Chapter 689: The Death of the Purple Yun County Lord (7)
"How's she doing?" Mu Jingshen asked the doctor in front of him.
The doctor said, "Miss Yun is fine, but she was a little sad and fainted." The doctor said, as if he had thought of something, and slowly spoke: "The old man has also heard about the county lord's affairs, and the Hou Ye is mourning." He said, sighed, picked up the medicine box, turned and walked out.
Mu Jingshen looked at the departing figure of the doctor, his eyes flashed, and he turned to walk into the house, but when he saw the woman standing in front of the courtyard gate, he frowned. He glanced at the inner room, hesitated, and walked over.
"It's so late, why don't you go to rest?"
Feng Lanxin looked at the grim young man in front of him, this was the first time he had spoken to his sister since he learned of her death this morning.
"You have not rested, so how can I rest? Besides, if I had fallen asleep, would you still be able to talk to me today? ”
"I'm sorry, so much happened today, and I don't have time to worry about you for a while." Mu Jingshen said, his eyes fell not far away, but he didn't look at Feng Lanxin.
Feng Lanxin chuckled: "Yes, you don't have time to pay attention to me, but you have time to worry about her." Mu Jingshen, I know, you have never had me in your heart, but you can't pretend to worry about me? You're a dead sister, but I've been hurt before! ”
"I-"
As soon as Mu Jingshen said a word, he was interrupted by Feng Lanxin: "I'm sorry, I'm a little emotional, your sister just passed away, I shouldn't have said such a thing." Feng Lanxin said, wiping away the tears on her face: "Is Yun Molan's condition okay?" ”
"She's fine, she's just overly sad."
"That's good, that's good." Feng Lanxin said, she was about to turn around and leave, took two steps, and suddenly stopped: "Depth of field, I always feel that this matter is not so simple. ”
Feng Lanxin said, turned her head suddenly, and looked at Mu Jingshen with a fixed gaze: "How much ability does your sister have, you know better than me in my heart, such a woman should not be so easy to have an accident, are you sure that corpse is your sister?" And, if she really is your sister, why did the murderer deliberately destroy her face? Someone should be trying to cover something up. ”
Mu Jingshen's eyes flashed as he looked at Feng Lanxin, he didn't expect her to think of this.
"Maybe it's just that I'm thinking too much, don't take it to heart, I'll go rest first, you take good care of her." Feng Lanxin said, turning to leave.
"I will do as I say, and when the matter is over, I will marry you."
Feng Lanxin's body suddenly stiffened, and she instantly walked in front of Mu Jingshen, slammed Mu Jingshen's head, kissed it fiercely, and after taking a bite, she retreated.
Mu Jingshen raised his eyes, and then saw tears on her face.
"Mu Jingshen, what do you think of me? Are you saying this to make amends for me? I Feng Lanxin don't need your sympathy and mercy, I don't need it! Feng Lanxin screamed and ran away with tears in her eyes.
Mu Jingshen frowned.
Mu Gan landed on his side: "Young Master, in fact, Feng Lanxin is not bad. ”
Mu Jingshen glared at Mu Gan.
Mu Gan touched his nose.
Mu Jingshen raised his eyes and glanced at the sky, and said slowly: "Mu Gan, tomorrow the Marquis of Zhongguo's Mansion will hang a white flag, and everyone in the world must know that the Lord of Ziyun has passed away!" ”
Mu Gan's eyes flashed, a touch of pain flashed in his eyes, and he murmured: "Young Master......"
Mu Jingshen turned around and left as if he hadn't heard it......