Duan Changyu stared at the letter in Mo Lingwei's hand, looked up at her again, and couldn't help but ask cautiously: "Miss, this letter was finally transferred to me, did the second prince of the palace mention the situation in the north?" ”

If it is okay in other aspects, but if it is related to the situation in Jincheng, this letter is not a private letter.

Mo Lingwei shook her head: "No, I just mentioned that Jinlan won't come back, she was injured in order to save Feng Shaojin, and she will stay in the Feng family to recuperate this year, and by the way, she will also celebrate the New Year in the Feng family."

Looking at the date of payment, this letter was written two months ago, probably because it was delayed in the journey.

I'm afraid that my father and wife will miss Jinlan too much......"

Duan Changyu: "......"

In the entire Mo family, although Miss Mo Er was a little domineering, it was true that she did not feel love around Mo Zhongtian and Qin Zhirou.

Mo Zhongtian seems to regard Miss Mo as a substitute for his own atonement, so that his conscience can have a place to rest.

I don't pay much attention to Miss Mo Er and Miss Mo San.

And Qin Zhirou, who conspires all day long to get ahead, has exhausted all the organs, and hopes that the second young master Mo can control the Mo family, and uses her daughter as a tool to achieve her goals.

Duan Changyu looked at Mo Lingwei's slender and thin back and sighed.

Mo Lingwei's voice floated over faintly: "The palace family and the Mo family have reached a situation where they are in the same situation, and the letter brought by the second prince of the harem should be burned directly, don't give it to me." ”

Duan Changyu: "Yes." ”

Duan Changyu was not happy in his heart, so decent, why did the second prince of the palace write these contents to Miss Mo in the letter?

Miss Mo doesn't even want Feng Shaojin anymore, is it possible that she will want you?

What virtue does the Gong family have, and they don't have any points in their hearts?

Duan Changyu watched the housekeeper cleaning up the tabletop, hungry, he sat down and took a few bites of hot rice, and then went to the study: "Master, Luo Zifeng and the people brought by Yunda have met, but the snow is heavy in winter and they are trapped in the mountains.

If you want to get out of the mountains, I'm afraid you will have to wait until next spring.

At the bottom of the mountain, they also found the headdress that the young lady had fallen, as well as the fragments of Mo Ershao's clothes......

I believe that it will not be long before I can find the young lady and Mo Ershao. ”

Duan Changyu reported good news and bad news, and did not dare to say that the hosta had been broken into several pieces and was stuck in the stone cracks, nor did he dare to say that the fragments were hanging on the branches, and the stained bright red blood stains had turned black.

Mo Lingyuan seemed to have become numb to these reports that had made no progress, lowered his head, and quickly processed the documents in his hand without raising his head.

Just when Duan Changyu thought that Mo Lingyuan hadn't listened to him at all, Mo Lingyuan suddenly said, "Calculate the time, Yun Yao is already out of confinement." ”

Duan Changyu: "......"

......

Winter goes to spring, time flies.

Xiu'er has been five months in the blink of an eye, and the weather is getting warmer day by day.

Everything recovers, snow melts.

Mo Jinyu's body gradually became better.

Chu Yunyao ran to the mountain every day to see the waterfall on the cliff, and if it thawed, he could set off on the road and leave here.

If there is no thaw, it means that the climate in the mountains is still too cold and not suitable for travel.

Xiaobai stood on her shoulder, shaking her snow-white hair majestically.

On the way back, Chu Yunyao saw wild vegetables growing in the ground, and by the way, he dug some and brought them home.

Mo Jinyu made a straw mat out of straw and threw it on the ground, allowing Xiu'er to lie on it and roll around.

The little one had been with the mink for a long time, and although the fleshy little body was bulky, it was very flexible, and when he was not careful, he rolled out of the straw mat......