Shen Yifeng was playing with the folding fan in his hand when he saw Zhou Mohan hurried into his room and said with a flattering face: "Master Hou, what are your orders? How was your dinner?"
"You dare to mention dinner to me?" Shen Yifeng tapped the table regularly with the handle of his fan and said, "Do you know what people in the capital think of me?"
Zhou Mohan bent over, raised his eyes to look at Shen Yifeng, and then shook his head.
"A prodigal son!" Shen Yifeng said: "Who in the capital doesn't know that I am a prodigal son? Do you know what kind of life I am living in the capital? I, the Marquis of Wuling, have a hereditary title. Although I am not rich and powerful, There is no shortage of chicken, duck, fish, and occasionally deer antlers and bear paws. What did you feed me yesterday? Do you look down on me?"
"Don't dare, don't dare!" Zhou Mohan hurriedly waved his hand and replied: "How dare I look down on you, Lord Marquis? It's really...it's true that Nanling was severely affected, and there's a shortage of food...food!"
"Hmph!" Shen Yifeng snorted coldly, picked up his fan, knocked it on Zhou Mohan's head and said, "Do you think I am a fool? The court received news that you are corrupt and derelict in your duties..."
As he spoke, Shen Yifeng took out the token given to him by the emperor from his arms. He turned the tassel on it intentionally or unintentionally and said: "I can chop off your head at any time, do you understand?"
Zhou Mohan was so frightened that his legs went weak and he quickly knelt down and said, "I don't dare, the official. If Lord Marquis doesn't eat well, I can just prepare it later."
Shen Yifeng smiled and said: "Am I the only one eating? I brought... what about... the two hundred and forty-three brothers and sisters? Don't they have a mouth in your eyes?"
"Two hundred and forty-three... brothers and sisters?" Zhou Mohan looked at Shen Yifeng in surprise and said, "Didn't you say that Mr. Hou is the only son in the family?"
Shen Yifeng rolled his eyes at Zhou Mohan and said: "How stupid, I mean my maids, entourage, and horses! They are all very precious!"
Only then did Zhou Mohan realize: Everyone said that Shen Yifeng was a playboy, but it seems to be true.
So he hurriedly replied: "Xiaguan, go and prepare now. Lord Bao is satisfied!"
……
After Lin Jingmo applied medicine to Shang Shixu, he did not re-cover the wound for fear that his flesh and blood would stick to his clothes. He just asked him to lie down and sleep, then put the medicine tray and prepared to leave.
Seeing this, Shang Shixu hurriedly asked: "Madam...are you leaving?"
Lin Jingmo's back paused for a moment, but he didn't speak.
Shang Shixu said with some disappointment: "You have gone to Chen Tiehu, you should know that I did not really want to kill them. I thought that this time... you would change your mind about me..."
Hearing this, Lin Jingmo lowered his eyes and said, "I just went out to boil some anti-inflammatory and sleep-aiding herbs for you. Otherwise, how would you fall asleep at night if the wound was so deep?"
Shang Shixu looked at Lin Jingmo's back with joy and said, "Then Madam is not leaving?"
Lin Jingmo turned his head slightly and replied: "You are so seriously injured, are there any maids around you? I'm leaving, and you don't even have anyone to bring tea or water at night."
"Yes! I really can't do it without you!" Shang Shixu said with a smile: "Madam, leave early and come back early!"
Lin Jingmo shook her head and walked out of the room. She made some medicine for Shang Shixu. Then she returned to the room and found that Shang Shixu had fallen asleep.
Lin Jingmo sat next to Shang Shixu, looking at the injuries all over his back, tears falling down.
She thought in her heart: He can still sleep after being so seriously injured. It seems that he is already used to the pain...
Looking at the other scars slowly appearing on his body, Lin Jingmo couldn't help but want to touch his scars, but when she was about to touch him, she withdrew her hand.
From that night when she met Shang Shixu at the entrance of the grain depot, Lin Jingmo understood that Shang Shixu was not the murderer of her father, because Shang Shixu was the same person as her, and she had always lived with guilt and self-blame.
How could such a person kill his father if he also learned from his father to think about the people?
But she still couldn't forgive, not that she couldn't forgive Shang Shixu, but that she couldn't forgive herself. After all, everyone was dead, so what qualifications did she have to be happy and live happily as if nothing had happened?
Because her family is gone, she would rather live in pain for the rest of her life. Only in this way will she not feel sorry for her father and sister. Therefore, even if she knows that Shang Shixu is not the person who killed her father, Lin Jingmo still
Choose to leave him and reject him.
In Lin Jingmo's view, apart from revenge in this life, he can only accompany himself in front of the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha, so that he can no longer suffer from pain and self-blame.
Lin Jingmo reached out and covered Shang Shixu with the quilt, then tilted his head and looked at Shang Shixu's sleeping face.
Shang Shixu was always very good-looking. In the past three years, Lin Jingmo hoped that Shang Shixu would fall in love with her more than once. She had peeped in the dark countless times. She had already memorized the most beautiful angle of Shang Shixu. If time could
Looking back, Lin Jingmo would rather Shang Shixu didn't love her, because back then, her father, sister, and mother Li were still alive. Although Shang Shixu didn't love her, she could secretly look at him and be safe.
By staying by his side, there will be no misunderstanding or hatred between them, let alone hurting each other...
After thinking about it, Lin Jingmo also lay down next to Shang Shixu and fell asleep quietly.
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Early the next morning, the moment Shang Shixu opened his eyes, he was greeted by Lin Jingmo.
Shang Shixu moved hard towards where Lin Jingmo was lying, and then looked at Lin Jingmo's face seriously. His long eyelashes were clearly defined, and Shang Shixu was exposed, whether it was his small nose or slender eyebrows.
A satisfied smile.
After all, this is...his wife.
Shang Shixu was staring at Lin Jingmo, but Lin Jingmo suddenly opened his eyes as if sensing something.
Lin Jingmo quickly sat up and said to Shang Shixu: "What are you looking at?"
Shang Shixu curled his lips and said: "Nothing, I'm just curious about how someone who has to take care of a patient falls asleep just because he says he's asleep..."
Lin Jingmo tidied up the broken hair on his forehead, patted the clothes on his body to remove the wrinkles, and then said: "I didn't close my eyes all day and night yesterday, so I accidentally fell asleep."
Hearing this, Shang Shixu said with some worry: "Why didn't you sleep all day and night? It couldn't be that you were injured somewhere."
Lin Jingmo looked at Shang Shixu with Shui Lingling's big eyes in surprise: He is already injured like this, but he still cares about me...
So he pretended to be nonchalant and said: "No, I'm not injured, I'm just... worried about the people on the mountain."
In fact, she was worried about business timing from beginning to end!
Shang Shixu learned that she was not injured, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Although Mr. Shen seems to be careless, he is a reliable person. I think those people should have received food by now."