The concubine is soft and delicate, making her the treacherous minister's white moonlight

Chapter 205 A gift for you

As I stepped into the courtyard, I saw two bodies neatly covered with white cloth. Two maids were kneeling beside the bodies, sobbing.

Deng Yu frowned, paused, hesitated for a moment, and then walked forward and lifted the white cloth one by one to check. It was indeed Tong Yuhua and Jiang Yanran, mother and daughter.

Both of them had purple lips, pale and blue faces, and were even cold and stiff. They were dead as hell and were completely cold.

Adhering to the principle of seeking truth from facts, Deng Yu tentatively felt for the pulse and further confirmed that the person was really dead. Then he slowly stood up and restored the body to its original state.

"I'm sorry." He turned to look at Lin Mowan: "Miss Lin, I'm sorry."

Lin Mowan pretended to be sad and turned away, as if she didn't want to say anything more. Deng Yu looked at her, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Miss Lin, please forgive me for offending you. I wonder what their reason is?"

Hearing this, Lin Mowan's gaze slowly fell on the mother and daughter who were covered with white cloth again on the ground. Her figure remained calm: "Unable to bear the humiliation, she committed suicide."

Yes, he grew up in a wealthy family for the first half of his life, with no worries about food and clothing. Although his status was not noble, he had never done any housework. Now he is suddenly sold and branded as a slave. Naturally, people with high moral integrity cannot bear it and would rather die than compromise.

This explanation seemed to make sense, and Deng Yu did not ask any more questions. The affairs of the Jiang family and Jiang Wenqing's recent unreasonable behavior after he was paralyzed made Deng Yu, an outsider, feel a little sorry for Lin Mowan's experience.

"We should go, Miss Lin." Sympathy aside, he didn't want to lose his official hat because of this, so he still had to bring the people back. She comforted him, "Miss, don't worry, someone will take care of the funeral affairs of the Second Aunt and the Second Miss."

Lin Mowan forced a slightly tired smile, nodded, and returned to the front yard with Deng Yu.

At this time, the front yard was already filled with crying sounds. Many maids were frightened by the scene and started sobbing quietly. The Jiang family was sealed off, and even if Jiang Wenqing was paralyzed, he could not escape the result of imprisonment and execution.

Lin Mowan followed the confiscating team out of the door. She was particularly eye-catching among the maids and servants because she seemed to be extremely calm, looking straight ahead with no distractions in her mind.

Just as I stepped out of the Jiang family's gate, a burst of hurried horse hooves sounds suddenly rang out outside the empty street, coming from far away and approaching this side rapidly.

Everyone stopped and Lin Mowan looked in that direction. She saw a figure moving quickly from the corner of the street gradually becoming clearer. It was Lin Qinhai.

Lin Mowan was a little surprised. She even thought that it might be someone that Wei Lin had never thought of as a member of the Lin family. Her originally calm heart suddenly rippled.

The horse stopped steadily in front of the team. Deng Yu frowned. Of course he knew the other party. When he returned to Beijing, it was Deng Yu who brought people to personally welcome him into the palace.

"Left Wise King." Deng Yu stepped forward, greeted him respectfully, and asked Lin Qinhai about his purpose. Lin Qinhai did not speak immediately, but glanced at the servants and fixed his gaze on Lin Mowan.

But the moment their eyes met, Lin Mowan subconsciously lowered her eyes. Although her face remained expressionless, her heart was already in turmoil and out of control.

She didn't understand why Lin Qinhai came? Why didn't Shen Weiyuan come?

Logically speaking, in the current situation, the best strategy is to get out quickly, so no matter who it is, as long as they can take her away, it's good.

But to be honest, she didn't know how to face this uncle by blood. It was said that when the Lin family was imprisoned, Lin Qinhai was not in the imperial city. Lin Qinhai's wife was sick all year round, so he had to move around with his wife and children to recuperate.

They were not in Sheng'an when the incident happened. After receiving the news, they were not recalled and were hunted down. Later, Lin Qinhai struggled to survive with his wife and children. There was no news of them for more than ten years after the Lin family's accident.

Lin Yirou had also looked for them, but in fact many people said that Lin Qinhai and his family had died in the hunt long ago, after all, they had been missing for so long.

But until a few years ago, a place called Huoan Villa became known to everyone. It was a small city, but it had strong military strength and the terrain was favorable, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack. The owner of the villa became the subject of everyone's discussion.

At the beginning, Gongshu Yanyu didn't take it seriously, but as their strength grew, they were like elites who had received special training. This made Gongshu Yanyu feel a sense of crisis, so he ordered their surrender.

Later, after two years of running-in and more than 130 negotiations on conditions, the area was still under the jurisdiction of Lin Qinhai, and he was given a title, Zuo Xian Wang. Huoan Villa was also renamed Huoan City and belonged to Darong.

Gongshu Yanyu will protect them from foreign invasion, one country, two policies, and share the glory.

As Lin Mowan was reminiscing, Lin Qinhai took out a secret letter from his bosom and handed it to Deng Yu. He didn't even get off his horse, but just said, "This is the secret order of His Majesty. Sir Deng, please take a look."

Deng Yu opened the letter suspiciously and quickly scanned the few lines of words. At the end, his expression changed slightly, but since it was a handwritten secret letter from Gongshu Yanyu, he did not ask any more questions and directly told his men to release the person.

The shackles on Lin Mowan's hands and feet were opened. She stared at the person waiting for her on a horse not far away. She couldn't tell what emotion she was feeling for a moment.

Facing the envious or jealous eyes of others, Lin Mowan walked forward slowly. She slightly raised her head and looked at the man. The man looked at her expressionlessly. His eyes, which were mature, steady and sharp after years of experience, were like an energetic eagle in the dark night.

When Deng Yu led the group away, he looked back at the crowd that was about to disappear around the corner, bent down slightly, and asked her, "Can you ride a horse?"

After a little hesitation, Lin Mowan nodded. In fact, she could not only ride a horse, but also shoot arrows and use a knife. She said before that she couldn't do it because she didn't want to ruin her image of being unable to lift things with her hands or shoulders, but now, it seems that there is no need for this.

Lin Qinhai seemed very satisfied with her answer. He smiled and nodded. Then he blew a whistle, and a series of powerful horse hooves sounds were heard. A white horse rushed out from the other end of the street and stopped steadily in front of Lin Mowan.

The horse had bright fur, a radiant complexion, and a body of muscular muscle. It was obviously a top-quality horse. Lin Mowan was a little surprised that the horse actually took the initiative and carefully moved forward. Lin Qinhai said, "Do you like this gift for you?"

Lin Mowan was so surprised that she looked at Lin Qinhai with delight, then at the white horse in front of her. His tenacious eyes made Lin Mowan unable to help but reach out and touch him. He did not resist, as if he had been tamed from the beginning. The horse was unusually close to her.

She was a little bit unbelievable: "Did you really give it to me?"

Seeing her like this, Lin Qinhai smiled dotingly and nodded, "Of course, if it's said to be a gift for you, then it must be yours."

Lin Mowan looked at him, then at the white horse, her eyes moving back and forth between them for a while, and then she said awkwardly, "Thank you."

She wanted to call him uncle, but when she opened her mouth, she couldn't say it. Lin Qinhai naturally understood. After all, they had never met since she was a child, so how could she let down her guard as soon as they met?

He smiled and said, "The horse is a gift for you, but it's not from me, so I'm not the one you should thank."