Feng Yichen looked at Lin Mo lightly for a while, his voice was cold, and he said to her, "You come with this king." ”

With that, Feng Mian pushed him out.

Lin Mo smiled helplessly at Yin Mosi, and walked out behind Feng Yichen.

At this time, Zishu, who happened to come back with a bowl and chopsticks, looked confused, and muttered while looking at the back of Lin Mo and the others leaving: "Why is this Xinyue Building so lively today?" ”

Here, Feng Yichen returned to his room, got up from his wheelchair, and pulled Lin Mo, who was slow behind, in.

When the wind slept in a witty way, he withdrew and closed the door.

Feng Yichen frowned, staring at Lin Mo in front of him with a calm face.

With those deep eyes, Lin Mo, who was looking straight at him, felt furious in his heart, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and chuckled: "Is the prince trying to see me through like this?" ”

After a long time, Feng Yichen's frowning brows let go, and she let go of the hand that was holding her.

He sat down at the table next to him, handed her a pair of chopsticks, indifferently took a piece of meat and put it in the bowl next to him, and said to Lin Mo: "Let's eat first." ”

After speaking, he ate the meal elegantly and didn't pay attention to Lin Mo.

Lin Mo glanced at the bamboo chopsticks in his hand, sat next to Feng Yichen, and ate quietly.

The two of you, you don't say anything, there is only a shallow chewing sound in the room, but there is a strange harmony.

After eating, Feng Yichen just called Fengmian, and then said to Lin Mo: "Go back." He sat back in his wheelchair and let Feng Mian push him back into the elevator-like thing.

Lin Mo didn't follow him up, she opened the door and walked out of the hall, didn't go to say goodbye to Yin Mosi, and walked directly downstairs to the backyard.

At this time, Feng Yichen and Feng Mian were already standing in front of the back door waiting for her.

Seeing her come out, Feng Yichen lowered her eyes.

Feng Mian has been serving him for so long, many times he only needs a simple small action, Feng Mian knows what to do, and he is about to push him out of Xinyue Tower.

Feng Yichen didn't speak all the way. He was half-leaning on the armrest of the wheelchair, the tips of his left fingers tapping lightly on the armrest, his eyes were indifferent, and he couldn't see what he was thinking.

Lin Mo naturally wouldn't be bored enough to guess his mind.

She took it for granted that she had helped him delay the poison time recently, just to repay him for helping her many times.

When several people arrived in front of the Hanging Pot Hall, Lin Mo turned around and entered the Hanging Pot Hall.

Feng Mian paused, Feng Yichen's fingertips tapping the armrest paused, and Feng Mian pushed him away directly.

Looking at Feng Yichen's appearance, Lin Mo smiled helplessly, it seems that this King Yu is jealous again.

I have to say, is this Yuwang soaked in a vinegar jar? So jealous.

She is not someone from his Yuwang, could it be that she was together by accident once and became his?

Lin Mo only walked around the Hanging Pot Hall for a while, and then returned to the General's Mansion.

After returning to the General's Mansion, she went directly to her mother's Hanyu Building.

As soon as she entered the courtyard, she saw Jiang Hanyue sitting in the small pavilion in the courtyard, embroidering something in her hands.

Jiang Hanyue looked at the embroidery in her hand intently, and didn't notice Lin Mo coming in at all, and she didn't look up until Aunt Yu stepped forward to salute.

Seeing Lin Mo coming with a smile on his face, Jiang Hanyue hurriedly put down the things in his hand and greeted him: "Mo'er is here, come and sit with my mother." ”

Before he could take two steps, Lin Mo strode over and took her hand and sat back.

Lin Mo looked at the lotus she embroidered, the embroidery threads were clearly layered, and the lotus flowers were lifelike, and she praised: "Mother's lotus embroidery is really good." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Hanyue, who was originally full of smiles, suddenly sighed, she looked at Lin Mo distressedly, and you frowned: "Mo'er, your mother knows about it......"

"Alas......" she sighed deeply, "My poor Mo'er, you have suffered this year. ”

She reached out and hugged Lin Mo's back and hugged her into her arms. After a while, a warm liquid dripped onto Lin Mo's shoulder.

Lin Mo patted Jiang Hanyue's back and quipped: "My daughter is out of the sea of suffering, and I will fly in the future, and my mother should be happy for her daughter." ”

Hearing her words, Jiang Hanyue raised her hand to wipe her tears, let go of her, her tears were not dry, and she glanced at her with a smile: "You girl, you still have the heart to laugh about such a big thing." ”

Lin Mo took the embroidered handkerchief from her hand and helped her wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Jiang Hanyue grasped her hand and patted it gently, as if to comfort her: "Mo'er rest assured, Heli is not abandoned, after a while, the matter of you and the King of Chu will settle down, and your mother will let someone tell you a good family matter." ”

……

Still talking about family affairs? Sure enough, such a thing as urging marriage has existed since ancient times.

Before she could speak, Jiang Hanyue said again: "However, after all, this child is the royal heir, and he still has to be sent back to the Chu Palace." ”

Lin Mo secretly supported his forehead and sent it to the Chu Palace? Sent to the Chu Palace, then can this child still live?

In the eyes of the Lin family, this child is a hot potato, and it is impossible to stay in the Lin family.

Lin Mo didn't know that that child was a time bomb, maybe it would break her bones at some point.

But after all, she was born, and she couldn't just give up on him.

If she really gave up on this child, the original owner would definitely blame her, after all, she also took other people's bodies.

"Do you understand what Mother said?"

Jiang Hanyue's voice pulled Lin Mo's mind back, and she quickly nodded perfunctorily, claiming that she was a little sleepy and left Hanyu Tower.