Early in the morning of the second day, Feng Shaojin accompanied her to eat breakfast and said goodbye to her: "I'm leaving, I'll come to see you tomorrow." ”

"Well, happy engagement!" Mo Lingwei didn't raise her head, lowered her head, ate the Western-style breakfast on the plate, and replied casually with a blank face.

Feng Shaojin was about to leave when he paused, took a long step, bypassed the table, and came to her, his voice was as cold as the expression on his face, revealing a slight chill: "I'm engaged, are you very happy?" ”

Mo Lingwei put down the knife and fork in her hand, "There's nothing unhappy or unhappy, since it's your engagement day, you always have to say some words of blessing for the occasion, so you don't expect me to cry, make trouble, and hang yourself to keep you here, right?" ”

Feng Shaojin smiled angrily: "Words of blessing? I hope you can really keep me crying, making trouble, and hanging me, and don't let me leave here. ”

Feng Shaojin turned her wheelchair, put her hands on the armrests of her wheelchair, leaned over, and looked at her condescendingly, "Ling Wei, you are really getting more and more good at stabbing knives in my heart now." ”

Mo Lingwei raised her little face, raised her cold little hand, stroked his eyebrows, her voice was rare and gentle, but the words she said were extremely ruthless: "Shaojin, people will change, you are not the same as before, and I am not the same as before......"

Feng Shaojin stared at those blurry black eyes, and his heart sank and sank, as if he had fallen into a bottomless pit of darkness.

He rolled his eyes and straightened up, "Even if we are no longer the same person we used to be, it's good to be together and witness each other's changes." ”

After he finished speaking, he left without looking back.

The footsteps downstairs were messy and urgent, and after a while, the sound of a car starting could be heard in the yard.

Mo Lingwei no longer had the appetite she had just now, pushed the plate in front of her aside, got up from her wheelchair and walked to the window, opened the curtain a small gap, watched the car disappear from sight, and said softly: "Shaojin, goodbye." ”

Never again!

Say goodbye, I hope that in the future, you and I will be okay for the rest of our lives and will not disturb each other.

She's leaving!

Mo Lingwei waited silently, from morning to noon, from noon to afternoon, and finally there was a long-lost noise downstairs.

Mo Lingwei's heart was pounding, she grabbed her crutches and ran out.

Standing at the top of the stairs, it was really Mu Qing who rushed in with someone.

The maid screamed in fright, but blocked the staircase and did not allow Mu Qing to go up: "The young lady can't go, the young lady is gone, and the old slave can't live." ”

Mu Qing grabbed the maid's shirt and was about to twist it up and throw it aside, but was stopped by Mo Lingwei.

"Mr. Mu, don't hurt her." Mo Lingwei put her fingers on the stairs, forgot to throw away her crutches, and stepped down the steps step by step: "She is very good to me!" ”

Hearing this, Mu Qing withdrew the gun in his hand, pushed the servant aside, and looked up at the person who walked down the stairs: "Miss, the second prince of the palace has also come to the south, let's go out to meet and take you back to Jincheng together." ”

"I want to know how you can take her back to Jincheng."

As soon as the words fell, a low and cold voice came from outside, and immediately after, Feng Shaojin appeared in the hall downstairs in a military uniform.

Gu Wei raised his hand, and the guards behind him came in from the outside, surrounding Mu Qing's people, and the muzzle of the black hole was aimed at them.

Mo Lingwei's footsteps froze in place, caught off guard by everything that came suddenly.

Once the gun is fired, so many of them will become Feng Shaojin's live targets, and they will be beaten into a sieve......